我一直不明白..人出生的意義..目的究竟是要我們體會什麼?

小時後的我..沒有父母..從5歲起..我就住在奶奶家..

在奶奶家沒有什麼..只有孤單.藤條..剪不完的香菇頭..我的父母..偶

爾各自回來看我

在小學..我的功課..我的一切 從來沒有人可以跟我探討..我在學校

碰到的小孩之間的委屈..

只是在房間裡..用最簡單的心去過日子..這份孤寂..

日復一日..直到我國小六年級

被打的渾身是傷

媽媽才把我帶走

漸漸的...我長大了..我在媽媽身邊...

很開心...

我到處飛翔....

要體會的東西..又更多了..

面對的挑戰..會隨著年紀有越來越多的考驗.

我有時候會想

上帝究竟要讓我體會什麼..

GLOOMY SUNDAY 

Music by Rezso Seress
Original Text by Laszlo Javor
English Text by Sam M. Lewis

Sunday is Gloomy,
My hours are slumberless,
Dearest, the shadows I live with are numberless
Little white flowers will never awaken you
Not where the black coach of sorrow has taken you
Angels have no thought of ever returning you
Would they be angry if I thought of joining you
Gloomy Sunday

Sunday is gloomy
with shadows I spend it all
My heart and I have decided to end it all
Soon there’ll be flowers and prayers that are sad,
I know, let them not weep,
Let them know that I’m glad to go

Death is no dream,
For in death I’m caressing you
With the last breath of my soul I’ll be blessing you
Gloomy Sunday

Dreaming
I was only dreaming
I wake and I find you
Asleep in the deep of
My heart
Dear

Darling I hope that my dream never haunted you
My heart is telling you how much I wanted you
Gloomy Sunday