上周翻出一篇用英文寫的隨筆，是我四年前帶著孩子們回上海后的第一個春天寫的。光陰荏苒！過幾天女兒就二十了，兒子也終于比我高出兩公分了！“年年歲歲花相似，歲歲年年人不同”女兒說按我的大小，我正式成為家里最可隨身攜帶的物品。這是多么不可思議的事情！
女兒去了美國后，我們都會偶爾思念我們仨一起在上海的日子。慶幸的是，四年過去，一切安好！而身邊這個小子雖然大了幾歲，其它一概沒變。這也多少讓我感到一絲絲時光永恒，歲月靜好。
春日周末的清晨
一如每一個周六的早晨，春天的早晨，今日也沒有什么不同。嘰喳的春鳥送來溫暖的晨光，漸漸喚醒我沉睡一宿的意識。我懶懶地睜開眼睛，隨意延伸著自己的身體，盡情地吐氣、吸氣，不由得想，“這是真的，我還活著，又一個美好的清晨。”
這咖啡的苦濃香，世間沒有任何事物可以比擬，唯有這咖啡的苦濃香，可以如此瞬間讓生活滲透我全身所有的知覺。我端起杯子，不緊不慢地，聞著它，啜飲，微笑著，哼著我心里的歌曲；任由那似乎無形的我浸泡在輕松溫暖的空氣中，任那滿足的感覺爬入我的靈魂，又傳回我這原本是物質的身體。
其實，我又度過了艱難的一周。但是現在它已經過去了，我們繼續往前推進，我們的項目，和我們的人生。
人生如此美好！是的，美好！那是因為我的寶貝天使們。其中一個還在床上做夢，那另一個，她剛向我揮手再見，帶著她天使般的微笑，臉上綻放的少女的甜美，一如春光四射。我那寶貝女兒去參加她的周六足球賽，她的身體似乎卷走了室內空氣中一部分珍貴的氧氣。女兒啊，我珍愛她每一寸柔美的頭發，她留下的每一個秀麗的腳印。我感謝上蒼，因我每天醒來，能知道我擁有她。我對她的愛，無法言盡，她無法想象。
我的心此時微笑著。我那天使般的男孩，那個懶懶的孩子，依然還懶在床上。他醒來的那一刻，我知道這房子將會充滿活力，或是充滿他小小的抱怨，或是他的那些關于人生的意義和追求的各種有意思的問題。那天使般的小子已經開始在很多事情上給我做顧問了。他問：“如果沒有時間花錢，那掙錢的意義是什么？”他說：“四十之后，你需要每隔一天鍛煉一小時，以保持體重。所以媽媽，如果你想減肥，停止思考，開始行動！”這孩子，真是一個小小的智者！我珍愛他閃閃發光的眼眸，他靈巧的身體的每一個的動作，他每一個發自內心的表情，不管是帶著沉默或著言語。我珍愛著他帶來的空氣中的甜蜜。感謝上蒼，因我每天醒來，能知道我擁有他。我對他的愛，無法言盡，他無法想象。
一如每一個周六的早晨，春天的早晨，今日也沒有什么不同。是的，我們在上海。今天的空氣非常清新，藍天白云。我們即將出門，淹沒在城里的人群中，然后在某一個不知名的咖啡館里悄悄浮現，我看著書，他做著作業，我們安靜地坐在陌生人中間，享受著內心的喜悅。
春光即逝，唯愛永恒。
湘偉
2013年3月16日，上海（英文）
2017年4月15日，上海（中文）
Spring Saturday Morning
Like every Saturday morning, in spring, today is no different. Awaken by the warm light, birds chirping, I stretch my body to the fullest extent, breathing in and out. It's real: I am alive, on another beautiful day!
The smell of coffee, nothing like the smell of coffee, brings life back to my senses. I can take my time, sipping, smelling, smiling and humming. Soaking in relaxed warm air, the feeling of contentment crawls up to my soul and spreads all over my body.
It was a difficult week after all. But it's behind now and we are moving ahead, with my projects, and life.
Life is good, because of my angels, one of them still in bed dreaming, the other one waived bye with a beautiful precious smile, her sweet teen face glowing whenever she smiles. My angel girl went to her Saturday soccer game, taking with her some precious part of the air in this house. I cherish every inch of her hair, every footstep she leaves behind. Thank God, I awaken every day, knowing that I have her. I love her more than she would ever know.
My heart is smiling at this moment. My angel boy, my lazy little boy, is still being lazy. The moment he wakes up, I know the house will be filled with energy, or maybe his little complaints, or maybe his special questions expressing his quest for meaning of things. My angel boy is already my advisor on a lot of things. He asks, “What's the point of making a lot of money if one doesn't have time to spend it?” He says, “After forty, you need to exercise one hour every other day to just maintain your weight. So mom, if you want to lose weight, stop thinking about it, act!” My little boy, he is such a wise guy! I cherish every blink of his sparkling eyes, every move of his sweet body, every expression, verbal or silent… I cherish the sweetness in the air in his presence. Thank God, I awaken every day, knowing that I have him. I love him more than he would ever know.
Like every Saturday morning, in spring, today is no different. Yes, we are in Shanghai. Today's air is extraordinarily clean, blue sky. We are about to go out and submerge in the crowds in town, and resurface in a nice café, with my book and his iPad, among total strangers, feeling happy.
March 16, 2013, Shanghai
Xiangwei
