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Crayon, be careful. Why is mom off the shelf?
Crayons, be careful that "mom" is not off the shelf.

"Mom" is a song written and composed by Cao Kexin Carrie and carefully sung with crayons. It was released on February 28, 2020. From the theoretical concept of modern music development, it is more convenient, easier to learn and easier to achieve the internal unity of songs from the perspective of rhythm.

Therefore, compared with melody, rhythm is more concrete, intuitive and primitive. It goes without saying that in ancient times, today's young people are keen on "disco dancing" or "dancing machine", and I'm afraid the rhythm is far more than the melody. Rhythm is especially important for beginners to write songs. Only by mastering the framework concept of rhythm can we master the small and complete music genre of songs.

The lyrics of this song are as follows

I stopped at the new convenience store street at the school gate.

The people coming and going are different from those I saw when I was a child.

Uncle guard stopped laughing.

He said he might be old.

On the way, I met the class teacher, who said that I had grown up.

At that time, I opened my math exercise book and did ten questions.

Addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, wrong reading, mother was so angry that she broke her pen.

Back in class, the teacher comforted me that it doesn't matter.

There's that sentence again. You don't study hard, but you are smart.

Carry a schoolbag and go back to a noisy home.

I cried and said, mom and dad, don't go.

I will study hard and earn money to support my family.

In exchange for an adult, let the children go.

I went back to my bedroom, opened my schoolbag and took out my broken pencil.

Some papers didn't do well, but they improved by one.

Take off the bright red scarf and colored rubber band.

Draw my parents and a big love on the wall.

The sky is blue,

There are paper cranes outside the window.

(accompany me to play the piano and write songs in minutes)

Wrote a song.

It's for mom.

(Put down your work and listen to me carefully)

That year's sea breeze blew you and me to the beach.

(recalling childhood)

I said I'd sing my childhood story to you.

I remember watching a lot of vcd when I was a child.

Lan Tu, who just opened a rainbow cat, heard the key to open the door and turned it into an adventure.

Run back to your room and turn on the jammed repeater.

I don't want to listen to reading ABCD aloud

Slowly, I don't know when only my mother will carry our family.

On her birthday that year, I gave her the first bouquet of roses with pocket money.

Take out the first test paper at the end of the term and give it to her proudly with both hands.

When she looked down, I saw the gray hair.

Mom said, honey, I didn't give you a perfect home.

I told her that I was happiest with you.

You gave me my first guitar on my 18 birthday.

The first song I learned, I played, and you sang.

I don't know how long I can be with you.

Until the last moment of my life

If time goes back to that minute,

I cried when I landed, and you smiled.

When babbling, I looked back in two steps.

Toddler, hold your hand and follow closely.

Dear fairy, I, I, I love you.

Dear beauty, I love you.

Dear heroine, I, I, I love you