El Aborto

My Dream, my World
I often dream the same dream:   I am driving together with my mother on a narrow high road. The birds are singing and flying around the car, the flowers are blooming on land looks beautiful, the wind blows in our hairs and on the blue waterfall.
This is a lovely dream from which I never want to wake up; is an unforgettable dream and I want to tell your; Pu Shu has a dream, “Gently you passed, like a gust of wind. The instant you touched me I suddenly want to go far far away, to see the colorful world with you”.   We have different dreams but meanwhile we have the same burden of our dreams.   That is like a car.   You want a car to fulfill this is my dream as a matter of fact, you are wrong because I have a car, the best car in the world, and the car is not Lincoln brand nor Mercedes Benz, but MOTHER”.
Obviously, my car is a special one, but it is made up of many things or parts and which we should to be more familiars. Firstly, I have   the best engine in the world. It is the mother´s heart. It can be started by children needs because children are mother´s haunts forever. A Mother´s heart because of a mother can be your supporting, can spur you forward. That is eternal.
In other hand I have the best steering heel.   That is like mother´s mouth
When I am lost it always points out the right direction; when I am in a trouble, it always gives me the best orientation
Moreover, the wheels are extremely important.   If a car has no wheels, how can it?   Roll like a ball or slip like a train? Here, I have wheels which will never be broken.   That is a type of mother´s BACK. Though it is not too strong, it can move or run mountains; though it is not too straight the road, it can straighten for me all the roads and streets. It rolled and rolled mother´s youth was rolled away while my youth blossoms on mother´s back. The cab is also unique. That is mother´s BOSOM When I am tired,   it always gives me the most warmest   embrace and conform; when lonely, it...