I couldn't help but pick up the pen
When I was young, I desperately wanted to leave home and go as far as possible, as if all hope and a bright future were in the farthest place. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Info felt that life was so long, there would be infinite time to realize his dreams, never thought that one day he would regret it, never thought that as the days passed like water, his heart kept thinking about his hometown, and kept pouring out the idea of going home.
Although he is not yet dying, he is in the same mood as when he was young and desperately leaving home, and the infinite expansion of his heart's desire is: go home!
Although I also know that going home can no longer be the home of my youth, and my parents can no longer give me any benefits, but that desire and anxiety are increasing day by day.
Maybe it's also because I no longer have someone to hold up that side of the sky, I no longer have any support, I have to bear everything alone, I have to work and worry about everything in life, I have to work and worry about everything in life, I am sleepy, tired, and sad, and I have no one to talk to, no one can pick up the burden of life for me, and I have to carry it myself no matter what.
I am a weak woman, although I want to be strong and strong, but how can I get rid of the grievances and difficulties in my heart?
Every time the child is uncomfortable, looking at the child's sad appearance, the heart will give birth to infinite loneliness, if you are there, the child will have more care and care, I will not be so helpless. The heart is as empty as a maggot, and there is nowhere to put it.
How am I going to live my life? Poor is my child! I have decided to give her the most and best love in the world, I want her to spend every day happily, I want her to be the happiest and happiest child in the world, I am doing everything so hard, I think I can do it with my hard work and virtue, but I never thought that the world has completely ruined all my dreams! The happy family I have been looking forward to is gone, the child's happy childhood is gone, I am so incompetent, so helpless!
I am still trying to live, in order to give my child a relatively happy day, I do my best, I carry this broken sky with my weak shoulders, I do my best to make it possible for her to lose your protection and be affected in the least. But I have never been able to replace you, and I have never been able to completely replace you, I know that the child is also thinking about you all the time, I dare not say it, I can only try my best to be the best, let my love to make up for your lack.
If you have a spirit, what kind of state of mind should you have when you see me and my children now? I don't blame you, but I'm really sad. What I never get out of is my own heart, and I always know that. In the days to come, I don't know what will happen, whether there will be a happy future, I don't know.
I don't ask for anything else, I just ask you to protect our child, to bless her with all the best of the best, to take care of her to grow up safely, and to bless her from any harm or hardship in her life.
I know that you have taken refuge in Buddhism, and that you have abandoned me in this distant land, and I have no resentment against you. All I ask you is this, you have mercy, you must do it!