If you are safe in this life, why would you want to be wandering?
If you are at peace in this life, how could you be displaced?
"If you can be happy and stable in this life, who would be willing to be displaced?"
There is this sentence in a book I have read. We who are not harmonious with the world, we are young and frivolous and do not understand the world, and we are lingering in the colorful world. In this noisy and impetuous era, we seem to be unable to tolerate children who are too quiet. We can't fly.
The butterflies in the vast ocean, so there is no way to see the flowers blooming on the other side of the beautiful life.
Today I saw the "Father" by Chopsticks Brothers. As I watched it, I was crying and missed a little homesick.
I have only returned home once in three years. I still remember the last time I left home, my father and mother looked at me from afar. My mother kept wiping tears, but my father was not sad. I thought my father was not sad, but
On the phone the next day, I learned that my father had given me and my wife, and sat alone at home and cried with my photo.
When I was young and frivolous, I always felt that there was nothing to say with my parents. I grew up slowly and now I have my own home. I have fewer and fewer opportunities to meet my parents. I worked hard for life, but because I was short of money, I rarely went home.
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It’s New Year’s Day, and I suddenly feel like I miss homesick, no, I should say I miss homesick.
Friends reading books, no matter where they are, call their parents.
This chapter has nothing to do with ***, it's just a little bit of the feelings of the morning light