Suddenly sigh, it's good to be alive.
During the Dragon Boat Festival holiday, I went home again. I didn't intend to go home at first, because my brother said I would go home for a few days, so I stood up my friend and bought a ticket with my bag.
I haven't seen my brother since the fifth day of the Lunar New Year. When I am at home, he is always away. I left when he came back. I was helpless. I usually hope that he can make a phone call or send a WeChat to talk about the recent situation. Is everything going well? Unexpectedly, as a sister, I am so attached to my brother that I can accompany him for a while.
He is not yet 18 years old, and has been practicing in his post for one year. Now his main job is to take charge of blasting. When he told me about it, I broke out in a cold sweat. Later, I learned that if I didn't do it well, I would bear legal responsibility. That's not the point. Mainly blasting is really dangerous.
I don't know when I became timid, for fear that something would happen.
Every time I go home, I will keep telling my parents that we don't want to be rich or expensive. We just want our families to be healthy and safe, so that they can sit down and have a harmonious meal.
Some time ago, my brother went back to the company from home alone. His company is far away, and there is no direct bus, so he has to find his own car. As a result, there was a "black car incident." I have heard many cases of this kind of wrong car accident before, most of them are lesbians. I didn't expect it to happen to my brother this time. The driver of the black car dragged him to a deserted place and asked him for money, but my brother didn't have the money to let him go. Later, my brother said it was easy, and he kept saying, nothing.
But I listened with fear. Fortunately, the man didn't take the knife. Just one hundred dollars. My brother thinks it's unlucky.
I'm going to be a soldier at the age of eighteen, and time is running out. I can't bear it, but no matter where I am, as long as I can be healthy and safe. No matter how bitter, no matter how many experiences.
Four years ago, my father was in the hospital for half a year because of a fall. Doctors and nurses there are familiar with him. He was strong and suddenly filled with pipes. Fortunately, after that, he still likes to drink a little wine every day, and his work is not delayed. This home is still a complete home.
It's mom. It seems that a lot has happened at home this year. Mother must do everything by herself, and more importantly, angry mother begins to have trouble sleeping at night.
I am alive, I love my children, and I think about everyone around me, but I don't think about myself.
A few days ago, on Mother's Day, there was an activity at school. It's a postcard with something I want to say to my mother. My roommate burst into tears when she wrote it. She said that home is everyone's weakness. It turned out that her mother had two minor operations because of overwork, just after this year.
Yes, how can parents over 500 not worry about their health? As a child, I hope to have more time to chat with them, call home more and give them more comfort.
Now, I like to have a full meal at night, holding my mother's hand and walking along the road, listening to her chatter and listening to what is not smooth in her heart will make me feel better. I always tell her to remember to eat on time and not to eat spicy food or cold food. It would have been uncomfortable to eat these, and let her know that she really loves her and needs the care and love of her children.
The more you grow up, the more you can realize that it is not easy to get together. It doesn't matter, as long as I love and love our relatives, they are safe and healthy.