愛的味道

　　雙腿殘障十五載的生涯，因為她的出現，讓我一直在改變，她讓我嘗試過生命中無數次的第一次。她是我在二百一十三天前，病重時，醫院認識的藥劑師。上個聖誕她邀請我去聖誕午餐。因為念她，愛她，我帶著自卑的心態，踏出人生第一步，勇敢地面對三百對的目光。在醫院最難嗅的是藥物氣味，但在她身上我卻感受到人情味。
　　這個情人節，是我第一次送花給女孩子，送花給她。粉紅色玫瑰很香，我在意的卻是她，希望花的芳芬，能代替我表達那不能說的三個字。我清楚知道這是永遠追求不到的夢想，但我感謝她讓我繼續編織這個夢。因為她，我相信生命就是希望，既使我與她此生無份在一起，以我一生愛她一世，會是我的承諾。
　　今天是我第一次吃「肉醬意粉」，更是我第一次吃她煮的食物。意大利麵配上酸中帶甜的醬料，別有一番風味。這是我今生難以忘記的味道，難以忘懷的更是她煮出的味道。愛她似如非一般的酸甜滋味，再酸，我也不會放棄愛她；再難，我也會繼續走下去，因為我愛她，我永愛静仪！愛其實是甜的。
　　我祈願著，在她六十歲生日的那一天，既使我在海角一處，她在天涯一方，彼此相約喝一杯淡淡的咖啡，而「愛的味道」卻是香濃的。我不太懂得偉大的愛，只知道能從「小愛」開始，惜愛眼前人，離婚、單親兒童的社會問題都會少很多。
　　也許在別人的眼中，我深愛她是一種無奈，但我卻幸運自己已確認尋到一生中最愛！願她一生幸福，是我一世的祝福！更願天下人尋得一心一意的真愛，同偕白首！


英譯版（小綿羊網友修正）[English Version (adjusted by my netfriend Sheep)]

The Flavor of Love

With both legs paralysed for 15 years, I have been changing ever since she appeared in my life. She has been letting me experiencing many first times in life. She is the pharmacist I met in hopsital 213 days ago, when I was seriously ill. Last Christmas, she invites me to the Christmas lunch. Because of missing her and loving her, I stepped out for the first time of my life, bravely confronted 300 pairs of eyes, despite of my lack of self-confidence. While the hospital was filled with the bad smell of drugs, all I could sense was her touch of humanity.

This Valentine's Day, I bought flowers for a girl for the first time of my life. I gave her the flowers. The pink rose was very fragrant, but all I cared was her. I hoped that the flower fragrance could replace the three words which I wanted to express, but not able to speak out. I clearly knew this is a forever unreachable dream, but I thank her for letting me continue to weave this dream. Because of her, I believed that life is hope. Even this life I can never be with her, I promise, I will love her forever.

Today is my first time eating "meat sauce spaghetti", it is also my first time tasting the food she cooks. The spaghetti was accompanied by a sauce which is both sour and sweet, the taste was very special. This is a flavor difficult to forget, what's more difficult to forget is the flavor of her cooking. The flavor of loving her is nothing trivial. Though sour, I will not give up loving her ; though difficult, I will keep going on, because I love her, I will love Ching Ye forever! Loves is actually sweet.

I am wishing, on the day of her 60th birthday, even we may slipt apart for long distance, we would gather to have some light coffee, in which "the flavor of love" is however heavy. I do not understand much about the great love for humanity, I only know to start with the most ordinary love, treasuring those around us, then social problems such as divorce and single-parent child would be much reduced.

Perhaps in others' eyes, my deep love for her is kind of helpless, but I feel lucky to find the love of my life! I wish her happy for the rest of her life! I also hope that all people can find the love of their life, and stay together until their hair turn white.

By Song Kok Chiang