Wednesday, December 19, 2007
12/19/2007 04:02:00 PM
父子
I saw a photo.
It showed a father and his son.
The son is not so young while the father is too old.
In the photo, you can see no generation gap.
Father was enjoying every moment of his time with the son.
Son was enjoying the company of the father.
It was so heavenly.
They don’t have to say much.
For much is transpired without having to say any word.
The contact between two pairs of eye beneath the glasses.
It doesn’t matter that one pair of glass is a statement of fashion while the other pair borne fond memories of the ancient past.
The touch of the skins.
It is a harmony of the young tender fresh with the old wrinkled skin.
One is smooth, free from the signs of aging.
The other is unsightly, bearing scars from the test of time.
The old hand over the young shoulder.
It is a sight worth reminiscing for the entire life.
It takes great courage for the old hand to go around the shoulder.
It takes great courage for the shoulder to readily accept the caress of the old hand.
It is the joy of fatherhood.
It is the best gift a DAD can give to his CHILD.
It is the acceptance of a SON.
It is the best assurance a CHILD can give to his DAD.
I will trade anything for a scene like this
Would you?
