you are 1 and a half this year
your head is wearing a vertical braid
like and a small tree
your big eyes are nothing like my
but beautiful. More beautiful than me
long eyelashes, long eyelashes, crooked eyebrows
round face, thin teeth
you crooked head, left crooked, right skew
you smile at me, you laugh at me,
smile and mouth
I ask you, baby, baby, what are you laughing at?
you stretch out a pair of small hands to cover your eyes
you still have a crooked head, left crooked, and right-handed
you look at me between the fingers, you hit the corner of the table, you hit the corner of the table, you cry, tears fill the corners of the mouth
you cry every day, laugh
you cry and laugh like cloudy
like cloudy and cloudy, to a rainstorm
when you cry, you'll rub your eyes
at first I think you're stuck in
when I'm going to shake you to sleep,
you start naughty
you grab me without a clean beard,
you can't grab
you gently touch br / > I can't help but kiss you
you use your
you use kiss
you use you / > you use kissing you
you use / > use kissing you
you use / > you use and kiss you
use kiss you
you use
you use kissing you
you use / > use kissing you
you use > > you use / > you use kissing you
you use / > use kissing you
you use > > you use / > you use and kissing you
you use / > use kissing you
you use > > you use / > you use kissing you
you use / > use kissing you
you use > > you use / > use kissing you
you use > > you use and kissing you
use you use > > you use Beat me on the cheek
and then hard call me - crawl, lie down, Dad....
you often fall asleep in my arms / >
you like to hug my neck
at the tip of the nose at the tip of the nose,
with me, laugh without
you can't say
What do you want to say to dad?
you and I were as young as
you learned to walk and learn to speak
when you had just learned to walk,
that was so shocking,
amazed and amazed by the first time you saw the mirror,
!
you must be very excited? Very happy?
once, you stumble on my thighs
your little head is careless
I turn to hold you up to
and say: sorry, baby!
you are angry, and fist
beat heavily, and slap me in
do you know this is the first time that dad was beaten by a woman?
after you have finished, bury my head in your arms,
with a small hand to pick up my button
everything does not happen
every time you wash your head
you will sit on the ground and
I'm ready to cry
I'm not afraid, do not get the shampoo to eyes
"you see you see you see Dad specially bought you a shampoo chair "
" you see you look, you just lie down on the roof of the bulb and don't have to close your eyes. "
you quickly roll up from the ground and climb up
look at me, smile
your face is my oh
a single eye, like the owl
your mother said, "my footsteps on the floor when I came back
you dropped from the sofa to the ground
you hurried down and skid
like a skier, the hillside snow in the snow,
you stretched arms like soar. Swan
flew to my arms and shouted in my arms: Dad!
this world is hard to find, a word and text
to tell and explain my love for you
I try to use countless photos and images
to record our warm
later I read a few poems
this is roughly this:
... Since you hold you up, hold it in arms. In the middle, I can't put it again... All the time...