写给儿子 To My Son
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李长空 By Li Changkong
Tr. Hao Siyu
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像树苗破土而出 Like a young shoot breaking the earth through
带来世世相传的泥土芳香 It wears the ancestors’ earthy perfume I bet
像旱塬骤逢甘露 Like a dry land embracing sweet dew
爸爸的心中升起一轮朝阳 In dad’s heart a shimmering sun raises its head
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电动摇篮温暖不了你 Electric cradles can not warm you
爸爸要用华夏土地当你的摇床 Dad will make the divine land of China your bed
绫罗绸缎包裹不了你 Silks and satins can not swaddle you
爸爸扯来五彩云朵作你的衣裳 Dad will cut out the blazing clouds into your dress
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山珍海味喂养不饱你 Luxury meals can not nourish you
爸爸要用中华文明哺育你成长 Dad will feed you our civilization instead
几百年来的狂风骤雨 Furious storms during hundreds of years
宝贝也必须仔细阅读不得遗忘 You should read them in detail and never forget
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有一天你会像雄鹰在蓝天遨翔 One day like an eagle you may hover ahead
爸爸要把中国印烙在你的身上 You are a Chinese you should always keep in mind
