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I don't remember my mother,
Just in the middle of my game
Sometimes it seems that a tune revolves around my toy.
It was she who was shaking.
My cradle
Humming at the time
Those songs
Tune.
I don't remember my mother,
But in the early autumn morning,
ceiba
fragrance of a flower
Floating in the air
Morning prayers in the temple
fragrance
Blow me like a mother
have a rest
I don't remember my mother,
Only when I look at the blue sky in the distance from my bedroom window,
I think my mother's face staring at me is full of wholeness.
sky
Bing Xin's Paper Boat is also about his mother, but it is mainly not a compliment.