Black pen, sketch your face, the night wind carried me over the mountain plain, pickuptime of the debris, happy bonding fragments.
用黑色的笔，勾画你的容颜，夜风携带我飞越高山平原，拾起时光的碎片，粘合快乐片段。
2
Would you be able to pick them up in time?
你能及时接走他们吗？
3
When your children throw her spoon on the floor for the sixth time as you try to feed her, and you say, "That's?enough! I?will?not?pick?up?your?spoon?again!"