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My name is Li Hua and I am 55 years old. I have an old house, which I bought with my life savings and sweat. This home used to be full of all my hopes and expectations for my family, but now, it has become a turning point in my life.
My daughter Xiaoyu just turned 25 this year and is the pearl in my eyes. From the moment she was born, I was determined to give her the best life possible. A few years ago, I promised to leave this home to her as a wedding room, and my heart was full of happiness when I thought about her getting married. Now, she is about to marry her boyfriend, Xiao Chen, and I thought I would be the most popular member of the family.
However, life after marriage was not as happy as I imagined. Xiao Chen is a city man with a modern mind and lifestyle, and he is impatient with some of my traditional Xi. He often complained in front of Xiaoyu, saying that the house was old, the community environment was poor, and he even hated that the home-cooked food I made was not exquisite enough. I endured the grievances in my heart and tried my best to adapt and change, but it seemed that I would never meet his standards.
What makes me sadest the most is that Xiaoyu has gradually changed under the influence of Xiao Chen. She started to get impatient with me, and sometimes even got angry at me. My existence seems to have become a stumbling block in their lives.
The turning point came on an ordinary afternoon. I remember that day I was sewing old clothes in the living room, Xiao Chen and Xiao Yu were talking in the room, they probably thought I couldn't hear and started talking about moving, saying that they wanted to find a more modern and suitable place for two people. Xiao Chen even said that I, an "old antique", was a burden to their new life. My heart was like a knife, but I didn't say anything, just quietly packed my things and walked out of the house full of memories.
I decided to move to an apartment for the elderly not far away. Although the environment is average, at least no one will dislike me anymore. At the apartment, I met other elderly people who had a similar experience to me. Uncle Zhang, an old man who loves to smoke and play chess, became fast friends with me. His daughter also sent him here for marriage. There is also Aunt Li, a widow who loves gardening, whose son emigrated abroad and left her alone.
We used to sit on the balcony, drinking tea and chatting about our stories. Although the fates are different, we all have a common theme: being let down by family affection and forgotten by the times. Still, we strive to find joy in life, support each other, and spend our old age together.
And my daughter and son-in-law, they moved to a new home and started what they call a modern life. I occasionally receive calls from Xiaoyu, she always talks on the phone that she is busy with work and has a good life, but I can feel that her words do not have the intimacy and warmth as before. I knew she had been completely engulfed in that fast-paced, high-stress life.
My story is a microcosm of an ordinary old man in modern society. My hopes, my home, everything about me, have been changed by a so-called modern life. I don't hate my daughter and son-in-law, it's just that sometimes, I really miss that home full of warmth and love in the past.
One day, Xiaoyu suddenly called me and said that she had a quarrel with Xiao Chen and wanted to come to see me. I knew that no matter what happened, she still used me as a safe haven. I was both happy and a little apprehensive in my heart, after all, this was the first time she had taken the initiative to come back to see me since marrying Xiao Chen.
When the light rain came, the circles under his eyes were red, and he had obviously cried. I didn't ask much, just sat quietly next to her, waiting for her to speak. She leaned on my shoulder, just like when she was a child, and finally said the grievances in her heart. The conflict between her and Xiao Chen is not a day or two, but the result of the accumulation of life Xi, values and other problems. And this time, it was because Xiao Chen wanted her to quit her job and stay at home full-time, and she was unwilling to give up her job.
I listened, and my heart was mixed. As a mother, I certainly want my daughter to be happy, but at the same time, I also understand that everyone has their own life choices. I told her that no matter what, I would support her and hope that she could live the way she wanted.
That night, Xiaoyu stayed to have dinner with me, and we watched TV and chatted together, just like before. Although it was only one night, it felt like a return to the warm time of the past. The next day, Xiaoyu returned to her life, and I, too, returned to my loneliness.
As the days passed, my life in the senior living apartment gradually became regular. Uncle Zhang taught me how to play chess, and Aunt Li shared her gardening experience with me. Together, we organized a small book club and the occasional walk in the park. Although life is uneventful, this tranquility and simplicity make me feel satisfied.
Just as I was getting used to this new life, the light rain appeared in front of my door again. This time, she brought a piece of news: she and Xiao Chen divorced. I was shocked and worried. But looking at her determined eyes, I knew she had made a decision.
Xiaoyu started a single life, and I did my best to support and help her. She also gradually regained her old smile and confidence. She often came to visit me, sometimes bringing some food that I liked to eat, and sometimes we would go for a walk in the park together. I have found that although life has given us many unsatisfactory things, as long as we face them bravely, there will always be a turnaround.
In the process, the relationship between Xiaoyu and me was slowly repaired. We are no longer the mother and daughter who only know how to complain about each other, but we have become real friends and supporters. I tell her about my routine, my friends, my little joys, and she shares her work and life.
Once, Xiaoyu took me to her newly rented apartment. It was a bright, cosy little home, small but lovingly furnished. Seeing her busy there, my heart was filled with relief. She finally found her own life, and I found my place in this peaceful old age.
The days passed like this, and in the blink of an eye, it was the season of spring again. I sat on the balcony of my apartment with a book in my hand and the laughter of Uncle Zhang and Aunt Li in my ears. I looked up into the distance and thought to myself, no matter what life gives us, as long as we have a strong heart, we can always find our own happiness.
With the arrival of spring, life in the apartment also becomes more active. Both Uncle Zhang and Aunt Li seemed in good spirits, and our small group welcomed several new members. Everyone brings their own story with us, and together we share the past and discuss the future. My life, although simple, is also full of warmth and hope.
The light rain also varies greatly. After the divorce, she became more independent and strong. She often told me that it was I who gave her the courage to face the unhappiness of life. Watching her become more confident and cheerful day by day, my heart is becoming more and more relieved.
But life is always full of surprises. Just when everything seemed to be going in a good direction, Xiaoyu's company suddenly declared bankruptcy. This was undoubtedly a huge blow to her. During that time, she soaked in job search websites and interviews almost every day, but the market was highly competitive, and it was difficult to find a satisfactory job.
I tried my best to comfort her, telling her not to give up hope, and at the same time helping her find a job opportunity together. In the process, I saw a different Xiaoyu from the past, a more tenacious and unyielding woman. Despite the difficulties, she did not back down, but faced it bravely.
Finally, after months of hard work, Xiaoyu found a new job. Although the salary and position are not as good as before, she is still grateful. She knows that every job is an opportunity to learn and grow Xi. I am very proud of her, and I am also pleased with her persistence and courage.
After Xiaoyu's work stabilized, I also started a new attempt. The people in the apartment knew that I loved writing, and they encouraged me to write down my experiences and feelings over the years. I started my writing career, at first just documenting the little things of the day, but gradually, I found myself more and more immersed in it.
I wrote about my dreams when I was young, the joys and sorrows of being a mother, and the feelings of my later life. Words have become a way for me to express myself and heal myself. Whenever a new work is completed, I will share it with Xiaoyu and my friends in the apartment, and their encouragement and recognition give me unlimited motivation.
Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, it was another year. Xiaoyu came to the apartment with her new colleagues and threw a small New Year's party for us. Looking at the way she and her friends laughed, and the happiness on the faces of her old friends in the apartment, I felt more satisfied and happy than ever.
Although life sometimes brings us challenges and difficulties, as long as there is love and hope, we can find the strength to move forward. Xiaoyu and I, as well as everyone in the apartment, are all writing our own stories and drawing our own rainbows in our own way.
Spring goes to autumn, and time passes quietly inadvertently. Life in the apartment is still calm and orderly, and each of us is slowly moving forward on our own life trajectory. I continued my writing, immersing myself in the world of words that I had constructed every day, which gave me a great sense of spiritual satisfaction and accomplishment.
Xiaoyu's life is also becoming more and more stable. She excelled in her new role and slowly gained recognition from her colleagues and superiors. She has learned to find a balance between busyness and life, and while life is still challenging, she has been able to take it more calmly.
By chance, I learned that the community center was hosting a writing contest for seniors to encourage residents to record their own stories. Encouraged by my friends, I decided to participate. I picked some of my favorite works and re-polished and edited them.
In the process of preparing the work, I am not only looking back at the past, but also sorting out my emotions and experiences. Each piece carries a period of my life, with laughter, tears, regrets, and happiness. When I submitted these entries to the competition organizers, my heart was filled with anticipation and nervousness.
The result of the contest was beyond my expectations, and I won the first prize for one of my stories about the love between mother and daughter. As I stood on the podium with the certificate in my hand and looked at the applause and encouragement, I felt more proud and happy than ever. It's not just a recognition of my writing, it's an affirmation of my life experience and emotional depth.
Xiaoyu is also immensely proud of me, and she took my work with her to show her friends and colleagues, telling them what an amazing person her mother was. Seeing her so proud and proud, I know that all these years of hard work and perseverance are worth it.
Over time, my work spread through the community, and more and more people came to the apartment to hear my stories in person. I am also happy to share that I tell them about my experiences, my thinking, and my understanding of life. These exchanges made me feel very fulfilled and happy, and I found that I was not only sharing stories, but also passing on the wisdom and courage of life.
On days like this, my relationship with Xiaoyu has become closer and closer. She often came to visit me, sometimes to listen to my stories, and sometimes to discuss her work and life together. There are no barriers between us, only deep understanding and support.
The years continue to pass, and our lives move slowly forward in such peace and joy. I know that no matter what the future holds, as long as we have a strong heart and cherish our relationship with each other, we will be able to face all challenges and changes bravely.
Life has taught me many lessons, as well as countless laughs and tears. Now, I just want to be able to continue my writing, continue to document my life every day, and share my story with more people. Such a life is simple, but full of meaning and happiness. I look forward to every tomorrow, to every new story, because I know that this is what belongs to me, a beautiful and real life.
As the years went by, my life in the senior apartment became more and more fulfilling. Every day, in addition to writing, I also get involved in various community activities. We sometimes organize small trips to nearby hills or lakes to enjoy the beauty and tranquility of nature. These activities not only enriched my life, but also allowed me to meet more interesting people, and my social circle expanded unexpectedly.
Xiaoyu's life is also full of new developments. After a period of adjustment, she began to find her rhythm in her new role. Her life gradually stabilized and she smiled more. Sometimes, she brings her colleagues or friends to the apartment for our events, and their presence always brings some fresh air to this calm place.
However, just when everything seems to be going well, life always has its unpredictable turns. One ordinary afternoon, I suddenly felt dizzy and then passed out. When I woke up, I found myself lying in a hospital bed, with Xiaoyu anxiously guarding the bedside. The doctor told me that I was unwell due to excessive fatigue and old age, and that I needed to rest and recuperate.
This sudden illness made me realize that despite my youthful mind, my body has quietly reminded me of my advanced age. I began to pay more attention to my health and adjusted the pace of life and work. I can't be as prolific as I used to, but I still enjoy writing.
Xiaoyu became more attentive and considerate during this time. She would visit me regularly and help me with some of my daily affairs. Our relationship has become even closer since this incident. I feel extremely blessed to have her company and support at this time.
During my recovery, I received blessings and encouragement from friends and readers from all over the world, either as neighbors in senior housing or as people who knew me through my work. Every letter, every phone call, touched me. I realized that my life and work have touched the hearts of many people over the years.
After recovering, I returned to my apartment. Although I can't be as active as I used to, I still maintain an optimistic and positive attitude. I started volunteering more in the apartment to help the elderly who needed more care than I did. It's hard work, but every time I see their smiling faces, I feel that all the hard work is worth it.
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it is the end of the year. During this year, I experienced the ups and downs of life, but more than that, it was harvest and growth. I cherish my relationships with my family and friends even more, and I understand the preciousness of life even more.
At the end of the year, I decided to write a book about my life experiences. This book not only records my personal journey, but also my thoughts and feelings about life, family, love, and friendship. Xiaoyu and my friends in the apartment were very supportive, they helped me organize my materials and reminisce about the past.
Writing is a long and difficult process, but I am motivated whenever I think about the inspiration and emotion that this book might bring to readers. I hope my story inspires those who struggle with difficulties and challenges and lets them know that as long as they don't give up, there is always hope.
The years have not been forgiving, but I still hold on to my dreams and loves. Life has given me countless gifts, and my greatest wish is to be able to pass these gifts on to more people through my words. I believe that as long as you have love and dreams in your heart, no matter how old you are, you can live the wonderful life you want.
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