Everyone has two slaves, and everyone is a princess and a prince
Suppose
Category: Poetry Added Time: 2011-1-13 14:00:52 Source: admin Clicks: 32
If time could be rewound to before May 12, 2008, Singapore, the love of dandelions, the root says: This departure, the mountains are high and the rivers are long. The leaf asks: Is this departure filled with sorrow? Suppose,
If my father were still here
If my mother were still here
If my wife were still here
If my son were still here
If I were still like before
In the evening, our family would sit together at the dining table
Watching TV
Eating the food cooked by my mother
How happy I would have been
But
I didn't feel happiness when I had it
Now that everything is gone, I yearn for the past
If my legs were still strong
And I could go to work as usual
Even if my competitor got promoted
And I was criticized by my boss
I would still smile happily
Unfortunately
I didn't smile when I should have
And I couldn't cry when I should have
If there wasn't care from society
If there wasn't support from all directions
If there weren't so many strangers coming to rescue
If the government hadn't stepped in
If I lived in an old era
If I encountered disasters like the Yellow River bursting its banks or the Huayuankou incident
How could I laugh?
How could I survive in this world?
If there weren't these disasters
If I were still healthy
Every day I would walk briskly
Just to make money
Every day I would be busy
All for fame and fortune
Would I ever miss the dinner table at home in the evening?
And the joy on my family's faces?
If there weren't these disasters
My heart would be filled with thoughts of myself
How could I remember to be grateful to those unfamiliar faces?
If there weren't any disasters
Dear family, dear compatriots
In the past, I only knew to be cautious and guarded against unfamiliar faces
How did I know you were my benefactors?
You were my saviors
Our lips and flesh are connected
If there weren't any disasters
How could I not realize I have a great homeland?
I have kind compatriots
I have treasures more precious than money
I have properties more meaningful than selfish interests
In the past
I had everything
But I never felt warmth
Now
My family is broken
My limbs are incomplete
But my heart has become tender
The calluses have been peeled away