关于食物的英语小诗（有中文翻译）

Father's hand
Warming sun
Massiness,strong
But I can't understand,what is love
Family is changing
I've always thought
Residual warm
Numbness of concern
Until today
I know what is true love
Way
In the past, I can't mature
Dad's white-haired
Mother's wrinkles
Like a knife stabbing in my heart
Even if I ascended the throne
But I cannot give their youth
I spend the rest of my time to
Giving their warm
Giving them love
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