致我的外公"張廷福"先生,給予所有後人的一切。
1928/03/20 - 2025/07/09
一雙粗糙的手,袂寫詩,
卻慢慢寫咱的每一日。
風吹的時陣,咱才瞭解,
原來生活,是彼人無聲的詩。
A pair of rough hands never wrote poems,
but slowly penned each day of our lives.
Only when the wind began to blow, did I understand—
life itself was their silent poem.
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