hard to judge his character just by reading this one:
The Mother
When your mother has grown older, When her dear, faithful eyes no longer see life as they once did, When her feet, grown tired, No longer want to carry her as she walks –
Then lend her your arm in support, Escort her with happy pleasure. The hour will come when, weeping, you Must accompany her on her final walk.
And if she asks you something, Then give her an answer. And if she asks again, then speak! And if she asks yet again, respond to her, Not impatiently, but with gentle calm.
And if she cannot understand you properly Explain all to her happily. The hour will come, the bitter hour, When her mouth asks for nothing more.
听了下面仙女的配音,笑死我了, 白雪公主的后妈, 嘴里念叨的是一首诗,哈哈哈哈
There, on the skin.
The symbol of what lies within.
Now turn red to tempt snow white.
To make her hunger for a bite.
hahahhahhahah
(toward the crow)
Wanna a bite?
That's not for you.
It's for snow white.
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hard to judge his character just by reading this one:
The Mother
When your mother has grown older,
When her dear, faithful eyes
no longer see life as they once did,
When her feet, grown tired,
No longer want to carry her as she walks –
Then lend her your arm in support,
Escort her with happy pleasure.
The hour will come when, weeping, you
Must accompany her on her final walk.
And if she asks you something,
Then give her an answer.
And if she asks again, then speak!
And if she asks yet again, respond to her,
Not impatiently, but with gentle calm.
And if she cannot understand you properly
Explain all to her happily.
The hour will come, the bitter hour,
When her mouth asks for nothing more.
Adolf Hitler, 1923.