網誌分類：旅遊．人生 |
在Giffith住時，每周日都有一個小型市雜，看見一名可愛的小朋友，想為他拍照，但他總是在地上爬來爬去，最後他哥哥抱起了他給我拍照。
這位小朋友是在塔斯曼尼亞一個動物園裏遇見，她就較頑皮了，將架上的毛公仔全都翻到地上。
The old man also liked to watch
the boy work.
He even rose early on Saturday mornings
to watch the little labourer mow
the lawn across the street.
The boy actually whistled
while he worked.
The little child was happy
no matter what he was doing.
It was, indeed, a joy to behold.
When he thought about
what the old man had said, the boy
thought he understood.
He knew about presents.
Like the bicycle
he got for his birthday...
But as the boy thought more about it,
he knew.
The joy of toys
never lasts forever. (To be continued.)
