In my distant memory, there were so many endless nights when I would sit in front of the hearth door and stare at the burning flames through the cracks under the iron lid, falling asleep in my mother's arms. "
在遙遠的記憶中，多少個無盡的夜晚，就在火門前，透過鐵蓋的細縫，望著熊熊火光，安穩地在母親懷裡睡去。」