Text / Wind chimes gusting
From my house to my son's school, ride an electric car for ten minutes. Every morning, in the midst of the hustle and bustle of delivering children, my children and I have a unique sense of tranquility. These ten minutes are a rare time for the two of us to spend together.
Every day, I feel rushed. He received him at noon and hurried home, saying that he was already hungry. If you leave work early, the meal has been prepared in the pot, just open the fire to heat; sometimes there is no time to do it, you need to take him to the vegetable stall, go home while washing vegetables while calculating how to do fast and delicious, hand and brain, wait until the rice is brought to the table, the child swallows, after eating and washing, but also want to see the stitches to take a nap.
Then the child rode to school, and he arrived home at about 7:30 p.m. As he entered the house, he threw off his shoes, took out his homework from a dozen pounds of school bags, and lay on the desk without lifting his head to write for more than an hour. Finally finished writing homework, sat down at the dinner table to finish the meal, and then went into the house to listen to English and record the punch. It wasn't until around ten o'clock that everything was ready and went to bed. The time we have spent communicating has been squeezed to the limit. Occasional conversations at the dinner table are also extremely limited.
And every morning, on this short journey to school, in the confusion and wakefulness, the new day has just begun, the clockwork is not yet tightened, and we talk about some insignificant topics in a very relaxed state. Sometimes he discussed a small poem, sometimes he talked about small things in the class, sometimes it was just a morning meal, but this time was a rare clean time.
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