母亲
迎上门来堆一脸感激, 仿佛我的到来是太多的赐予; 探问旅途如顽童探问奇迹, 一双老花眼总充满疑惧。
The ocean is the cradle of life and the hope for humanity's future. We must cherish her like our mother.
All women become like their mothers. That is their tragedy. No man does, that’s his.