Worrying is the warmest emotion
Today my daughter embarked on the road back to Hangzhou, and since my daughter went to Shanghai for internship in the second half of her sophomore year, I have experienced another realm of life: "concern". Concern is eternal, is a warmth, is a thought, not because of the distance, not because of time, the distance is only the footsteps, but the interval is constantly missed, although time passes, but can not take away the parents of the children of the concern, there is no distraction, no time limit.
Once upon a time, my daughter grew from a child who learned to speak to a big girl. Slowly, the grown daughter is no longer impatient with the nagging of her parents, as a parent, she just hopes that her children will not take too many detours, do their best for everything, do not dismiss and lose themselves.
Once upon a time, my daughter began to complain about the injustice of this society and that she was too tired to live. As everyone knows, life is not easy, to go through ups and downs, no one is smooth sailing. As a parent, I just hope that my daughter will improve herself in her growth, understand that her parents are hard-hearted, adhere to the original intention, and forge ahead.
Once upon a time, my daughter began to like to compare herself with the people around her, and asked too much. I hope that my daughter understands that her parents can only accompany them on the road of life, and everything needs to be worked on by themselves. Parents can't give everything, can only do their best, can't meet all the requirements. On the road of life, live yourself, and have more understanding and tolerance for others.
Maybe worrying is like a kite that can't break free, and worrying is like a stitch that grinds on the sole.
Perhaps the concern is a cup of rich emotional jelly; it is a blessing to cherish others; only by experiencing the bittersweet and bittersweet in life will it add a strong color to life.
The mother's hand is threaded, and the wanderer's body is clothed. The seams are tightly sewn, and I am afraid that I will be late. Whoever says anything will be rewarded with three Chunhui.
May the wanderer treat everything in the world indifferently, laughing at the wind and rain. Cherish the time spent with your parents for the rest of your life, go home more freely, sit with them, walk around, drink tea, chat, and don't let your parents have too many worries.
