Yu Guangzhong
this present life
I cried the most twice.
Once at the beginning of my life
Only once in a lifetime.
I won't remember to listen to you next time.
You won't know that it's useless for me to say more.
Between two cries.
Laughter is endless.
Over and over again.
You know it, and I know it.
2. March 8 Women's Day
-A song for my mother
Stepping on the breath of spring
This beautiful day
Fuck you and fuck me.
My heart is as warm as the sea.
I really want to sing a carol for you.
I am neither a singer nor a poet.
I can't write a melody or sing a poem.
I lack flash inspiration and genius thinking.
I am ashamed that the deepest love can't be explained by a trickle.
But today,
I want to present a heart song for you.
May my song become a needle and thread.
Sew up the split wound for you.
May my songs turn into raindrops.
Moisten throat and quench thirst.
May my songs turn into clouds.
Bring fragrance to your life.
My original song turned into a cloud.
Refracting the luster of the sun for you
it's you
Gave me a beating pulse.
it's you
Gave me the joy of my childhood.
it's you
Teach me to take my time in adversity
3. Mother
Years climb on your forehead,
Time flies on my shoulders,
In the morning light, you smile,
There are still many vicissitudes,
Hold up my soft wings.
That sweet and delicious meal,
A warm and soft sweater;
Tireless teaching;
The complex of life is closely connected with me,
After being dissolved in the blood,
In the bone marrow,
In my heart,
Your love touched me.
I finally know that there is one thing in this world,
Richer than the water in the Yangtze River,
More thrilling than the Yellow River;
Tougher and evergreen than the green of pine and cypress;
That's your love,
Your deep love,
Selfless love,
My mother.