Embrace

Because I work in other places, I always come and go home in a hurry every time. It’s almost eight years old. The days of gathering less and leaving more are getting used to it. There is no way. In order to live, we have to travel between the two places. Every time I leave, as long as the child is present, I will hug him symbolically. Sometimes he was also encouraged to say a few words, which were nothing but studying hard, listening to his mother’s words and so on. I remember that when he just went to other places, he was only in the fourth grade of primary school. Now he is already a senior two student, whose size is even stronger than mine. I think children may not understand the true meaning of embracing separately. There are expectations, family affection and guilt. After all, I don’t spend much time with my children at ordinary times, and I don’t let my children feel the father’s love they deserve. In learning, there are even fewer concerns in life. Impression, few years present only at he 1 parent conference, the rest are wife to of, that his teacher suspected single-parent families. I really feel that my father is too unqualified. Of course, I will also find ways to do something for my child. Every time I go back, I will buy several books for him and write several letters to him. I remember that I once bought him a German Braun cartoon “father and son”, and my son loved it very much and fondle admiringly. Even so, compared with the fathers of other children, I admit that I haven’t done enough, and a simple hug can’t make up for anything, but I still want to express my feelings through it. Ruthless is not necessarily a real hero. How can a poor son not be a husband? Maybe. Fortunately, the child is very obedient and sensible, and he has been studying hard. Every time he came back, he liked to communicate with me. We played chess, ran, watched movies, and was also willing to share his fun at school with me, which made me more or less happy. Several times, in order to drive early, the child was still asleep. I walked to the bed and watched him sleep soundly. I couldn’t help patting him gently. I’m leaving, son. The child sat up with a sleepy face, and I leaned down to say goodbye to him. Then, gently bring it to the door. On the way to the station, my wife said to me, “You two are still very sticky, right? If you are the best at home, you can play chess, play ball games and run with your son every day. Yes, people are in the arena, and they can’t help themselves. Every time you come back soon, your son always talks about you. After listening, I was speechless. Maybe someone will laugh at me, saying that I am acting or affectation. Actually, it is not necessarily true. Some people say that there are thousands of kinds of love in the world, but only the heart of loving the son is the purest. Lu Xun had an article named How to be a father. During his son’s growing up, he once mentioned: What I think now is just love.. Da Vinci once said: Father’s love can sacrifice everything of himself, including his own life. After reading, it makes people aftertaste. Oh, open your arms and hug the one you love. After all, life is short, only love is eternal! 2015.10.18 like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring

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