What Made My Baby Cry Trying to write a poem on this fearless day about what once made my baby cry . . . The same sun was beating down on your confused dream and you said this world was out of sync with your heart . . . How tight we held each other! Your tears tasted like honey dripping from a wounded flower Let this minute last, you said . . . But the world has never been so full of hope and joy You have never been so strong after the search on your own . . . The real story never changes! Now I can taste the honey again on this fearless day and I begin to know what made you cry . . . :: z.z. 2005 知凡 ; 这无畏的一日 试着写首诗 写首是什么曾 使我的宝贝哭泣的诗 . . . 同样的太阳跳动 落到你困惑的梦 你说这个世界的步履 在你的心之外 . . . 我们相拥多么紧！ 你的泪水甜如蜜 从受伤的花儿滴下 让这一时分永久，你说 . . . 但是世界从没有 如此圆满满是希望与喜悦 探寻你的自身之后 你从未有过的坚强 . . . 真正的故事不会改变！ 现在我能再次品尝蜜汁 在这无畏的一日 我开始了解是什么让你哭