Time flies, in the twinkling of an eye, time is like water at my fingertips, before I have time to hold it in the palm of my hand, but it gradually away from me. By the time I understand it, I have lost what I should cherish. In another new year, I sat in the courtyard, recalling the past. I can't help but shed tears.
Young and frivolous, I am always so capricious during the Spring Festival, so unreasonable and hurt my parents' heart.
At that time, I was still a child, and my parents were preparing to make New year's goods. I not only didn't help, but also messed up. I scattered peanuts all over the floor. My mother reprimanded me angrily, saying that the Spring Festival was coming soon. Mom didn't scold me too much. I still went my own way, watching my mother hang the cured duck on the steel rope, and the mischievous I used the pistol I bought to target the cured duck. I am always so capricious and disobedient.
How time flies. In a twinkling of an eye, my parents turned white at the temples. And I'm growing up. Counting some of the past, I cried.
When I came home from school, I wanted to do something for my family, but I could hardly help, so I watched my parents work hard.
It is a small New year here in 24. My mother caught some ducks early in the morning and killed them with my father. I just watched. My father first took a bowl, filled it with a little water and added a little salt. Mother grabbed the duck's head and gently pulled out some duck feathers. I didn't have time to ask my father to add water and salt to the bowl. My mother had already killed the duck. Watching the duck's blood keep flowing down, watching the duck keep struggling, I feel a little cruel. Then my father told me that adding water and salt makes the blood coagulate faster. Although the teacher told us this principle, we asked questions in order to have more communication with our parents. You can't hold your cell phone every day and be estranged from your parents. It is wisdom to pretend to know nothing, and wisdom to pretend not to know anything.
In 26, it was Lunar New year. On a windy and snowy morning, my mother asked me to go shopping with her in the street in order to have a good meal in the evening. On the way to the street, I sat on the electric car behind my mother. Facing the cold wind all the way, I felt very cold, looking at my mother's face and hands turning purple, and seeing the scene of my mother's careful selection and bargaining, I could not help but burst into tears. I secretly told myself. A man does not shed tears easily. But when I grow up, I feel deeply and know that money is hard to come by. When it comes to the depths of love, it is naturally moved. Tears also came out silently.
28, is my mother's birthday, when I was a child, I never thought of my mother's birthday feelings, or blindly contradicted, but now that I have grown up, my mother is old. Mom's birthday is getting more and more mundane. My heart hurts. I intend to give my mother a special surprise this year. Thank you for your company and concern for me for so many years.
New Year's Eve, in the afternoon, my father and I posted couplets together. Looking at my father's thick and cocooned hands, I was a little sad. My father worked hard outside these years and became so vicissitudes that the years eroded his father's skin. Dad looked at me and got distracted. Suddenly said, life is like a tea egg, only full of cracks to taste, life is not it? It is only wonderful after experiencing setbacks and difficulties. My father woke up the dreamer with a word. Good point. From then on, I learned that only a life that experiences setbacks is perfect. So I remember my father's words to encourage and comfort myself for the rest of my life.
On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the family sat in the living room, drinking and talking freely. That night, the moon was round and beautiful, and the person was more round and more beautiful. That night, my father said to me: don't be afraid in youth and don't regret in old age. Everything will pass. The past is not equal to the future.
Looking back on the past, I can't help but shed tears. This year, I will do what I can. I understand that filial piety must be fulfilled as soon as possible. Because the tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop, and if the son wants to kiss, he will not wait.
Pick up a glass of wine in the evening of Chaohua
Lonely me after the wind and rain
The back of time is so long
The old days are on my mind again. Hope that time will not take away my parents' concern for me. May all the parents in the world be happy and safe. A healthy life.
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