Sometimes, missing may turned into a song of berceuse, a tiger-headed hat, a little shaky bed, still lingering on your heart when the pair of your temples are white.

• 有时候，思念变成了童年时的一首摇篮曲，一顶虎头帽，一张小摇床，当你两鬓斑白时仍旧萦绕心头；