Afraid of no return, afraid of empty joy, afraid of not coming from you... There is love that gives rise to sorrow, there is love that gives rise to fear, and if you are separated from the lover, there is no worry or fear. But who in this world's parents can truly be separated from their lovers, and their love must be entrusted to their children, no matter how long the road ahead.
In this world, we have people who are looking and waiting, there are people who rejoice when they think of their names, and at the time of the New Year's Festival, we sweep the court, let the windows of the home be clear, put flowers, put candy cakes, and wait for those who have their hearts and minds.
As soon as he came, all the clouds dispersed, revealing a clear blue sky, and the sun changed to the color of sunflowers. You are my child, no matter how many years have passed, you are my child, whether you have lived together or not, you will always be my child, even if you are taller than me, weigh more than me, and there are wrinkles in the corners of your eyebrows.
Li Qingzhao said: Seeking and seeking, cold and cold, miserable and miserable, and your mother is: seeking and seeking, sorrow and joy, warm and warm. When she hugged you, she also hugged those more than ten thousand unknown days.
From then on, the wait was long or short. All the delicious food in the family should be left to you, but also to your wife and children, and what happy things should be told to you, so that you can share a little warmth between relatives.
Creation and creation of people, reunion and separation are all decided by fate, love is like a spring wind, every year blowing on both sides of the Green River, but also blowing the flowers on the red mountain. Knowing that you are in this world, there is infinite sentimentality and infinite gratitude in your heart, ask: Have you had a good life over the years? I couldn't cry anymore, and my tears blurred.
Since then, the waiting has begun, the time has passed long, and there is still a distance between relatives and relatives. Parents are waiting in their hometown, children and grandchildren have been living in a foreign land for many years, all dandelions, no matter how far they float, must finally return to the earth, in order to produce green shoots and yellow flowers in the spring of the next year.
There are many parents in ancient times, as parents, there is an inexhaustible heart, not that they are energetic, but that they have concerns in their hearts, always hoping that their children can be stronger than themselves, always hoping that their children will be safe and smooth, no disease and no disaster.
Always thinking about how to give for their children, never willing to take, this is the parents. Therefore, the Spring Festival should give red envelopes to the younger generations, and before the Mid-Autumn Festival, two red envelopes should be wrapped for the grandchildren, and even, they are still thinking about it, and they are worried about the wedding of the child's uncle, and they are afraid that they will not succeed, and they want to pay the red envelope first... Loving his son, but also loving the people around him, all the people and things related to his son are important in the eyes of parents.
Spring grass is green every year, cherry season is red, parents' hearts have never changed, no matter how long the time interval, and no matter whether the strange feeling has been completely washed away by the rain of time, they are all crazy people, they will enlighten themselves, they will command themselves to love their children.
This pair of parents is different from most parents, ordinary parents can accept that their children are in a foreign country, and they have enough to get together every New Year's Festival, because their children who have been in pain since childhood have a lot of good times to remember, and there are also constant intimacy in the middle, and there are wisps of sweet concern.
It is precisely because they do not have such a thousand intimate days with their children, so they cherish the time together, want to stretch a little longer, stretch a little longer, grow enough to make up for those warm times that are lost forever.
Many parents naturally understand this intention, so they also like to watch those pictures of reunion, reunion time, and hope that the gaps of these decades can be filled by love and can plant flowers and willows in the new time.
The Xi'an baby who had lost 32 years, he returned to the arms of his parents and mother, accompanied their old life, accompanied the old father to do some drip, accompanied the old mother to play snowball, talked and laughed, and played, as if there had never been a long isolation in 32 years.
Afraid of no return, afraid of empty joy, afraid of not coming from you... There is love that gives rise to sorrow, there is love that gives rise to fear, and if you are separated from the lover, there is no worry or fear. But in this world, who can truly leave the lover, their love, must be entrusted to their children, in order to rest assured, no matter how long the road ahead, will be on the road.