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I come home from school

I go to scoop water from the pond

I hope mom gets better gradually

I played all three roles alone

I see the cannon in the middle of the countryside

In the afternoon I water, I fence, I watch

In the hand of a bird waving in the afternoon sun

It turns out the mustard has sprouted bright yellow

Little Giang sees and smiles

Mom is happy, what do I care about

Mom is my country, my days

Now mom is learning to walk again

Reciting poems, telling stories, then dancing and singing

Sniffed your nose, shook your beard

So many hats listen

Today Mom can't laugh or talk

The cannon is raising its barrel following the red flag

The cannon's barrel suddenly stops

The curtain loose all day

The field is spacious

The fields and gardens are empty, mother plows morning and noon

The green leaves are like a fluttering cloud in the sky

The sound of the thrush is singing

The sound of the Thrush

The Tale of Kieu has been folded on my head for so long

The wind blows up the lush mustard garden

The wind in the fields is cheerful

Then I acted in the middle of the house

Then she goes out to read books, plow