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For My Beloved Brother




溫嵐-同手同腳

還記得 小小年紀
松開我的手迷失的你
在人群里 看見你一邊哭泣 手還握著冰淇淋
有時候 難過生氣
你總有辦法逗我開心
依然清晰 回憶里那些曾經有笑有淚的光陰
我們的生命先后順序 在同個溫室里
也是存在在這個世界 唯一的唯一
未來的每一步一腳印
踏著彼此夢想前進
路上偶爾風吹雨淋
也要握緊你的手心
未來的每一步一腳印
相知相惜相依為命
別忘記之間的約定
我會永遠在你身邊陪著你!

還記得 小小年紀
松開我的手迷失的你
在人群里 看見你一邊哭泣 手還握著冰淇淋
有時候 難過生氣
你總有辦法逗我開心
依然清晰 回憶里那些曾經有笑有淚的光陰
我們的生命先后順序 在同個溫室里
也是存在在這個世界 唯一的唯一
未來的每一步一腳印
踏著彼此夢想前進
路上偶爾風吹雨淋
也要握緊你的手心
未來的每一步一腳印
相知相惜相依為命
別忘記彼此的約定
我會永遠在你身邊陪著你!
OH..
未來的每一步一腳印
踏著彼此夢想前進
路上偶爾風吹雨淋
也要握緊你的手心
未來的每一步一腳印
相知相惜相依為命
別忘記彼此的約定
我會永遠在你身邊陪著你!

現在我唱的這首歌曲
給我最親愛的弟弟
在我未來生命之旅
要和你同手同腳同走下去

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Landy's 同手同腳 was sang especially for her younger brother.
I thought it is really touching and I came to a realization that I seldom
blog about my younger brother...


He is Vincent, my brother :)

us.

me, Vincent, and second sister, Josephine..

not because he is not dear to me...
not because I hate him or whatsoever...
not that I am not proud of him.

Indeed, I am really proud of him...

He was the one who broke my family's record of not having any medals in sports and much more...

From young, I loved playing with him.
I loved seeing him play Taekwondo(?) and would sincerely be happy with him when he goes up to another level.
I loved hearing him share about school.
I loved fetching him at the school bus drop off area.
I loved playing a teacher in his life that it became a 'he-was-being-forced' thingy.
I loved being that someone who will share his joy and sorrows.
Basically, I love seeing him growing up, being part of his life.


However, things are not the same as he gradually grows up, till a 15 year old Secondary 3 student now...

I kind of forgot when was the last time we had proper talk, though we still have short conversations...
even when it started it good, either he will be irritated by my advices which he treats it like I am talking nagging away or I will question him why he answered me in such an unwilling way with like: 'hmm.'

it is indeed a constant challenge to learn to love him.
beyond all the things he failed to do,
all the heartaches caused,
all the lies he had spoken
...

i must sincerely with all my heart say that it is God. It is God that gave and giving me the courage not to give up to be a better sister to him. It is Him who gives me renewed strength,
although I often was led by my emotions...

I am not perfect but He is faithful...

The Greatest Gift (1 Corinthians 13)
1 Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I have become sounding brass or a clanging cymbal. 2 And though I have the gift of prophecy, and understand all mysteries and all knowledge, and though I have all faith, so that I could remove mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. 3 And though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor, and though I give my body to be burned,[a] but have not love, it profits me nothing.
4 Love suffers long and is kind; love does not envy; love does not parade itself, is not puffed up; 5 does not behave rudely, does not seek its own, is not provoked, thinks no evil; 6 does not rejoice in iniquity, but rejoices in the truth; 7 bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.
8 Love never fails. But whether there are prophecies, they will fail; whether there are tongues, they will cease; whether there is knowledge, it will vanish away. 9 For we know in part and we prophesy in part. 10 But when that which is perfect has come, then that which is in part will be done away.
11 When I was a child, I spoke as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child; but when I became a man, I put away childish things. 12 For now we see in a mirror, dimly, but then face to face. Now I know in part, but then I shall know just as I also am known.
13 And now abide faith, hope, love, these three; but the greatest of these is love.






I love you, Vincent Cheang Ding Lun... you are the best brother one could ever ask for... :)


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