Baby: After receiving the notice that your school is about to hold a solemn and solemn coming-of-age ceremony, my mother was very excited and deeply moved. Time flies so fast that inadvertently my Kang Er is 18 years old and has officially entered the ranks of adults. It also means that in another 200 days, you will leave your parents' arms and pack your bags and go away for your own broad prospects. Once at this age I did not feel the beauty of this age, now, looking back at the upcoming 18-year-old you, do you know how much I envy you, 18 years old ~ a prosperous age. 18 years old ~ an age when you can dream. Today, my mother will give you a few more nagging words in the form of letters, recall the experience of growing up with you, relive the good memories of the past, feel today's colorful life, and look forward to your more brilliant and beautiful tomorrow.
On October 26, 2004, you came to the little girl's cold house as promised. At that time, you were a "million fans", the return rate was 100%, no exaggeration, but anyone who saw you, without hugging the baby you, felt as if something was missing. So you began to be "proud", and the next few days Mom I was "in pain": from teeth and teeth to gushing, from toddler to running like a fly. You challenge your mother's patience and bottom line all the time.
Remember that? More than ten years ago, our family was a shop for mobile phones, and you more than once secretly opened the mobile phone box like a familiar road and peed recklessly inside, accelerating the pace of your old merchant mobile phone store gradually moving towards "extinction"; remember? When you were very young, you once followed the example of adults lighting candles and making wishes, hoping to experience the fun of celebrating a birthday. The candle that did not want to be lit fell, igniting the firewood in the next room, causing the flames to grab the window and smoke to rise. At that time, the situation scared me and your sister, both legs can sift chaff, but you boy did not play cards according to the routine, thinking that it was a cartoon and cheered happily. At that time, I once suspected that I had a mental retardation. It was also after that that that I spent every birthday of yours with the best I could; do you remember? On that cold and windy night, my mother went to deliver the goods, and after school you waited at the door as usual for me to come home, only to be brought back to her house by a strange woman with a kind heart to warm up, and did not leave me any clues to prove your safety. When I got home, I didn't see your shadow, I searched all the places you might be in, and it was late at night, and only the dim lights on the street accompanied me. I cried, I cried darkly, I cried my heart out. Until the figure of you carrying a large school bag slowly appeared in my line of sight from far to near, from small to large; remember? When I was in the third grade, there were a few "gluttonous little devils" who knew that our family was opening a shop and that pocket money was readily available, so they encouraged you to take money from home for their consumption. This behavior was not discovered until I washed your clothes, so the shadowless feet that I had practiced for many years finally came into play. Remember that? ......。 From the time you fell to the ground to the end of primary school, your mother has not been absent from your company in fourteen years, and at the same time, my mother also wants to thank you for expanding my unyielding, small intolerable is chaotic and big, and treats the realm of unfair things in life with a normal heart.
Yeah, you're grown up and about to be a man on top of the sky. The fleshy, chubby little dot was gone; the well-behaved baby who was waiting for his mother to come home and lie asleep in the doorway was gone; the little boy who came back from school and rushed to tell his mother about school was gone; in the past 14 years, there have been tears, there have been touches, there have been quarrels, and more laughter. Baby, thank you for accompanying me for fourteen years, having you by your side, making my parents' lives colorful, and having you by my side, making my mother feel a great sense of security.
Do you remember when you were in the beginning of your ascension, your father and I were very troubled and painstaking in order to create a good learning atmosphere for you in Liaocheng? We won. Remember when you were in high school, when our family of four was together to make a chicken head for you or to fight for you? Eventually you got your wish. Remember the choice we made when we read the liberal arts or sciences for you? We all agreed that since we had chosen, we would not regret it and work hard for it. You share our views.
Baby, entering the third year of high school, studying is very nervous, what do you want to eat when you come home, although I tell my mother, now I can only do a good job of logistics. Son, enjoy the study life of the third year of high school, and be able to study hard in the same trench like a comrade-in-arms and like a brother and sister, what a great fate! Think about how easy it is to go their separate ways in 200 days, how easy it is to get together again, and now you should feel happy. So cherish the minutes and seconds of the last period, don't do it as a chore, and don't compare with others, as long as today's you have progress compared to yesterday is the biggest gain. Looking back a few years later, you can proudly say: No regrets, senior year, I tried hard.
Mom, Dad and your sister look forward to your wonderful transformation and perfect presentation. Brother Kang, come on!!!!
November 12, 2021
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