When we go home for the New Year, we must be able to restore what I was like when I was a teenager, and try to return to a certain appearance outside that is the workplace elite, the mall giant, back to the place of birth

When we come home for the New Year, we must be able to restore the original self

What it was like when I was a teenager, I tried to return to a certain look as much as possible

On the outside is the elite of the workplace, the giant of the mall, back to the place of birth, we all have to come back

If our parents are still living a hard and simple life, then we will lose the state of drunkenness outside, and if our parents are still cautious and humble, then we will have to lower our heads to the dust

It is not that we are really successful, our parents will be really happy, our great appearance will only make our parents happy on the surface, but in the depths of their hearts, the greater the distance from us, the more they will be lost

Fame and fortune, after all, are all floating clouds

The brilliance revealed in our bodies does not really soothe the loss in the hearts of our parents

In this life, we and our parents will eventually go farther and farther

Every time we see each other, it's just a dream

Big dreams of three thousand, always can not last long, will wake up at any time

When I woke up, I looked around dazedly, but it was the depths of the snowfield, lonely as snow

So don't blame our parents for always asking us to get up early

Don't blame the hygiene at home for not being clean enough, don't hate the taste of your mother's cooking too heavy, and don't blame them for always talking to you

Don't wash and wash the fruit that your parents have taken, and don't laugh at your parents for always being reluctant to throw away useless things

Don't scoff at the souvenirs that your parents forced into the car, and don't always remind your parents that you can buy anything

Don't try to reason with your parents, and don't always refute that your parents' thinking is too outdated and out of step with the times

When you go home, just be like a good boy, because this opportunity will eventually become less and less