The happiness
Happiness lies in an old mother’s heart
She…is longing for the return of the precious old son, who lives in a place, far far away...
Somewhere out there, he is fighting… every single minute
…To be a man… a father… a husband …
Happiness is seasoned in every delicious dish the mother prepares…
Her hands… roughened…sweat sticks on forehead
But happiness is on her smile… and care is in her heart …
Cooking is love…
Mother’s love!
Happiness is the reunion of the family,
In each other’s arm, tightly hugging …
…indescribable feelings…
Only …speechless love …
Happiness is the clumsy dance of a 2 year old daughter
… No music …no rhythm…only joyfulness…
Laughter cracks the weariness on the parents’ faces …
Smile is on her lips… innocent…
…simply…so beautiful…
Hand in hand, walking on the snowing street …
Happiness lies in a couple’s heart
Warming up the cold winter …
……………………………….
Falling into deep sleep……
Drowning into hallucination of being in family …
Having a reunion meal,
Sharing each other’s thoughts,
Exchanging each other’s stories,
Learning… the primary lesson …of love …
Outside, winter is coming….
She…is longing for the return of the precious old son, who lives in a place, far far away...
Somewhere out there, he is fighting… every single minute
…To be a man… a father… a husband …
Happiness is seasoned in every delicious dish the mother prepares…
Her hands… roughened…sweat sticks on forehead
But happiness is on her smile… and care is in her heart …
Cooking is love…
Mother’s love!
Happiness is the reunion of the family,
In each other’s arm, tightly hugging …
…indescribable feelings…
Only …speechless love …
Happiness is the clumsy dance of a 2 year old daughter
… No music …no rhythm…only joyfulness…
Laughter cracks the weariness on the parents’ faces …
Smile is on her lips… innocent…
…simply…so beautiful…
Hand in hand, walking on the snowing street …
Happiness lies in a couple’s heart
Warming up the cold winter …
……………………………….
Falling into deep sleep……
Drowning into hallucination of being in family …
Having a reunion meal,
Sharing each other’s thoughts,
Exchanging each other’s stories,
Learning… the primary lesson …of love …
Outside, winter is coming….
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