孩子,在写这东西的时候,我还没认识你的妈妈。所以,我不曾见过你,不曾知道你是男是女,甚至不知道,你是否会真的来到这个世界。也许当你真能理解这东西时,我已经老得不合时宜,变成了你眼 Child, when writing this thing, I have not met your mother. So, I have never seen you, I never knew you were a man or a woman, I did not even know if you would really come to this world. Perhaps when you really understand this thing, I have become outdated, into your eyes