@Shuqi said: We say everything
"The so-called fate between parents and children only means that you and him are constantly watching his back drift away in this life."
- Long Yingtai's "Watching"
Today, I accidentally heard a song " Prose Poems written by my father ". This song was released in 2019, and I still feel a lot now.
The comments below the song are also so true that they make people cry:
Twenty years ago:
"Dad, is this a bad person?"
"Dad, why are there snowflakes when the TV is turned on?"
"Dad, why do you know everything?"
"Dad, why are you so powerful?"
Twenty years later:
"Daughter, please help me download this software."
"Daughter, why doesn't you move this anymore? Please help me."
"Daughter, why are there so much garbage on your phone? Please help me clean it up."
"Daughter, you are so amazing. I asked my colleagues to help me with this, they don't know how to do it."
I don't know when, but the extremely powerful parents in my mind actually began to look up and rely on us.
On Women's Day in March 8, I sent my mother a red envelope early in the morning. During lunch break, my mother received the red envelope and then replied to me: "Wow, did you send me a red envelope? Then wait for you to come back in a few days and help me withdraw cash into the bank card?"
Her tone was unconcealed of happiness, but I could feel her "pleasant".
Since my mother accidentally recharged money into the game once, I was afraid that she would be cheated again, so I taught her to withdraw red envelopes in the future, but she couldn't do anything to teach. After that, my patience was almost exhausted, and she gradually became depressed.
After realizing that I was starting to be impatient, she said, "How about I get a red envelope in the future and wait for you to help me withdraw cash? Is it okay? I will not lose anything that requires me to enter my password, so as not to be cheated, okay?"
's careful "pleasing" made me feel like I was back when I was a child.
When I was a child, no matter I wanted to go out for a longer time or wanted to buy something, I would carefully please my parents.
Sometimes, it is to act spoiled, and sometimes, it is to choose to do more housework as a reciprocal exchange of money or time.
However, the person we pleased now has become parents, and we have also changed from the party that "actively pleased" to the party that is "pleased".
Life is such a cycle of reincarnation, everything is reversed. When we were young, we pleased our parents, and when we grew up, our parents pleased us. Before
, I saw an article like this:
On a quiet afternoon, a son and his father in their twilight years sat side by side.
At this time, a sparrow flew on the grass, and the father asked his son, "What is that?"
The son took a look and replied, "A sparrow."
After a while, the father asked again, "What is that?"
The son looked up again: "That's a sparrow, I just told you."
After a while, the sparrow flew up and landed again. The father bowed and asked curiously again: "What's that?"
The son became impatient and said, "Dad, that's a sparrow.Touch - ah - numb! Seven-Leap-Sparrow! Sparrow, a sparrow”
The old man didn’t look at his son, but he still asked again as if he was tentatively: “What is that? "
Now his son became even more angry. He spread his arms, flapped his wings, and shouted loudly at his father: "That's a sparrow, sparrow, I've said it many times! Don't you understand? "
The father got up and walked back into the house.
After a while, the father came back and had a small notebook in his hand. He handed it to his son: "Read. ”
The son took the book and started reading: “Today, I played with my three-year-old son. A sparrow flew on the grass. My son asked me over and over again, "What is that?" He asked 21 times in total, and I also answered over and over again, "That is a sparrow." He answered 21 times.
answered, and I hugged him, not annoyed at all, and thought that my good son was so cute..."
The cute child in the story has grown up, and he will no longer ask his father "what is that"; on the other hand, the son in front of me was furious and thundered after being asked four times by his father.
If love has a scale, what is the difference between the scale of the children's love for parents and the scale of the parents' love for children?
When we were young, our parents were omnipotent, heroes, and immortals in our eyes;
Growing up, we slowly discovered that parents are not omnipotent, they are also one of the many ordinary people. They only look omnipotent for us.
In the blink of an eye, we have grown to the age when our parents need to "please" us. It's been recorded.
There is helplessness and sadness hidden in the favor of parents. They are no longer strong and no longer invincible. They need the care and company of their children. Don't let family affection become cautious favors.
You grow up with me, I accompany you to grow old. It is said that parents still have a place in life, and parents only have a way to go in their lives.
Tolerate old parents, just like parents tolerate you when they were childhood. This is the deepest and happiest meaning of companionship. tml4
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