Essays

Time is stirring up. Unconsciously, I am already thirty years old. But in my mind, I am still that little girl in her early twenties, but years really don’t give you such an opportunity, let you still live in that age. My face is telling myself that it is time for innocence. I can’t remember when it was, as if it was when my son was 4 years old. Someone asked me how old your father is this year. I said without thinking: more than 40 years old, the man smiled and said no, how old are you? I suddenly realized, yes, but in my mind, my father was still a 40-year-old father, and he still stayed at that time. I don’t want to think about how old my father is. I’m afraid that my father will grow old if I don’t pay attention to him. I’m afraid that I will say that my young father is old at once, I don’t want to admit the fact that my father is over 50. But the fact told me that it was no longer the case. I remembered that when I went to school outside, the day before each long vacation, my father would call me and said, “come back early, be careful on the road, and I will be very happy, I am very happy to answer that, but every time I come home, either there is no one at home, or I have no food or drink, so I have to do it myself. My family is doing business, and my parents are busy, Therefore, it has always been a mess at home. Although I am not a person who is good at cleaning up, I am still willing to do it. I try my best to do as much as I can, but every time I hear my classmates say, when they go home, my mother will cook something delicious for them and wait for them from the beginning. I will complain to my father and mother, but I never say that I am frustrated in my heart, because I have never been treated like that. That is the happiness I desire but not desire. But I have my happiness. Mom and dad gave us the right to grow up freely. We didn’t choose phobia, because we lived with our own ideas, and the happy memories came from grandpa and grandma, who were the closest ones to us in our childhood. They would specially prepare food for us and leave delicious food for us. So when we were young, we were very happy, which still made me miss. At that time, my grandmother was neat and capable, and my grandfather would go to the market to bring twist back to eat for us in three days, at that time, father’s parents would travel outside for home without worrying. I miss it so much, I hope the time will be slower and slower. I have my own family, and I only care about the size of my family. Sometimes I think that I haven’t called my family for a long time, so I will call my mom and dad. I will feel at ease if I ask whether my grandparents are good or not, it has been ten years since I felt at ease in this way. Today, I am unwell. I went to the hospital, went home, and saw the photos that my aunt sent them to go out with my grandparents. My heart ached, what can I do for my beloved family? I was in a mess and worried my parents. What on earth have I been doing these years? I am no longer the child who is still under the wings and arms of my parents. I already have a family, I am an adult, and I am old and young, but I still have nothing, what happened to me? Thirty, it’s time to think about it. Thirty, it’s time to have a goal. Thirty, it’s time to know what you want. Thirty, it’s time to change a lifestyle. Like (prose editor: drops of ink become wounds) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…