The hot sun
Cai Xingjuan
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The hot sun is climbing up and up
I climbed the white tower and took photos of my family
There are two people in our family
Grandfather loves me. I love him
The hot sun is climbing up and up
The ferry people kept coming and going
How many people have crossed in 50 years
Grandfather's hair is like cotton
The hot sun is climbing up and up
Climb up the white tower and shine into my home
There are two people in our family
Grandfather loves me. I love him
The hot sun is climbing up and up
The ferry people kept coming and going
How many people have crossed in 50 years
Grandfather's hair is like cotton
Grandfather loves me. I love him
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