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🕊️《外婆的黄莺手绢》 序🕊️

很久很久以前，
在一个还不允许自由恋爱的年代。
婚姻不是两个人的选择，
而是父母的一句话。
外婆年轻的时候，
也曾深深爱过一个人。
他们从小一起长大，
一起在田埂上奔跑，
一起在河边看晚霞。

那时候或许还不懂什么是爱情，
只是觉得
只要看见对方，
世界就亮了。
后来有一天，
那个男孩送给外婆一条手绢。
那是一条很普通的手绢，
角落绣着一只小小的黄莺。

他说：
“黄莺会飞很远，
但总会回来。”
他们以为长大以后，
就会顺理成章地在一起。
就像春天会来，
河水会流。
可是那个年代，
爱情并不属于年轻人。

外婆后来被许配给了另一个人。
那一夜，她曾经想过私奔。
但当她看见
那个一直跟在她身后的弟弟，
紧紧拉着她的衣角睡着了。
她没有走。
她把那条绣着黄莺的手绢
悄悄收进箱子里。
那一夜，
她把爱情
留在了青春里。

很多很多年以后，
外婆患上了失智症。
很多事情她都忘了，
却一直在找一条手绢。
一条绣着黄莺的手绢。
我们才知道，
那是她年轻时的定情信物。

在外婆离开世界前的那几天，
她常常看着门口。
她说：
“他来看我了。”
“他说，要带我走。”
那一刻我们忽然希望
如果这一生无法相恋，
那就让他们在另一个世界，
终于可以牵着手，
走在一起。

也许在很远很远的地方，
有一只黄莺正在飞。
而外婆终于
跟着它飞走了。
去找那个
等了她一生的人。

🕊️ Preface to The Oriole Handkerchief's 🕊️

Long, long ago,
in a time when love was not a choice.
Marriage was not decided by two hearts,
but by a single word from parents.
When my grandmother was young,
she once loved someone deeply.
They grew up together,
running along the rice fields,
watching the sunset by the river.

Back then,
perhaps they did not yet understand
what love truly meant.
They only knew one simple feeling
when they saw each other,
the world became bright.
One day,
the boy gave her a handkerchief.
It was nothing special,
just a simple cloth.
But in one corner,
a tiny oriole was embroidered.
He told her:
“An oriole may fly very far,
but it will always return.”
They believed that when they grew up,
they would naturally end up together.
Just like spring always returns,
and rivers always flow.

But in those days,
love did not belong to the young.
My grandmother was later promised
to another man.
That night,
she thought about running away.
She truly did.
But when she saw
her little brother sleeping beside her,
his small hand clutching the edge of her clothes
she stayed.
She folded the handkerchief
with the little embroidered oriole
and quietly placed it inside a box.
That night,
she left her love
in her youth.

Many, many years later,
my grandmother developed dementia.
She forgot many things.
But she kept searching
for one handkerchief.
A handkerchief
with a small embroidered oriole.
That was when we learned
it was the token of her first love.

In the last few days
before she left this world,
she often looked toward the door.
She said softly,
“He came to see me.”
“He said he would take me with him.”
And in that moment,
we suddenly wished
if they could not love each other
in this lifetime,
then perhaps in another world
they could finally
hold hands
and walk together.

Somewhere far away,
perhaps an oriole is still flying.
And at last,
my grandmother followed it.
To find the one
who had waited for her
all his life.

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歌词/ Lyrics
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那年河边的风
还在吹
像青春
从未走远

河边的风轻吹
吹乱你的头发
你站在桥头笑着
像春天刚刚到达
田埂很长很长
我们走得很慢
未来像天空一样
大得没有遗憾

你递给我手倦
角落绣着黄莺
你说等我们长大
它会陪我飞远
那时候的我们
不懂什么是命运
只相信两个人
就能走到永远

可是红灯笼一挂
青春就被带走
父母的一句话
改写一生的路口

我差一点就跟你走
差一点就不回头
命运却把我留下
让时间慢慢带走
如果那年牵住手
如果那夜不放手
这一生会不会
少一点
遗憾
那条黄莺手倦
还在等
我们重逢

后来我成了妻子
成了孩子的母亲
五个孩子的笑声
填满一整个家门
日子慢慢走远
像河水流过黄昏
没有说出口的名字
被岁月轻轻封存
有些故事没人问
后来慢慢变沉默
只有那条旧手倦
陪我走了一生

我差一点就跟你走
差一点就不回头
命运却把我留下
让时间慢慢带走
如果那年牵住手
如果那夜不放手
这一生会不会
少一点
遗憾
那条黄莺手倦
还在等
我们重逢

直到记忆开始迷路
很多事情都忘了
却一直在找
那条黄莺手倦
他们问我为什么
因为那是
我最放不下的人

我差一点就跟你走
差一点就到白头
差一点这一辈子
就只有你在等候
如果人生能回头
如果还能再相逢
那条黄莺手倦
会不会
带我找到
等我
一生的人

那条旧旧的手倦
黄莺还在飞着
如果生时不能相恋
也许死后
我们终于
可以相拥

The river wind that year
still softly blows
Like our youth
that never really goes
By the riverside breeze
your hair in the air
You stood smiling on the bridge
like spring had just arrived there
The fields stretched endlessly
we walked slow through the land
The future looked so wide
like the sky in our hands

You gave me a handkerchief
with a yellow bird sewn
You said when we grow older
it will help me fly home
Back then we were too young
to know what fate could be
We believed two loving hearts
could live eternally

But when the red lanterns rose
our youth was taken away
One word from our parents
changed the path of that day

I almost ran away with you
almost never looked behind
But destiny kept me here
while time erased our time
If that night we held on tight
if our hands refused to part
Would this lifetime carry less
of this quiet broken heart
That little oriole handkerchief
still waits in memory
Waiting for the day
you return to me

Later I became a wife
a mother in this home
Five children filled the house
their laughter overgrown
The days slowly drifted
like rivers into dusk
Your name that I once whispered
was buried under dust
Some stories no one asks
they slowly fade away
Only that old handkerchief
walked with me every day

I almost ran away with you
almost never looked behind
But destiny kept me here
while time erased our time
If that night we held on tight
if our hands refused to part
Would this lifetime carry less
of this quiet broken heart
That little oriole handkerchief
still waits in memory
Waiting for the day
you return to me

Now my memories wander lost
so many things are gone
But I keep searching still
for that handkerchief alone
They ask me why I need it
why it means so much to me
Because it holds the one
I could never set free

I almost grew old with you
almost shared a lifetime through
Almost every single day
would have started next to you
If this life could turn around
if our paths could meet once more
Would that little oriole handkerchief
lead you to my door
That worn and faded cloth
the yellow bird still flies
If we could not love in life
maybe in the sky
we will finally
hold each other
once again