Vendors still stand by their market stalls and tout their goods, 

I saw a plane flying across the sky

making our mother and daughter farther and farther apart. When I walked out of the airport,

There was always one sentence in my heart: I want to protect my mother.

From that moment on, my mother became the source and only source of love in my heart

That year, I was ten years old. My mother pulled me and stood in the waiting hall of the train station,

The world was trembling and crying for our love. It was moved and was moved by my love. our story