At dinner, my mother said, you are married and not at home. What about your father?

Then he said to his father, Grandpa, you should be kind to your daughter.

I turned my head and said with a smile, you two just look at me and I look at you. In fact, your eyes are red.

Once in college, 5. 1 agreed to play with my boyfriend.

Dad sent me a message asking if I could go back. I said I wouldn't go back for a few days.

He only answered four words "the cherry is ripe" (there is a cherry tree in my yard)

My tears suddenly like a flood that opened the floodgate. ..

At that time, I was rebellious and wanted to leave, which proved that I could not contact my family for a month.

Mom called me at night: Mom misses you. My mother was really surprised to say this. .

At the same time, I understand that love is always there.

Once, my mother and I stood there watching the shop. When she stood facing me, she suddenly approached and kissed my eyebrows.

My heart suddenly jumped like that, and then it was as if nothing had happened between us ...

I turned to hide my tears. I haven't hugged them since I was a child.

Maybe Scorpio. Usually I don't like to say much, and I silently do things that I don't feel guilty about.

Now I find that my most guilty thing is to let them watch me through this unhappy time.

I am their beloved child and I should be their beautiful girl. I love your parents.

I remember once, when my home was decorated, my parents accompanied me to live in my menstrual home.

I didn't see them for many days, and then one day after school, I suddenly saw my father standing at the intersection of the school waiting for me. It's windy in winter.

My dad didn't say anything when he saw me, so he said he was hungry, right? Then he took out a hot steamed stuffed bun from his pocket and gave it to me. In fact, it has been n years since this incident, but I am particularly impressed.

As soon as I saw the speech of the LS sisters, I remembered the scene at that time. Parental love is probably so silent and warm. Dad often sends me short messages asking me what you are doing. In fact, this sentence is enough, because he once said that when he asked me why, he just missed me. ....

Just a senior, I came to Guangzhou alone. Dad used to say that I would go to work without continuing my studies. I really did it. Mom and dad are worried that my life is not good. At first, my life was really bad. A lot of things are piled together. Everything is a mess. I cried and called my mother. As a result, my dad has been asking me to go home since then. I remember what he said was the saddest sentence. Dad takes it back now.

At 7: 30 in the morning, I studied by myself early, went to the canteen to have breakfast, and went downstairs to see my father standing on the stairs. I went home once a week because the school food was too bad at that time. My mother made it early in the morning, and it was still winter, and my father stood under me with a canned bottle in his arms.

When I was studying abroad, my parents sent me to the station every time I started school. Generally, I can only buy one station ticket for a train ticket (that is, one yuan can send the train on the platform). If I buy two tickets, I have to borrow someone else's ticket. The last time I was sent to the station, I only bought a station ticket because of the tight time, so my father was the only one who sent me to the station, and my mother looked at me through the glass door. I smiled and cried in my heart, because I couldn't stand seeing my mother crying. Dad's eyes were red when the car left. I have never cried in front of them. I kept smiling, but I actually held back my tears. When I waited for the bus to drive away, I couldn't see my father. I screamed ~ ~ ~ Hehe, it was actually quite funny ~

On my sophomore birthday, I was playing in a bar with my classmates and received a text message from my father saying, "Your mother and I just took you out of the delivery room at this time 20 years ago. You cried so loudly that we looked at you and thought it was the happiest day of my life. " Then I cried in the bar.

My freshman parents accompanied me to handle all kinds of reports. Remember that it was an apartment-style quadruple room that was appropriate. Everyone has a lot of room to put things. My mother took me to the supermarket to buy soap, toothpaste and shampoo. . . I even bought a whole cupboard of sanitary napkins. When my parents left, my mother was in front, my father was in the middle and I was at the end. My mother cried with me in front and sent them to the school gate, feeling abandoned. . .

When I was a child, I went to school outside. Every time my parents sent me away, I cried, but my parents smiled and said that I was strong. I remember going abroad in September 2007, but I was strong and didn't cry this time. As a result, my parents were red-eyed and said nothing. As a result, during the Chinese New Year in 2009, my mother said, Come back. Parents really miss you abroad. What's better than at home? They cried bitterly on the phone and then decided to return to China.

Every time I go back to school, they insist on taking me to the railway station and the ticket gate, afraid to look back, and don't want to leave, afraid of looking back. . Every time they casually say what they want to eat on the phone, they must remember to go back next time. After a long time, they will still see their parents ready to eat and say, didn't they want to eat last time? Xiao and his father are at odds, and when they quarrel, they turn upside down. After graduating from junior high school, I left home and lived on campus, getting farther and farther. At first, I went home twice a week, then drifted to the other half of the earth for a month, then for half a year, and finally for a year. And it's been more than seven years since I left this time, and I'm still floating. When I came home this summer, I had an extremely fierce quarrel with my father because of an unexpected and terrible thing. He even confiscated my passport and plane ticket. In the end, of course, my father compromised with me, but he still said to me in an angry and sad tone: Anyway, no matter what happens to you in the end, the door at home will always be open. . . For a moment, I couldn't say anything.

I don't know what other scorpions are like, but I am used to hiding my feelings in my heart. No matter how painful it is, it will tell them that everything is fine. Sometimes when you are hurt, you will remember their instructions, just cry for yourself, and then go on alone. I know. I'm just too stubborn.

The last 3 hours and 25 minutes in Beijing. Insomnia again. Nothing to say. I think of a fierce battle with him. He took me to the airport. He was drunk, and he squatted in the backyard and cried willfully. My mother told me on the phone that your father was crying and chanting here, saying, "He left ... and left again ..." Thinking about this, he had no temper at all, only endless guilt and self-blame.

This kind of darkness makes it particularly difficult to quit smoking. Many things are so insignificant compared with you, and why do I always let you know in the most painful way? Our hearts and bodies must be very tired. Yesterday you said you would never be happy if you went on like this. I know what you really want to say, and how much I hope you will always be happy and never lonely.

In senior three, I studied by myself at night and couldn't get up in the morning. My mother called me later. After waking me up, she washed first and then went out to buy me breakfast. She buys whatever I want. After I got up, my mother bought breakfast and came back, so I began to eat. After dinner, I went to class. One morning, I forgot why. I went to buy breakfast myself and walked to the breakfast shop. Where is your mother? I didn't say anything at that time, and my tears began to fall …

In my junior year, my dad bought my first mobile phone (I didn't know it at that time). One day, I received a message telling me to take good care of my health. At that time, I was in tears. You know, my dad is illiterate and can hardly send text messages. Later, when I came home for the New Year, I talked about it. My mother said that my father drew on the paper for a long time in order to send me that short message, but he shed tears unwillingly, because he could not use pinyin, but only drew strokes. Now he sends me text messages, and sometimes there are typos.

At that time, I was alone in Beijing, and my mother called and said, if you can't, go home. My dad called and just said, "I'm short of money." . I went home.

My mother called me when I was born this year. After I answered the phone, I began to play birthday songs, followed by English in Chinese and Korean in English. Finally, my mother said, what's up? Listen to it. I'll listen to it again. I'm on the phone and I can't stop crying.

My father is a very old-fashioned man and can't express his feelings or anything. My mother told me last time that she bought a cup for my father. He said, why not just buy one and buy the same one for my girl? My mom says your kids don't like this. My dad said, no, I must buy it. I want to use the same as hers! Still in tears.

Another time was very self-destructive. One night, I was lying with my mother and talking to her. Mom, what do you think I will do if I don't do anything in the future? Mom: Even if you are a loser, I will support you. At that time, my eyes were full of tears.

My mother said: "lovelorn ~ ~ good thing!" ! You don't have to accompany your boyfriend in the future. Stay with your mother! ! ! "Mom told dad that we should save some flowers, and if our daughter wants to buy a house in a big city in the future, we should help. I cried.