People come and go in the riverside plaza, there are kite-flying grandparents and grandchildren, skating skateboarding boy, there are playing the eagle catching chickens children, and even more jumping in the square dance of the amahs. The little boy flying the kite in the southwest was looking at the skateboard of another little boy, his eyes full of desire for the skateboard; however, the little boy playing the skateboard was also looking at the kite of this little boy. And so the two of them were looking at each other. At this moment, Eason Chan's song was playing in the headphones: "Those who can't get it will always be in commotion, and those who are favored will have no fear." The behavior of the two little boys can not help but make me think, in fact, we are so many times. Whether it's in family, friendship or love it's like that a lot of the time. It is very easy to get will not put in the heart do not know how to cherish, think you have is for granted. Instead of going out of your way to get you difficult to get even can not get, emboldened by the more you can not get the more you want to get, can not get, but a thought that is the most precious most cherished.
It's as if in love, you can't get the person you're thinking about, and if there's a person who likes you all the time, you won't give up, so you won't care about his feelings. Eileen Chang wrote in "Red Rose and White Rose": "Perhaps every man has had such two women, married to a red rose, over time, red into a smear of mosquito blood on the wall, white or 'bed before the light of the moon'; married to a white rose, white is a grain of rice sticky clothes, red is the heart of a Zhu Zhu. When you marry a white rose, the white one is a grain of rice stick on your clothes, while the red one is a vermilion sand mole on your heart." Most of the men and women in the world are like this, they don't know how to cherish what they get, but what they can't get is always on their mind, always stirring in their heart. At this time also recalls a saying "I hold you when you are a cup, let go when you are a glass ballast". So I hope that everyone in the world is so when the light of watery tenderness, warmth and lovely. With their own warmth to cherish the people in front of them, no longer waste time and money to pursue and cherish those who do not have or can not get things.
Dusk gradually faded gradually occupied by the color of the night, at this time to move home. "Just eat a meal, do not run so fast ah, over the Lai pull the hand of his great-grandmother slowly line ah." (Just eaten, do not run, come over to pull the grandmother's hand slowly walk ah) behind came a sentence. The word "great-grandmother" evoked my longing for my grandmother. "Grandma" died before I was born, so her impression is that the black and white framed photo, wearing a cheongsam, her face with a kind smile, although the face has wrinkles but can not hide its own emanation of elegance and dignity.
When I was young, I was unhappy and aggrieved and would stand in front of the photo frame and think, "If Grandma is still alive, how would she be, and does she love me very much? Read the first grade is very envious of the little friends have grandma pain, whenever the noon after school home, the home of the grandmother will bring out the good food to them to eat, and I came home are hungry waiting for my parents back from work to cook, and sometimes I go to school they have not come back from work so that I sometimes go to school on a hungry stomach. When I was in the second or third grade, I envied my friends who didn't have to do the laundry and cooking because they had grandmothers to do it for them. I remember one time I didn't want to wash my clothes and wanted my mom to do it for me, but my clothes were piled up for three days in a row and I didn't wash them. My mom said, "Don't expect me to wash your own clothes, if you don't wash them, don't wear them, just throw them in the garbage, and you'll go to school naked." At that time I was really aggrieved, why I do not have a loving grandmother, my mother is still this way to me, why so strict with me, a series of why I felt aggrieved and sad when I was a child. Now look back and then look behind the small hand pull big hand walking on the river, that figure in the street lamps under the illumination seems extraordinarily cozy. To be honest, at this time I envy the little boy, but also for him to feel happy to have a loving grandmother, I hope he cherished his grandmother this love it.