I still remember when my grandma passed away and I was a freshman in high school. At that time, I was very naive. After school, I took a nap on the sofa in my grandmother's room. My grandmother came in to go to the toilet and fell down. I seemed to know this in a daze, but I turned over and went back to sleep. My grandmother is the person who loves me the most in the world. Tears well up in my eyes every time I think about this. Later, when my grandmother passed away, and I grew up a little, I secretly said to myself that I could never do this to my relatives again.
Later, when I went to study in other provinces, I would text my mother every night before going to bed. Suddenly, for several nights in a row, my mother sent me short text messages, and she sent me very early to say that I was tired and wanted to sleep. When I call home on the weekend, it's my father who answers the phone. I insist on asking my mother to answer the phone, and she looks weak on the other end of the phone. Later, the family couldn't help asking, and finally told my mother that she was sick. At the time, I had no idea how serious the disease was. Didn't rush home right away. During the holiday, I brought my classmates home to play, and told my classmates that I would go to the hospital with me to see my mother. Later, my father called me and told me not to bring my classmates, and he told me to be mentally prepared. I'm still confused and don't know what's going on. Later, when I went to the hospital to see my mother, I was terrified. At that time, she was undergoing chemotherapy, her face was very pale, her lips were very dry, and she didn't even have the strength to speak.
For a long time after that, the whole family persisted in resisting the disease. I belong to the protected one. Basically, I don't do much to take care of my mother. I just cook and cook, and my mother is very happy when she eats it. Looking back now, my mother took care of me even when I was sick, but I didn't realize it, and thought I had grown up.
Now my mother's illness has recovered, and her body is recovering day by day. Everyone feels very grateful. Watching this movie now and recalling what happened before, I feel that the movie is very real. In the face of illness, patients and their families are at a loss. Those who are anxious are like the protagonist's mother, who work hard and be strong, and those who are ignorant are like the protagonist's girlfriend who only care about their own feelings and don't know how to think from the perspective of the patient. Sometimes I hate myself, and I feel that many times I am like the protagonist's girlfriend, selfish, cowardly, ignorant, and just thinking about my own happiness.
The more I grow up now, the more I understand that there is nothing more important in this world than family, really. Cherish the moment and cherish the people around you who love you. Although these words are very crude, they are the most true and true.
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