Mother earth true story
Mother now I get old ... I do not want to work anymore ... boys do not want to work ......... Who will be your heir after me? I feel thirsty, my mother will become barren, and the stupid father starts weeping sigh, and when I see her crying and crying to the field, my mind also jumped once. I grabbed a bag and grabbed my hand from the hands of my father. After holding it, I kept up my whole life. Now that I am standing in the house today, land takes me as a mother of mine. Like my old mother. Mother, I have grown old now. The boys do not want to cultivate, I am frightened at my hands, you do not become a barbaric place. Looking back at the sad land, I cried a second time today, but my cubs did not say anything to me. I still miss my mother's pillow, today,
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