“男孩?女孩?”医生问,在我面前是一个像比利时民族小英雄于廉尿童欧式浮雕般的小肉团。“男孩!”我微弱但坚定地回答。医生笑笑,把这肉团放在我胸前,因为是躺在床上,这肉团滑向我的脸,刹那间,我的眼泪刷地流出来……我的手有些软,把这肉团抱紧时却感到有无限力量,这是2001年,在香港玛丽医院妇产科产房发生的平凡一幕。我的小儿子出生了,至今那香气仍萦绕我身边,那情形恍如昨日。从在怀中吃奶到牙牙学语叫出爸妈,从看着他突然独立走出七步到背着书包笑容灿烂上幼儿园,甚至在海港城做迷你模特儿,与那么多影视巨星一起走T台,他给我的是无时无刻不在的感动,每一次,我们的拥抱都是母爱泛滥。 “Boy? Girl?” The doctor asked, before me is a small carnivorous European carved little meatball like a Belgian little hero. “Boy! ” I answered weakly but firmly. The doctor laughed and put the meatball on my chest because it was lying in bed and the meatball slipped to my face, and in an instant, my tears flowed out ... My hand was a little soft and the meat When the regiment is tight, but feel boundless strength, this is 2001, at the Mary Hospital of Hong Kong maternity ward occurred extraordinary scene. My little son was born, so far that aroma still linger around me, that situation seems like yesterday. From breastfeeding to babble in the arms called babbler, from watching him suddenly out of seven independent step to carry a bright smile on kindergarten kindergarten, and even in the Harbor City to do a mini model, and so many superstar go with T Taiwan, he touched me all the time touched, every time, our embrace is motherhood flooding.