After calling my mother on the weekend night, I felt so uncomfortable that I didn't know what to do. I found this movie and watched it quietly. The father looked at his child with a kind and unfamiliar look. I haven't felt such a look in a long, long time. I kept the wooden box that my father used to send me cameras when I was in college, and moved with me from Tianjin to Beijing, from one house to another.
I should be considered an independent girl. I have been learning to draw since junior high school. I spend half of my winter and summer vacations painting outside, looking for a house, looking for a place, and if everything is arranged or not arranged, I will go home and call to say that I have packed up. Don't worry. I don't know what the parents on the other end of the phone will think or worry about. The mental strength of young people is always easily attracted by other things. I also miss home a lot. I still remember a time when I was in a bad mood. I didn’t say hello to anyone and took the last bus home. When I got home, I saw the warm yellow lights in the house. My father was not at home, my mother was cooking and my brother was there. Eat, my appearance surprised them. My mother was worried that she came back suddenly if something happened. I said it was nothing, I just felt homesick, and my mother was very happy to say hurry up and eat! My mother, who was devoured, was happy and asked if I could stay for a few more days. I said that I would have to go back tomorrow. My mother was very disappointed. I said that I paid for it. If I live too long, it would be a waste of money. My mother said so, too. Then go back. The next day, my father took me to the car. My father said that he had no money, and he said, eat whatever he wants, and paint well. I said that I know, you can go back, my father said yes, and I would call if there was anything. Until the car was driving, I secretly watched from the window to see that my father hadn’t left yet, standing on the side of the road, I always didn’t dare to look back when we parted. They are getting farther and farther away, and now I know that I will never go, and the warm light in my heart is no longer there.
Now I go home and make a phone call basically every day, whether I am in a good mood or not, I tell my mother that I am fine and nothing is wrong. Mom is more and more like a child, she always says I'm okay, I'm okay and then tells me how she is, who is how. I want her to be happy and I am happy with her happiness. My mother has been worrying about my brother's marriage recently. Yesterday, I cried so hard that the wife's family did not agree to get engaged again. I am powerless. I don't know what to do. I don't know how to help her share the burden. He has grown up, and he can arrange his own affairs. My mother said that when you grow up, it is always like that in my eyes. It is always on my mind that you have not started a family. I don't know what to do, I said we are all fine, don't worry, it will be fine sooner or later, don't worry about it too much.
I'm getting used to saying I'm fine, fine, don't worry, sometimes I'm not good, I'm very troubled at work, I like a boy who doesn't know what to do, I don't know what will happen in the future, I also I am very confused, but I am more and more powerful in front of my mother. I know that I want her to give me some courage on her body, and I want to help her share the burden, although I know that I am powerless most of the time.
I know there is no one in this world who loves me more than they do, no matter what, I want them to be well and happy, I know their worries, I don't want you to worry, I'm fine, I'm fine with you , very good, everything is fine~
I bought the ticket for Qingming, I will go to see my father, and I will also tell his mother that my brother and I are fine, you can rest assured~ I still remember my
father
taking me to the park to play
and Time rides the merry-go-round I hope that I will grow up soon I
will try my best to find a Peter Pan
as great as Ding Dong is too great to be without him
until seventeen or eighteen I'm still struggling to get a college plan and ca
n't wait for me to answer Still pretending to be cool and putting the car down
on his artist's dream is more of an artist who wants me to help him
until the moment he gets on the plane, he just wants to hug
a word in his ear The world is very big, you must know what is true and false
As she leaves, look at the world and follow he has jet lag
The pace of society has left him behind, he has his own thoughts , for this family, he has never
been afraid of getting white hair
and wants to let him go home with his back on his back and watch the sun go down
over this section of the fence.
With his back on his back and sweating, help him wipe the
tube, no one can buy it no matter how much anyone asks
for it It's all up to you to climb on your own feet. My weather is good or bad weather is equal to his world. A word in his ear The world is very big, you must know what is true and false. When you leave, she looks at the world. There is a time difference with him . The pace of society has left him and him. The idea behind For this family, he was never afraid of getting white hair . He wanted to let him go home with his back on his back and watch the sun go down and cross this fence. No matter how much other people can't buy our painting, how can I forget what he said, forget his fairy tale Who rides a white horse and who accompanies me to play with sand and build an iron tower Throat sand is imitating what Donald Duck said, like wheat teeth Sticking to his teeth like sugar, he can't put it down, drinking his oolong tea, never carrying a cross, Guanyin Bodhisattva has the Dharma protector he gave, and I want him to carry it home again and watch the sun go down and cross this fence all the way to the sunset. Can a good baby never go home and sweat on his back, help him clean up , no one else can buy our painting, how can we let him carry it home again and watch the sun go down
I crossed this fence all the way to the sunset and sang a good baby,
can I never go home, stick to his back and sweat, help him wipe
the tube, no one else can buy our painting no matter how much he asks,
he is my father and I am great~~~~
Thank you
your dad
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