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Where parents are, it's home

author:Sleepless nights

Parents are here, not far away. This is the ancient interpretation of home, because only where the parents are, is the real sense of home.

Nowadays, in order to live a better life, people choose to leave their hometowns and work hard outside, just to be able to earn a few more pieces of silver to improve their originally bad lives. But is this really what our family wants?

Since the day we were born, our parents have begun to encourage us to study hard, grow up to go to a good university, and then find a good job, don't go back to our hometown to do farm work facing the loess, and work hard to study, which is probably the road that many people hope for, and it is also the only way out for our children as farmers, right? Admittedly, we all worked hard, and according to our parents, we were admitted to college, found what others thought was good, and even settled outside, enjoying the conveniences of big cities. However, there are always some such "outliers" in these children, who are not willing to disappoint their parents and strive to achieve their set goals, but in their hearts, they hope to stay in the homeland where they gave birth to him and raise him, even if they do some humble farm work, it is the same happiness.

The other day I saw an essay about a successful person who lost his parents and settled in another country, he was invited to his hometown to attend the wedding banquet, but when he arrived at his hometown, he found that his former home, because there was no parent, had long been dilapidated, and when he met his neighbors, he also wanted to talk and stop, everyone knew that his home was gone, because his parents were no longer there, he was already a guest, but he who settled in a foreign country was also a guest... Of course, as he continues to grow, he has also become the father of his children, creating a warm harbor for his children. Even when we are working hard, have we encountered similar problems?

Life in the world, is constantly facing the choice of growing up, when we choose a life, but also lost another life, we need to be responsible for the road that has been chosen at the moment, do not complain, do not complain, and strive to move forward, no matter where we are, as long as there are parents where we are home!

Young people do not know the hometown is good, and old people know that homesickness is long.

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