Just unknowingly, it seems that I am also getting old, and I am experiencing such a trip... I am eager to understand the children and their real lives, and also want to care and care for the children like a deceased wife. At the beginning, he was proud to talk about his work, how many people he had contacted, and how much love he had communicated, but as a father, the communication between him and his children was poor. At that time, as a father, he did not know how much inner grief he had to bear. Sometimes we feel as if we have grown up, but in the eyes of my father it is still the same as when we were young. We will always be the children of our father, our willfulness and arrogance, the father just silently resolves. Sometimes I think about it, in a family, the mother has a natural advantage in communicating with the child, but the child often ignores the father's feelings. In the eyes of children, their father is always so busy, so serious, and always with a straight face. They are afraid to talk to their father, so they become more and more estranged from him. At this time, the mother plays the line of communication between the child and the father. With this line, the father can know the situation of the children, and is very satisfied to know that they have been doing well recently. Once the thread disappears, the father has to find the thread of communication himself, to find out if the children are really happy. As a father, he doesn't ask for much, he just wants to know how each child is doing now. As children, we often greet our father, "Dad, how are you?" It
's like the camera has been showing us the wires, and the children are understanding each other's truth, only the father is forgotten by the truth, yes Are the children afraid that their father can't bear it? Or the children simply did not try to give their father a line of communication. Nowadays, there are more and more ways to communicate, and the father always chooses to pay attention silently and love silently. It seems that the arrival of the father is not very surprising to the children, and the departure of the father, the indifferent turning of the children makes me feel a little cold. I always feel that farewells, especially to my father, will be a bit blurry with tears. Even if there are no tears, I should give a shot of my father's back gradually drifting away. After all, a person will miss home from time to time when he is outside, and the arrival of his father will always warm us. Heart, father's departure will always bring us a little miss. Are Americans just plain bland about parting, or am I too sentimental?
Finally, I feel that it is not very good to translate it as "the joy of family life", and it does not match the content. Of course I can't think of a good one yet
I like the songs in it very much, soothing to the point where it seems to penetrate everything
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