Lyrics of "Wan En Qian Ai":
You said recently, I often think of my little hands and feet. When my little hand grew up, I never asked you for a hug again. How many smiles I left on your back when I was young? Now I find that when I came home, how many times did you help me up, turn around and fall? Whenever I look up, I can always see your loving smile. I'm not with you now. You mustn't wrestle. Call my parents to find someone to answer.
This is more important than anything. It is said that adopting a child is to prevent old age, but you always say that you are lucky and have worked hard to raise me, but I am not filial by your side. You must take good care of yourself. When I become your pride and watch your black hair turn gray, I'm afraid you can't wait any longer. If we don't grow up, you won't get old. If we are coquetry, you can still hold me high.
Don't let go in this life, and meet again in the next life. I will be obedient in the next life and won't let you work hard.