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母親節派對很自然我的焦點是放在媽媽們身上。看到年輕人抱著媽媽第一個反應是，“被子女抱著的媽媽是多幸福呀” 但再看就對自己說，“能抱著媽媽的子女是多幸福呢...'

雖然我知道我沒有機會再陪著媽媽一起去玩，也沒有機會再去緊緊地拖著她的手...雖然我知道我再也沒有機會抱著她說，”i love you“... 但我知道在天國的她一定能夠聽到我的歌。所以在母親節派對上我唱了專輯上的一首《夢飛行》。除了送給在場的媽媽們我也希望送這首歌給我最偉大，只有為我付出的媽媽。

Mom, happy mother's day. I love you and miss you always. '我牽著你的手雨打風吹也不說後悔...一直往前飛人生一起體會... 因為愛一切都完美”...

 

 

 

This is a bruised, painfully yellow, decaying banana. When I found it, it was sitting shamefully at the top of a beautiful crystal bowl filled with a colorful array of fruits. The firm, spotless, just-bought bunch of bananas beneath it was making a mockery of its blemishes and imperfections. I probably would’ve left it to mould and opted for an orange or an apple instead had it not been for the overconfidence those flawless bananas exuded. Left on its own by its fellow “bunch-mates”, this banana stood out but was certainly a wrinkle in an otherwise perfect picture of beauty.

这是一个已经有斑的，蔫黄的，快要烂了的香蕉。我看到的