After returning from Qingdao, at the airport I bought a few bags of Shandong specialties - Shandong sorghum dumplings, childhood memories, childhood emotions, are integrated into the fragrance of sorghum dumplings.
In a day in Qingdao, I learned a lot of mysteries that I didn't know, and I wanted to unravel and things that had always puzzled me, and I was relieved. This makes me re-examine the world, re-understand how to communicate, understand, tolerate between people, and more importantly, try to help others as much as possible, even if it is your little effort, maybe just a thoughtful word, when others are cornered, it is a great help.
The plane took off, looking through the window, looking at the ground beneath my feet, mottled and dotted with light, and I was much more relaxed than when I came, and it was worth the trip. My mother's wish at that time, the two teardrops on my mother's cheeks, and what my mother always said: When I am well and the spring is warm, I will go to Qingdao to see your uncle. The view outside became blurred.
More than forty years have passed, and my mother's wish has been fulfilled, rest assured, Mother! Uncle had a great time!
