On that day, my father passed away, and the family was solemn. To my surprise, my mother behaved unusually calmly, which made me feel an inexplicable doubt. As far back as I can remember, my father and mother did not have a good relationship, and quarrels and conflicts between them became almost commonplace. I always thought that my mother's relief would be felt by my father's departure, but her indifference made me start to re-examine their relationship.
While sorting through my father's belongings, a dusty box caught my eye. The box was engraved with the mother's name, and next to it was an unfamiliar name, encircled by a heart-shaped pattern. Curiosity drove me to open the box, which contained a pile of yellowed letters and a couple of worn-out diaries.
I picked up a letter, the handwriting was blurred, but I could vaguely tell it was my mother's handwriting. The letter mentions a man named Ah Jun, whose mother's description of him is full of affection and nostalgia. I have never heard my mother mention this Ah Jun. I opened the diary and read it page by page, and the memories of my mother's youth and Ah Jun gradually unfolded in front of my eyes. They used to be childhood sweethearts, but the tricks of fate made them miss out. Ah Jun left for the country, and his mother married his father under the arrangement of the family.
Reading this, I can't help but feel a mixed emotion in my heart. It turned out that her mother also had such an innocent love, and she did not have no choice, but chose to compromise. It dawned on me that my mother's coldness towards my father was probably not without reason, and that the person in her heart may never have left.
This discovery gave me a deeper understanding of my mother. She is not an indifferent person, but a poor person who is played by fate and bound by emotions. She has a deep emotion hidden in her heart, and this emotion has become an insurmountable gap between her and her father.
I couldn't help but think about what love is, is it the passion and impulse of my youth, or is it the insipidity and perseverance after the precipitation of the years? Perhaps, love is not just a matter of two people, it also involves many aspects such as family, responsibility and society. Under the pressure of reality, sometimes we have to make compromises and choices, and these choices often have unforeseen consequences.
At the same time, I also began to reflect on the way we treat our parents. We often ignore their inner world and emotional needs, focusing only on their material life and physical health. However, parents are also human beings, and they also have their own emotional worlds and past experiences. We should pay more attention to their inner needs and give them more love and support.
In closing, I would like to say that everyone has their own past and story, and we should respect and understand their choices and experiences. For a mother, her past may be full of regret and helplessness, but we should also respect her choice and give her more love and support. After all, she is our dearest person and one of the most important people in our lives.
In this noisy society, we may not be able to fully understand everyone's inner world and emotional needs. But we can try to pay attention to them, understand them, and support them. Only in this way can we build more harmonious and beautiful interpersonal relationships and make the world a warmer and better place.
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