Parents,

Parents…

When the sun rise,

Then I felt my parents,

When the sun set,

I felt the problems of them,

When I met them in vacation,

I saw their smiling face,

When vacation went off,

At night,

I saw their eyes with tears,

When I went to school,

I saw and felt their gratitude,

And lonely boy I think,

How to gratitude them,

Till they take problem in every seasons,

At that time,

I was in north,

When they are in east,

When I remind them,

Naturally,

My eyes filled with tears,

So, lonely boys think to do hard work and good study and make bright future……

For our new generation of the world,,,,,,,,,,