上周翻出一篇用英文寫的隨筆，是我四年前帶著孩子們回上海后的第一個(gè)春天寫的骏全。光陰荏苒躬它！過幾天女兒就二十了，兒子也終于比我高出兩公分了芋类！“年年歲歲花相似，歲歲年年人不同”女兒說按我的大小界阁，我正式成為家里最可隨身攜帶的物品侯繁。這是多么不可思議的事情！
女兒去了美國后泡躯，我們都會(huì)偶爾思念我們仨一起在上海的日子贮竟。慶幸的是丽焊，四年過去，一切安好咕别！而身邊這個(gè)小子雖然大了幾歲技健，其它一概沒變。這也多少讓我感到一絲絲時(shí)光永恒惰拱，歲月靜好雌贱。
春日周末的清晨
一如每一個(gè)周六的早晨，春天的早晨偿短，今日也沒有什么不同欣孤。嘰喳的春鳥送來溫暖的晨光，漸漸喚醒我沉睡一宿的意識(shí)昔逗。我懶懶地睜開眼睛导街，隨意延伸著自己的身體，盡情地吐氣纤子、吸氣搬瑰，不由得想，“這是真的控硼，我還活著泽论，又一個(gè)美好的清晨】ㄇ”
這咖啡的苦濃香翼悴，世間沒有任何事物可以比擬，唯有這咖啡的苦濃香幔妨，可以如此瞬間讓生活滲透我全身所有的知覺鹦赎。我端起杯子，不緊不慢地误堡，聞著它古话，啜飲，微笑著锁施，哼著我心里的歌曲陪踩；任由那似乎無形的我浸泡在輕松溫暖的空氣中，任那滿足的感覺爬入我的靈魂悉抵，又傳回我這原本是物質(zhì)的身體肩狂。
其實(shí)，我又度過了艱難的一周姥饰。但是現(xiàn)在它已經(jīng)過去了傻谁，我們繼續(xù)往前推進(jìn)，我們的項(xiàng)目列粪，和我們的人生审磁。
人生如此美好荆秦！是的，美好力图！那是因?yàn)槲业膶氊愄焓箓儭Ｆ渲幸粋€(gè)還在床上做夢(mèng)掺逼，那另一個(gè)吃媒，她剛向我揮手再見，帶著她天使般的微笑吕喘，臉上綻放的少女的甜美赘那，一如春光四射。我那寶貝女兒去參加她的周六足球賽氯质，她的身體似乎卷走了室內(nèi)空氣中一部分珍貴的氧氣募舟。女兒啊，我珍愛她每一寸柔美的頭發(fā)闻察，她留下的每一個(gè)秀麗的腳印拱礁。我感謝上蒼，因我每天醒來辕漂，能知道我擁有她呢灶。我對(duì)她的愛，無法言盡钉嘹，她無法想象鸯乃。
我的心此時(shí)微笑著。我那天使般的男孩跋涣，那個(gè)懶懶的孩子缨睡，依然還懶在床上。他醒來的那一刻陈辱，我知道這房子將會(huì)充滿活力奖年，或是充滿他小小的抱怨，或是他的那些關(guān)于人生的意義和追求的各種有意思的問題沛贪。那天使般的小子已經(jīng)開始在很多事情上給我做顧問了拾并。他問：“如果沒有時(shí)間花錢，那掙錢的意義是什么鹏浅？”他說：“四十之后嗅义，你需要每隔一天鍛煉一小時(shí)，以保持體重隐砸。所以媽媽之碗，如果你想減肥，停止思考季希，開始行動(dòng)褪那！”這孩子幽纷，真是一個(gè)小小的智者！我珍愛他閃閃發(fā)光的眼眸博敬，他靈巧的身體的每一個(gè)的動(dòng)作友浸，他每一個(gè)發(fā)自內(nèi)心的表情，不管是帶著沉默或著言語偏窝。我珍愛著他帶來的空氣中的甜蜜收恢。感謝上蒼，因我每天醒來祭往，能知道我擁有他伦意。我對(duì)他的愛，無法言盡硼补，他無法想象驮肉。
一如每一個(gè)周六的早晨，春天的早晨已骇，今日也沒有什么不同离钝。是的，我們?cè)谏虾Ｍ蚀ⅰ＝裉斓目諝夥浅Ｇ逍履纬剑{(lán)天白云。我們即將出門乱豆，淹沒在城里的人群中奖恰，然后在某一個(gè)不知名的咖啡館里悄悄浮現(xiàn)，我看著書宛裕，他做著作業(yè)瑟啃，我們安靜地坐在陌生人中間，享受著內(nèi)心的喜悅揩尸。
春光即逝蛹屿，唯愛永恒。
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2013年3月16日岩榆，上海（英文）
2017年4月15日错负，上海（中文）
歡迎關(guān)注《娘兒仨》和我的《生活點(diǎn)滴》。
Spring Saturday Morning
Like every Saturday morning, in spring, today is no different. Awaken by the warm light, birds chirping, I stretch my body to the fullest extent, breathing in and out. It's real: I am alive, on another beautiful day!
The smell of coffee, nothing like the smell of coffee, brings life back to my senses. I can take my time, sipping, smelling, smiling and humming. Soaking in relaxed warm air, the feeling of contentment crawls up to my soul and spreads all over my body.
It was a difficult week after all. But it's behind now and we are moving ahead, with my projects, and life.
Life is good, because of my angels, one of them still in bed dreaming, the other one waived bye with a beautiful precious smile, her sweet teen face glowing whenever she smiles. My angel girl went to her Saturday soccer game, taking with her some precious part of the air in this house. I cherish every inch of her hair, every footstep she leaves behind. Thank God, I awaken every day, knowing that I have her. I love her more than she would ever know.
My heart is smiling at this moment. My angel boy, my lazy little boy, is still being lazy. The moment he wakes up, I know the house will be filled with energy, or maybe his little complaints, or maybe his special questions expressing his quest for meaning of things. My angel boy is already my advisor on a lot of things. He asks, “What's the point of making a lot of money if one doesn't have time to spend it?” He says, “After forty, you need to exercise one hour every other day to just maintain your weight. So mom, if you want to lose weight, stop thinking about it, act!” My little boy, he is such a wise guy! I cherish every blink of his sparkling eyes, every move of his sweet body, every expression, verbal or silent… I cherish the sweetness in the air in his presence. Thank God, I awaken every day, knowing that I have him. I love him more than he would ever know.
Like every Saturday morning, in spring, today is no different. Yes, we are in Shanghai. Today's air is extraordinarily clean, blue sky. We are about to go out and submerge in the crowds in town, and resurface in a nice café, with my book and his iPad, among total strangers, feeling happy.
March 16, 2013, Shanghai
Xiangwei
