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The two years that were stolen by the epidemic were most of their childhood

Sudden outbreak, unprepared lockdown.

Now, two years have passed.

These two years seem to be very short, so short that it seems that nothing has been done, and time has slipped away quietly;

These two years seem to be very long, so long that I think back to the time before the epidemic, and it is as long as if it was a matter of the previous life.

The last time I returned to China was nearly 3 years ago, when I was carrying a baby of more than 6 months.

When my relatives and friends in China saw her for the first time, they all liked it very much.

"The next time I come back, I'll walk, and it'll be more fun!" They said one after another.

My parents, too, smiled and closed their mouths, and their smiles were full of anticipation for the next meeting.

however.

Now she not only walks, but also rides, talks, and sings, but Grandma and Grandpa can only see her on the screen.

Every video chat says "wait for the epidemic to get better", who knows how long it will take.

The pandemic has stolen a lot of things: from the stranding of travel plans and the obstruction of academic work, to the yin and yang of the yin and yang of the loved ones. Without the epidemic, many people's lives would have been different.

And for young children, such as my daughter, the epidemic has stolen most of their childhood.

Just out of the infancy period that only eats and drinks Lasa, when there is a need for socialization, because the kindergarten is closed, I can only stay at home and miss the interaction with other small partners;

Although you can still go out and play, many offline activities for children have been cancelled, missing many opportunities to experience different things;

Even if you play outside, you don't always let you touch things everywhere, you have to keep disinfecting your hands, and you miss a lot of fun exploring the world...

I even missed the time of growing up with my parents.

I have a friend who took his young daughter back to China for the New Year before the outbreak and hasn't been back yet. The family was forced to live apart, and the daughter had to video chat with her father.

She said the daughter now thinks her dad lives on the phone. After this line, she made a "cover her face" expression.

Behind the seemingly playful words, I don't know how much heartache is hidden.

A few days ago, her circle of friends posted photos of her daughter celebrating Christmas with her daughter. She quietly hid the Christmas gift in the bed, and then told her daughter that it was sent by her father to Santa Claus across the ocean!

I was touched and relieved at that moment. If the epidemic is a war without smoke, then we are still trying to weave a beautiful fairy tale for children.

Just like "A Beautiful Life", in the dark concentration camp, the father, in order to protect his son's young mind, made up all the hardships into a game, so that he could continue to live innocently and happily under the Nazi haze.

If people can be so optimistic and hopeful in real war years, why can't we?

Winter is here again. I remembered the words again:

There is no winter that is insurmountable, and there is no spring that does not come.

There will always be a day when spring blossoms, and I hope that day will not be too far away.

The two years that were stolen by the epidemic were most of their childhood

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