Silence is better than sound

Long Yingtai mentioned a detail that impressed me deeply

Her mother was already senile and dementia, and when she went to Pingtung to visit her mother, she bought a lot of nail polish of different colors to spend time in the bedroom with her mother, because her mother loved beauty when she was young.

"Pour the sheep oil you brought back from New Zealand into the palms of your hands, and gently rub these hands that were once toiling and exposed, but now the lamp is exhausted... I 'manipulated' her carefully and meticulously, and she quietly "at my mercy" we couldn't talk, but I realized that who said that talking was the only way to get along?"

Who says talking is the only way to get along? That's right. Two days ago I had a bad cold, my son had a cold, I could lie in bed and rest, he had to do his homework, but he wanted someone to accompany him. So he moved his homework to my room, sat on the edge of the bed, and leaned back on the bed for a while. I reached out from the bed and touched his head, without speaking, and it was also a silent communication.

My husband and son played a game of sightings every day for many years. My family lives on the seventh floor, since elementary school, my son carried his school bag to school alone, and the husband stood at the window of the living room on the seventh floor, watching him go away, watching his figure disappear at two corners. Every time he made a bend, he would look back to see if we were there. When my husband was away, I took over the game without interruption. He grew from a child to a handsome teenager, jumping from a jump to a bag that became heavier and heavier, and his expression was complicated, but he was still the sunny teenager and never far away. Sometimes, between relatives, silent companionship will also produce different feelings.

Long Yingtai said, "Finish painting all her fingernails, to myself." It was dusk, and each fingernail had a different color, from crimson to purple-black. "There will always be an end to this game... Life is lonely, vicissitudes and fields, only these silent games quietly touch our hearts.