with your flowing sweat and tears
with your less breathe
followed by your glorious pray
you gave me one life

you’d teach me a lot of things
recognized me with a life

Now I am grown up
and your age began old
your eyes look very wilt
the wrinkling decorating your face
white hairs grow between your black hairs

Mother… I promise
I will sacrifice everything
for the sake of your happiness
to decorating smile on your lip
to erasing all your sadness
to repay all your tears which ever drop

And let me feel your pain… Mother

Deep silence, but the echoing one,

Melody makes me feel peacefulness in soul,

Deep, peaceful and whispering one,

Although I find myself dejected, gloomy, anxious or even sometimes blithe,

But Love and Melody can overrun them all,

Possibly, Melody is a form of accompanying Love,

Or may be Love flows such as Melody,