Myna spoke,
Mother got up.
The sun is not there yet,
The dream is still lingering in the light blue.
The weekend is here as scheduled,
I open the door silently.
Mother’s rhythm has not changed.
She eats, takes medicine, walks in the living room, sits on a wooden chair and listens to music.
Myna was happily taking a bath and dressing up.
Shan Ai listened loudly and could not understand.
The sunshine walked into the window and door,
Sitting quietly at the desk.
Pink, emerald green, earthy yellow flesh,
Chubby, round and velvety, comfortable and silent.
Outside the window, people are coming and going on weekends.
Kaige is a sonorous place with busy traffic and high-rise buildings.
At home, in front of the window,
We are silent on the weekend.
The sun walks into the Western Mountain,
The moonlight night comes in waves.
My mother went to bed and the two little birds took a rest.
We came to the street with the stars in the sky.