Weeds and vegetables, fiercely fought in the garden
My father gave me a hoe
"Go to the back of the vegetables and beat the weeds"
After seven or eight days, the weeds returned
My father told me to go again
If so, repeatedly
Finally, the fierce battle reached the vegetable soldier strong
Suppress the weeds, and no more foreign aid is needed
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Harvest all kinds of vegetables in one season
I ate the vegetables and grew bigger and bigger
On this day, I am going to work at work
The father found two thin bamboo sticks
Déjà vu, one has been broken
"Son, I beat you all those years
It's the weeds on your body that hit
It's the vegetables you hit that you want to protect
Now the vegetables are growing, it's all up to you."
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I burst into tears
Like a vegetable covered with rain and dew
I secretly clenched my hands
Hold on to the two short whips of self-discipline and self-discipline
