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一位孤獨的老人檢到一張寫著「Whoever finds this, I love you. Whoever finds this, I need you. I even got no one to talk to. So whoever finds this, I love you. 」的小紙條,這張小紙條原來是一位孤兒院小女孩寫的。因為這張紙條觸動了孤獨老人的心,就這樣他們隔著孤兒院的圍籬,一起分享快樂,一起度過了寒冬,一直到了隔年六月的第一天,小女孩一如往常地跑到圍籬旁,卻發現老人不在那裡了,小女孩明白,老人是不會再回到這裡來了,於是小女孩又跑回她的小房間裡,拿起蠟筆開始寫著「Whoever finds this, I love you. Whoever finds this, I need you. I even got no one to talk to. So whoever finds this, I love you. 」
這是在車上廣播聽到的一首歌,很美的歌詞讓我聽完後忍不住哭了。If you finds me, pls don't forget to pick me up...
On the quiet street in the city
A little old man walked alone
Shuffling through the autumn afternoon
And the autumn leaves reminded him
Another summer's come and gone
He had a long long midnight ahead waiting for June
The among the leaves near an orphan's home
A piece of paper caught his eyes
And he stood to pick it up with trembling hands
And as he read the childish writing
The old man began to cry
'Cause the words burned inside him like a brand
"Whoever finds this , I love you
Whover finds this , I need you
I even got no one to talk to
So , whoever finds this , I love you"
Well , the old man's eyes searched the orphan's home
And came to rest upon a child
With her nose pressed up against the window pane
And the old man knew he'd found a friend at last
So he waved at her and smiled
And they both knew they'd spend the winter
Laughing at the rain
And they did spend the winter laughing at the rain ,
Talking through the fence ,
Exchanging little gifts they've made for each other.
The old man would carve toys,
And the little girl would draw pictures with beautiful ladies for him
And they laughed a lot.
But then one day, on the first of June,
The lttle girl ran to the fence -- the old man wasn't there.
And , somehow she knew he was never coming beck.
So she went back to her lttle room , took a crayon and wrote :
"Whoever finds this , I love you
Whover finds this , I need you
I even got no one to talk to
So , whoever finds this , I love you"
這是在車上廣播聽到的一首歌,很美的歌詞讓我聽完後忍不住哭了。If you finds me, pls don't forget to pick me up...
On the quiet street in the city
A little old man walked alone
Shuffling through the autumn afternoon
And the autumn leaves reminded him
Another summer's come and gone
He had a long long midnight ahead waiting for June
The among the leaves near an orphan's home
A piece of paper caught his eyes
And he stood to pick it up with trembling hands
And as he read the childish writing
The old man began to cry
'Cause the words burned inside him like a brand
"Whoever finds this , I love you
Whover finds this , I need you
I even got no one to talk to
So , whoever finds this , I love you"
Well , the old man's eyes searched the orphan's home
And came to rest upon a child
With her nose pressed up against the window pane
And the old man knew he'd found a friend at last
So he waved at her and smiled
And they both knew they'd spend the winter
Laughing at the rain
And they did spend the winter laughing at the rain ,
Talking through the fence ,
Exchanging little gifts they've made for each other.
The old man would carve toys,
And the little girl would draw pictures with beautiful ladies for him
And they laughed a lot.
But then one day, on the first of June,
The lttle girl ran to the fence -- the old man wasn't there.
And , somehow she knew he was never coming beck.
So she went back to her lttle room , took a crayon and wrote :
"Whoever finds this , I love you
Whover finds this , I need you
I even got no one to talk to
So , whoever finds this , I love you"
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