I want you to be a child forever
Let me still be in my twenties
Let me hear your compliments
Oh, I'm charmed with a smile!
I want you to be a child forever
To swoop on my mother's afternoon
To stumble and run about your mother
Mother finds a place to make a child fall and hit.
I want a fairy tale
There are flying saucers around
Make the stick useless
Let my mother's hair be white and white!
I want to write a poem for my mother
The words that are worn out should not be questioned,
I understand the blue sky, the sea of silver
But blurring before my mother is brown!
I want to hear the eternal lullaby
Oh my, oh my salty ginger spicy salt .
And I want not to sing anymore!
Old mother like ripe bananas .!
Today, the eighth of March
The price of flowers is expensive, the price is high
Wages are over
Remuneration, bonuses do not award this ceremony.
This ceremony is good to think about, this is an opportunity to explain difficulties .
Whoever gives me the gift of cable, I give it to the muse
Roses have been withered
And wonderful poetic poetry is poetry
Looking at the pity in his eyes,
The group of people hustled to buy flowers,
In love with men, including me
Looking for a "gift" gift.
In a "strong" moment suddenly "weak"
Only to obey but do not understand why
There is no distinction to high-suffering,
Relentless, he plunged into a crisis.
As the streams dried up in the dry season,
Not until the end of October until March,
This suffering god is born
Probably try us out, oh my god !!!
I live forever in pride,
Of a thousand years of history standing behind,
Where men have never been before:
Clean, blow rice, sweep the house, measure rice.
Where is the bright light beside the newspaper,
Sip tea for a quick stroll.
Where are the cool nights of the moon,
I hope to save them for cleaning.
Where the late night games I awake,
Gathering brothers and sisters cheering and shouting,
Where in the day we were proud,
This hand-directed anti-sweep command moves it,
Let me be alone until now,
Alas, where is the glorious time .?!?
I hope it will be a long time back,
And forever cannot change,
When the weak faction has become a mass
Also established association, also federation,
They set up a continuous anniversary
Catching the heroes must work hard.
They forgot all about our sect in the past
They always love candy challenge dared to dread
Do you know, Adam?
When the army is subdued by the long leg,
When cleaning up, have to laugh like happiness,
When glory is the continent of niêu
Dear March 3, August .
Congratulations on March 8
Please women, die for men
Any good sister, married
This day deliberately because he did
She struggled hard
This day is because he has it
But don't rush
There are always men who give gifts
Baby on March 8
I would like to volunteer to look after you
I go comfortably all night
Good guy only knows how to wait
If you miss sitting .
I'm happy with anyone . let me go
Because the 8th of March
The day I was allowed to throw flowers once
If you still hesitate to hesitate
I look at the door to part… you go.
March 8
Wish my sister
Hand holding lots of flowers
Basket full of gifts
Don't worry about housework
Go away
Eating and dropping gas
Money does not have to pay
Speak well
Smiling like flowers
March 8
Wish my sister
Good clothes
Chalk skin, flower face
Nice as a picture
Open the phone
Flooding hymns .
Looking at the pity in his eyes,
The group of people hustled to buy flowers,
In love with men, including me
Looking for a "gift" gift.
In a "strong" moment suddenly "weak"
Only to obey but do not understand why
There is no distinction to high-suffering,
Relentless, he plunged into a crisis.
As the streams dried up in the dry season,
Not until the end of October until March,
This suffering god is born
Probably try us out, oh my god !!!
I live forever in pride,
Of a thousand years of history standing behind,
Where men have never been before:
Clean, blow rice, sweep the house, measure rice.
Where is the bright light beside the newspaper,
Sip tea for a quick stroll.
Where are the cool nights of the moon,
I hope to save them for cleaning.
Where the late night games I awake,
Gathering brothers and sisters cheering and shouting,
Where in the day we were proud,
This hand-directed anti-sweep command moves it,
Let me be alone until now,
Alas, where is the glorious time .?!?
I hope it will be a long time back,
And forever cannot change,
When the weak faction has become a mass
Also established association, also federation,
They set up a continuous anniversary
Catching the heroes must work hard.
They forgot all about our sect in the past
They always love candy challenge dared to dread
Do you know, Adam?
When the army is subdued by the long leg,
When cleaning up, have to laugh like happiness,
When glory is the continent of niêu
Dear March 3, August .
Today is the eighth of March
Women smooth skin
Wishing you good lips
Safety yourself, you too!
What must take Russia
What 'eight' stories about Cuba with Laos?
Come to any home
Sisters do not work in and out
It is really itchy eyes
But just let them out
Or the 'iron door' they fence
Do you dare to 'dare' to 'come out'.
Today, the eighth of March
Sisters and out
On the hand holding the kohlrabi root
Wondering whether to stir-fry or store!
Today March 8
Sisters and out
Commission of masses come to greet
Women going in and out
Today March 8
Women come and go.
Today is different from any other day
Women come in and out .
Today is the 8th of March
I wash her clothes . my shirt
I part her a plate of sticky rice
Afraid of her weakness, I eat her .
Today is the 8th of March
You are excited to go out and come in
Men respectfully bowed
The sisters are excited to come in and out .
The next day of March 9th
My sister thought it was going to go in and out
The male has no bow
Little sister came back out .
The 8th day of March
Not only the sisters went out
You guys are bad at all
Just as you all went back in and out
Stay close or head far away.
Downstream, reverse domain, in this South outside.
Ha Nam Hanoi Ha Tay
Where not to come and go. U right ?!
Today is the 8th of March
I sat my chalk on the market
Probably in their twenties
Probably more high heels
Long life style ceiling
Buy the afterlife
Smile for each other
Kiss and wind over the bridge dropped
That's what I said
Roses also shy words difficult to give
August, August came in and out
Looks like everyone desires something
Today I calculated li
One even more year to come . next life
I am the boss to be rich
My life owes forever to love poems.
Today, the eighth of March
My wife stormed out and went in:
. "where's the salary? Didn't see any money?"
my wife is angry . come in and out . !!
Today March 8.
My sister rushed in and out
You are under the bulge.
Now I want you to come in or out.
My sister snapped.
I don't like you at all.
You are so strong.
Flipping the situation immediately rushed.
Cloud playing, blinking, shouting.
The inclined bed is too small to fall into the tissue.
Suddenly the sky was dark.
Everyone who fainted ferries.
Angry sisters screamed.
Oh god, so married three husbands .
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