哥哥不在時，我可以到他的床上玩，不用怕他從天而降想跟我玩柔道。When Gaston is not here, I can play on his bed, without fearing him to jump on me in a judo style.哥哥不在時，我可以在沒有餅乾屑、樹枝、果實、小石頭(沒錯，這些都是哥哥的收集品)的乾淨地上玩。還可以偷玩他的小電子琴。還是我彈的比較好，哥哥都只會拿它來當卡拉ok，一直給我allez allez 的。
When Gaston is not here, I can play on the clean floor, without fearing being choked by wood sticks/nuts/pebbles that he collected from the neighborhoods. And, I can finally play his little piano with 'class' for once, not just some tasteless-endless-always-repeating karaoke.
可是，哥哥不在時，就沒有人可以這樣逗我笑了。快回來吧，哥哥。
But, when Gaston is not here, there wont be a clown that can make me laugh so happily.
(ps Gaston is due back from his holidays at grandparents' in... oh... a few hours... zut.)
2 comments:
Thank you for that little glimpse into your world of laughter and music. I can't believe how big R is already. How did gaston go at his grandparent's on his own?
話說,瓦斯桶該不會是在玩包起來遊戲給侯腮雷看吧???真是有趣啊!
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