Because I don't want my parents to still suffer from the ravages of life in their old age, and I don't want my children to live a life as tangled as mine.
My resume is so dry - I was born in a small rural area in the north, the midwife pulled me out of my mother's belly, as a "stolen" product even the last name is not their own. I didn't go to kindergarten, didn't know what a Barbie was or what a building block was, and went to preschool for a year in the village. In first grade, my parents brought me from a small village of less than a hundred families to this fourth-tier city, where I began 12 years of regular schooling. With the hat of "other people's children" on my head, I was admitted to a 985 university in the Magic City. I realized that the world is not limited to that small town and the problem of exams, the world turned out to be so big .
I have a classmate who took the IELTS test in high school, well, ta is a graduate of the Shanghai Foreign Studies University;
I have a classmate who has traveled all over the world at the age of 18, well, ta's home is located in a high-grade villa area in Shanghai;
My classmate opened a public number already has 3w+ followers, well, ta's parents are famous editors and writers, ta's belly with poems and books, warm and talented;
I am very proud of my classmate, I am very proud of my classmate, I am very proud of my classmate, I am very proud of my classmate.
My family teaches students piano Go Latin OU all master, but also very modest understanding, well, ta live in Xuhui District, a high-rise district of the leap, the bedroom is bigger than my living room ......
After all, they are surrounded by capable people, after all, the tone of the circle of friends is high.
I started to work hard on my circle of friends while I was suffering from low self-esteem.
My circle of friends is very slow to update, showing most of the time every time I go where to play, eat, wave, attached to a variety of fine-tuning after the picture, shielding parents, full of joy. Many of my former classmates who went to school in small cities saw it and commented in a tone of awe, "Awesome, Shanghai is great!" "You can live in Shanghai!" "Envious! There are such good resources"......
I am also immersed in this kind of floating state built up by the material - I am now a "Shanghainese", I am very good, I am very good, I am very good. ", I'm great, I'm going to put something together here. Sometimes, I even forgot to contact my parents who live in that small northern town.
Until the summer vacation home, this false dream was shattered.
Along the way, I was filled with joy - I had stayed in Shanghai for an extra month because of my part-time job, so my thoughts of home were unusually strong.
I thought I would tell them about my life in Shanghai, how colorful it is;
I thought I would use my own money to lead my sister to go to the movies, to the amusement park - to live the usual days of my life in Shanghai, but my sister has not yet experienced;
I thought that when I came home I would give I thought when I got home I'd make them a table full of food, at least two meat and two veggie dishes - like the family I tutored ......
Pushing my suitcase I practically jogged out of the station, saw my dad already standing there, and happily shouted "Dad" dashed over - no, my dad when the gray hair more arrogant, from the temples climbed to the top of the head, as if the back is also more hunchback. What remained the same was the same gloomy face that had been there all year. Dad answered, but how is the face is not a smile, dragging my box to walk in front.
Along the way there are not said a few words.
I asked where my mom and sister were. He said, waiting at home.
I fantasized about returning home at eight o'clock, my mother made a hearty breakfast, my sister sat at the table waiting for me, and pounced on me as soon as she saw me.
As soon as I arrived at the door, I couldn't contain my excitement, shouting "Open the door! I'm home!" -Eek?
As soon as I reached the door, I couldn't contain my excitement and shouted "Open the door!
After a while, my father came from behind and opened the door with the key.
The house was still dark, probably because it was on the first floor, and the sun still didn't shine much at 8:00 a.m.
I opened the door.
When I turned on the light, the table in the living room was a mess, and there were piles of my sister's high school study materials on it - yes, the house was too small, and my sister and I didn't have a study table, or rather, the coffee table in the living room was our study table - this was a great importance to our study. This is a great value for our studies.
The living room was already small, and with its cluttered placement, it was even more screwed up.
Mom arrived from the bedroom, and it turned out that the two of them were not up yet - Dad's face became more and more gloomy, he could not stand it when mom and sister woke up late. Mom happily greeted me and started off to the kitchen to get busy.
I put my bags down and went to the bedroom to wake up my sister, who mumbled "Sis, you're home" and got up to wash up.
Four people crowded on the small table to start breakfast, not what I thought as rich, but the leftovers and rice porridge - Dad's face is still gloomy, began to complain, breakfast is so important how to get rid of this. Mom back, I have to go to work later, no time, noon and then do some good.
Finally, this difficult morning is finally over.
Small, dark home, messy placement, busy mom, all year round gloomy face of the father, not very good sister - a kind of from the "paradise" fell feeling attacked the whole body.
It turns out that my enviable life in Shanghai is just a carefully arranged surface; my roots, my real home, is still the same. I was like Cinderella after the clock struck 12 times. The pumpkin carriage and crystal shoes were just a magic trick, and I was still the same Cinderella with a dusty face.
This small town, this seventy square meter house, is my life.
The sister said: "old sister, you have seen the movie in Shanghai, how to see ah, I have not seen it, afraid of doing wrong people say I earth. Old sister can you take me to see it once."
The sister said: "Sister, you do not know, you are not at home when our parents light quarrel, annoying! I'm sure I'll be on the same page with my mom, encouraging my dad.
This is the first time I've ever seen a woman in the world who has been in the same position as me.
My sister said, "The price of the new amusement park has gone up again, 150 per person, which is too expensive. I don't want to go. I'd rather eat something."
My sister said, "Use less water to wash your hair, we went to the solar water two days ago and forgot to turn it off when it was full, so we wasted a lot of water."
My sister said, "We can't afford to buy the clothes in the big mall, don't shop, how embarrassing! We still shop Taobao, cheap and convenient."
The sister said: "Sister, have you ever ordered takeout? Our mom doesn't want to cook, but I'm hungry, how to call, is it directly to the home?"
The sister said: "Sister, you came back from Shanghai, feel you good can ah, everything will, taught me so much."
What she said is what I had thought.
I looked at my sister with a little pain in my eyes, still with a little tenderness, and said, "Study hard, and you'll be able to do it in college."
When I was in high school, I cried and complained about my parents. Why our family has no money; why everyone else travels everywhere, but I've never been anywhere; why I don't even have my own desk; why everyone else has a cell phone, and I don't have one ......
But now, I won't be so childish.
What my parents gave me was the best they could give.
Otherwise, I might still be in that small village, like other girls, dropping out of school, working to supplement their families, and looking for an early marriage.
My parents did their best to get me out of the small village, to give me such a good education, so that I could walk in such a big city as Shanghai, to meet so many great people, to see such a big world. Maybe all they can do is to put their lives on the line to send us to a better platform and put up with their children looking back and complaining about their incompetence. They have their lives ahead of them, but they would rather pour all their heart and soul into us, they seem to be living for us.
My parents took me from a small village to a small town, and I'm going to take my kids from a small town to a big town.
Instead of complaining that the platform provided by parents is not high enough, why don't you ask yourself whether you can do better on this platform, and whether you have the real bottom to create a life.
So, my dream is to be a rich generation - to let my parents enjoy their twilight years, and let my children be carefree.
Let parents no longer worry about the loan, the small square next to the home will dance a little square dance, sing a little red song; so that the child no longer live so vigilant and screwed up, to learn what they love, out of a bigger world.