I never refuse to throw away a piece of paper,
Save it forever.-Save it,
Folding into a very small boat,
Throw it into the sea from the boat.
Some were blown into the window of the ship by the wind,
Some are wet by the waves and stick to the bow.
I still fold it every day without losing heart,
I always hope that a place can only flow where I want it to go.
Mom, if you see a small white boat in your dream,
Don't be surprised that it dreams for no reason.
This was folded by your beloved daughter in tears.
Wanshui Qian Shan, please bring her love and sorrow home.
2. "To Mother"
Mom, can I sweet talk in front of you?
Is there anything I can't tell you?
The fire burned my rope and coat.
I have become a man.
This fact is bound to surprise you.
My wings are flapping in the sun and shadows you can't see.
3. to mother
Mom, can I sweet talk in front of you?
Is there anything I can't tell you?
The fire burned my rope and coat.
I have become a man.
This fact is bound to surprise you.
My wings are flapping in the sun and shadows you can't see.
4. "To Mother"
In the nest you built,
Under your wings, my flesh and blood is getting fuller and fuller.
I accept your milk, caress and training,
Hair and limbs are controlled by some rules,
Grow symmetrical and elegant.
I lie in front of your eyes and smile every day.
Your breath tames my blood,
I became shy, quiet and full of warmth.
So, the wounds and tears of the earth,
Tortured and supported my nerves,
Sad music is floating inside and outside.
5. "To Mother"
You are the church, the voice of God, the calling and the eternal light source.
But I am humble as dust and evil as a sinner.
I fear the light from heaven, pray and tremble.
Your expectations become whips and dams.
You can't hear my dreams or see my visions.
You carefully designed clothes, chairs and beds for me.
Hold my hand tightly,
Until love and tolerance are my enemies.