In those years, I packed my so-called bags and went to study in a foreign country, and the reason was to escape from my hometown and my mother's chatter.

Time passes, back to yesterday, when I was arrogant and my mother chattered all day long. Rebellion made me arrogant and drunk. Looking back on those days, my mother's kind advice, I always interrupted impatiently, without hesitation, and everything was merciless. But I never thought about whether my mother would also be hurt, whether she would also sobble in the corner alone, burying her grievances deeply.

I didn't care, I always thought that this was their right, but I never thought that this was actually the warmest care, the nagging at that time, so that I was upset for no reason, I always wanted to escape, escape from this home, after this year, even if I went to wander, no one cares about wandering, but also willingly.

The years are like a dream, passing in a hurry. Now I have achieved my dream and have fled my hometown to work in a foreign country. I thought I had escaped the nightmare, but I never realized that what accompanied me from then on was full of loneliness and suffering, extremely miserable, and no one was pitied. I always thought that if I escaped from my hometown, I would be free to spread my dreams, but what accompanied me from then on was the vicissitudes of life and loneliness.

Over the years, the so-called dream chasing journey has left me full of injuries, thinking that no one will really care about me. Maybe it was because of those nagging that I resented my parents, thinking that they didn't love me, so I didn't think that they would care about me.

I have suffered all the grievances in another country, and I am lonely and lonely with me, hiding them alone and holding them in my heart. A dingdong phone call broke this incomparably quiet world, and when I opened it casually, it was my mother's phone. The content of the phone call is very simple, it is the nagging that I hated in those years, but at the moment it is so warm, let my heart welled up with bursts of tears, regret those years, and also repentance for the behavior that deeply hurt my mother in those years, how much I have missed over the years to be able to talk to my parents, to be able to talk to my mother about happiness, I am deeply awakened!

I always have time to deal with it in a hurry, but I don't think that in fact, they miss us and worry about their children. We go to live in a foreign land, forgetting that they are also looking forward to our love, even if they are disappointed again and again, they still wait, reflexively. It's so natural that we live up to the two hearts that care about us, and we don't think much about it.

A nagging sentence, how warm it is in my life, what a beautiful scenery, I didn't understand how wrong it was to cherish her in those years. Time has grown old in a hurry, taking away your face and letting me run through this ill-fated fate. I couldn't go back to those years, thinking that I would never have the chance to hear that "annoying" nagging again. But in fact, my mother's nagging will always be there, because we are her children who will never grow up. Mom's nagging is actually sweet, but we don't pay attention to it when we are young and frivolous. Cherish them who are waiting for us, because when we are unhappy, they are still concerned about us, and they who have no regrets - our parents.

Cherish them, cherish them who are the most irreparable in our lives, even if time goes by, their love will not grow old, and the love that cares for us will not grow old.