The day after tomorrow is Children's Day. Mom is not by your side, there is no way to play with you. Mom closed her eyes now and thought carefully about what holiday gifts she could give Xiaoxia.

What I want to give Xiao Xia the most is a lot of companionship, but now that I can't do it, my mother hopes to give Xiao Xia a lot of understanding. If one day, Xiao Xia feels that no one in the world understands Xiao Xia, then her mother hopes that she can calm down, start from Xiao Xia's point of view, understand Xiao Xia's thoughts well, and hope that her mother can be Xiao Xia's eternal teammate.

Still, I feel that only the idea is too abstract, and it is not necessary to have a tangible gift. After thinking about it again and again, I felt that it was difficult to pick a good gift that was unique in the market, and ordinary things were easy to fall into the ordinary. Most of the toys and books are the same. In addition, it was delivered to Xiao Xia by mail, and her mother felt that such a process would be extremely cold.

I also thought about whether to make a photo collection with the popularity, but when my mother lived with Xiao Xia, my mother was always the one who took a camera to take pictures of Xiao Xia and her father or Xiao Xia and her grandmother. Mom herself doesn't have a lot of photos with Xiao Xia, so a video or photo full of memories, Mom can only make a collection without Mom, which is a pity.

When I think about it, I feel that the frequency and degree of the sense of ritual in life are full of wisdom and philosophy when giving gifts, choosing gifts, and treating the gifts themselves. Mom wants to share her understanding of gifts with Natsu, and turn them into the text of this chapter, as if they were the most barren and slight gifts for you.

Later, when Xiao Xia and her mother meet, Xiao Xia has something in particular that she wants, and her mother will buy it for you, is it okay?

Speaking of gifts, when my mother was young, on her birthday, my grandfather would buy a cake for my mother to eat, and birthday gifts were the most important gifts for my mother.

The most impressive birthday of my mother was when my grandfather invited my mother's good friends to my mother's birthday party, and the five little girls first played crazy downstairs for a while, and then went into the house to light candles, make wishes, and eat cakes. My mother felt so happy at that time, and made a wish that my grandfather would be happy for the rest of my life. When I think about it, this wish seems to be the benchmark for my wish all along.

Xiao Xia, if it were you, Mom hopes that you can give more wishes to yourself, let them guide you like a lighthouse, tell you what you want in life, what you want, the clearer the better. Not to make a wish for someone else, for anyone, or to live for anyone else.

said that when I went back to the birthday party at that time, I remembered an interesting thing, that birthday was the only time my mother appeared in front of children like a queen. It feels a lot like a fairy tale. The heroine condescendingly examines the gifts sent by the pilgrims, and discriminates with them to share cakes to eat. You must know that when my mother was in elementary school, she always belonged to the leader of the second echelon, and she often looked at the children in the first echelon from afar, and she was secretly timid. On that birthday, there were girls from the first echelon. The story of going to school, Mom will tell you slowly next time, but it's more interesting than the TV series.

You must know that looking back now, you will feel that the way children get along with each other will often make us adults laugh, but more often it is the naked reality of human nature.

Mom's own appearance at that time was simply snobbish. For children who only bring greeting cards, they will be like people in the TV series, saying that whoever brought me a pencil case. If my mother has a time machine now, I really hope to go back and teach myself to treat every friend with kindness, and not to show a different attitude because of the value of their gifts. Because we don't know if they have taken care to prepare greeting cards for us, or if they have already given them everything.

You know, they are willing to come to your party with other children with more advanced gifts, and they have already paid more mental strength for you, and if you don't appreciate it, then what a pity their feelings are paid.

In the years since, my mother has not received many gifts. After being with my father, because my mother gave my salary to my father, my mother had the feeling that I bought the things that my father bought for my mother, and I lost the particularity of the gift. And Dad was a pragmatic husband at that time, and there was a big difference between the whimsical and romantic Mom on gifts and holidays.

Here's where we talk about the sense of ceremony. Actually, my mother hadn't heard of this term when she was a child. Or maybe mom is done talking to you now, and by the time you read this chapter, the word has become an antique. But in Mom's time, the word is a fashionable new word. It often refers to how two people in a relationship treat holidays and gifts, and whether they take them seriously.

Mom and Dad spent a short time together, and the sense of ritual was very weak. But it may also be the difference in signal reception intensity, the romantic mother is a woman like a black hole of ritual, while the pragmatic father is a man of action who is better than nothing.

Mom gave Dad wood carvings when she was pregnant, and Dad gave Mom an expensive hair dryer on Mom's birthday. However, it was all an exchange of gifts, no affectionate glances and hugs, and no long conversations. The coronation of exchanging gifts has slowly faded in the daily life of Mom and Dad.

So what is the sense of ritual in my mother's heart? It's a secret plan that started almost at midnight the day before. Both of them secretly bought or made good things that the other had always wanted but were reluctant to make, and then hid them. After that, they silently observe each other's every move the day before, and then kiss each other when they are ready to rest. The next day, we prepare a meal and beautiful flowers, and exchange gifts in a happy coexistence. This kind of fantasy picture immersed in orange soft light Mom only dares to tell you secretly, because now the world, including your father and grandparents, as well as your mother's friends and colleagues are very practical, such exaggerated, small love centered on the relationship between the two is easy to be scoffed at. But as a fantasy in my heart, it's not too much.

So what's the right thing to do? Do you want a sense of ritual?

Konatsu, I think everyone has their own sense of ritual that they want to have a gift and want to go along with it. The focus may be on whether two people are able to fulfill their even a little excessive wishes for each other, and whether they are willing to think about what the other person's wishes are. And all this is not just our expectation of the other person, you know, we are also burdened with the other person's expectations.

Mom wants you to live the ritual life you want, and someone can give you the most free gifts. Also, mom is always willing to give you a wish, here, I wish you a happy holiday.