:12:36
The ice on the Yellow River
will not melt in June.
:12:45
When I start to sing the truth,
my heart feels like bursting.
:13:03
Of the fine grains, the pea
is the roundest.
:13:10
Among human beings, a girl's life
is the most pitiable.
:13:18
Pity the poor girls, the poor girls.
:13:30
Pairs of pigeons fly in the sky.
:13:39
I miss my mother.
:13:58
Sister.