It's been seventeen years, and it's been seventeen years since the bean kids came to me. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In seventeen years, I have changed from a girl to a middle-aged woman, from a child in the prime of life to a woman full of vicissitudes, we have changed from a two-person world to a happy family of three, and in a blink of an eye, only our mother and daughter have been left.

The world is impermanent, everything yesterday and today, tomorrow may be different, Dad has been away for seven years, Dou Child has grown from an ignorant teenager to a slim girl, the height has been less than one meter five at the age of ten to more than one meter seven, her ideal: the height of primary school graduation exceeds that of her mother, and the height of junior high school graduation exceeds that of her father. It's just a pity that I can't compare my height with my father, so I often pull my mother to compare, and grin silly: "Huh, where is my mother?" to "despise" my height.

Maybe the bean child's heart is far less heartless than she seems, she just doesn't want to put too much pressure on her mother and is "heartless". I would rather she have no heart and lungs, and she is very arrogant and can see everything. Think about it, how many things in the world are worth worrying about?

The road that should be walked step by step, the fun of different stages of life should be enjoyed, and recently the little pot friend has served as a member of the entertainment committee in the class: publishing newspapers, organizing activities, and setting up a scientific experiment team, in the mung bean growth observation record, or spend part of the energy on cosplay......

The grades fell down, and I was a little anxious, but when I thought about it, it was nothing. I asked the teacher and said that the learning state of the little pot friend is not bad, and it doesn't matter if the grades decline once, so I won't nag anymore.

Seventeen years ago, we live in a dormitory of less than 10 square meters in the school, without a single piece of furniture, but a child is born. Now it is a big house of 140 square meters, my father is gone, the bean child only goes home for one night a week, and the empty house is only me and a cat......

Looking back, raising a child and sending away a loved one in this life is not in vain.

Watching the child grow up day by day, become sensible day by day, and will also leave me day by day, I can't help but feel sad. In the end, in this world, I am the only one left to live in a house by myself.

Dou Kid is planning her birthday every year, how to spend it, and I often feel sad, every day she grows up is to leave me every day, very reluctant and afraid, but will accept and face.

Dou Kid ordered her birthday cake by herself, settled me to send it to school on my birthday day, and begged me to treat her to a pizza across the school street, and I would almost meet all of Dou Kid's requests. I don't want any of her wishes to be regretted, and I don't want her to grow up on a path that is as difficult as when I was a child. After all, after this stage, now what she likes and cares about is gone.

Gradually, I look at life and look down on life, and I have less and less desire and demand for my child, I just hope that she will grow up healthy and happy, and then do what she likes, and then support herself.

As a mother, this is the most plain and greatest wish!

My child, mom is proud to have you, happy for your healthy growth, and prays for peace and happiness in your life!

Happy birthday, my child!