Chapter 92 (Dream)

In the evening, your mom came over again, and it looked like you were going to your classmate's birthday party.

Your mom told me a lot that day, and it was all about you. It's really hard for her, I can feel her love for you like water, she even cried that day, I almost cried when I heard it.

She will always love you, even if sometimes she makes decisions that are difficult for you to understand, please don't let her down.

After all, people get together and disperse, and your mother stayed in our store for about an hour that day before leaving.

With your mother's departure, the shoe store suddenly became empty again, you are not here, this store will always be empty, and my heart, just like this empty shoe store, has no trace of anger.

In the days that followed, I could only spend it in memory. We are less than a kilometer away from you, but we seem to be centuries apart. Whenever I think of you, I want to write something, and I always feel like I should leave something behind.

Soon, I was writing two poems.

"Love"

I see you again,

You haven't changed at all,

Especially the watery eyes,

And that beautiful face.

My thoughts on you,

At this moment, it has all been thrown to the edge of the sky,

Just let me look quietly into your eyes,

Just let time stand still in this moment.

I know it's not possible,

I just wanted to see you a little more.

This goes through the sky,

I don't know when we'll see each other again,

If there is no deadline,

Just let me wait for you every day forever.

I don't know where it starts,

Go deeper.

Sunny Day

Even though there are three thousand weak waters,

I also take only one scoop.

Even if there is a piece of memory,

I only have your moments.

Four days,

It's so short,

It's so short that I haven't had time to look at you a few more times.

Four days,

It's so long,

It's like I'm past the end of the year.

Have your time,

It's always spring.

Sometimes I hate why there are four seasons in a year,

Why is there a you in this world?

You only have two seasons for me.

I'm so afraid of rainy days,

I'm afraid you're not by my side,

There is no one to shield you from the raindrops.

In my heart,

If you are well,

It's a sunny day.

At the time, I wanted to share it with you, but you weren't with me. I know I'll show you someday, and I hope you'll remember the good old days.

Today is October 6th, and it's your birthday. I've thought of words of blessing for a long time, but I can't say them to your face.

I'll just have to wait until noon when you get out of school and send you a message.

"Although I feel very monotonous, I still send my heartfelt wishes: Happy Birthday. I'd love to buy you a cake. ”

"Oh, you don't have to buy it. It's a little birthday, and there's a cake tonight. ”

"It's good to have something to eat."

"En"

"I have made a poem for you

"Zhen Xin Joy"

Celebrate your birthday with joy,

The house was full of friends to welcome the people.

It's fate to get together,

I sincerely wish you a bright future. ”

"Thank you. By the way, I wrote about yesterday's inner world, in space, take a look! By the way, give me a rating. ”

"Okay."

Saying that, I clicked on the QQ software on my phone, and soon your dynamics flashed on my phone screen, and you uploaded it in the form of a photo, and the general content is like this:

To Myself: "The Voice of Seventeen-Year-Old Inner Growth"

Say, I don't know where to start; Write, and don't know where to start and write. It's just that I want to say too much, I want to write too much.

At that time, when I was sad and sad at a young age, a small piece of candy could drive away all the negative emotions.

Now, as I grow up and become sensible, the candy has become ineffective. I can hear my inner voice and feel it growing. For a long time, I thought that the so-called rebellious period was to surf the Internet, clubbing, and fight......

In the days when I approached the age of seventeen, I suddenly realized that it was not as simple as I understood.

It turns out that I am also so rebellious, and my parents' love is completely ignored by me, nagging, scolding, and disciplining...... I was so disgusted with these things, even though I knew at the time that it was love, but I still felt that it was superfluous, and this was my rebellion.

Gradually, I grew up; Slowly, my parents grew old. People are sophisticated, they listen more and more, and they understand more and more.

I found that the outlook on life, values, and worldview that I learned from books did not conform to the trend of social development at all.

I want to say to the world, "How I don't want to be assimilated by you. ”

But it says, "It's growth, and you have to go through it." ”

I really wanted to grow up, so I would be very free. Now, I feel the love of my parents even more. When I was born, I had nothing, and no one knew what I would grow to be and what kind of person I would become. My parents didn't care and loved me unconditionally from the beginning. Nowadays, I am even more reluctant to leave my parents, but I am no longer a little child, and one day I will leave the protection of my parents and call myself an umbrella.

Some may say, "Those are parental obligations." ”

But I don't think it's right, in fact, no one in this world is obligated to be nice to anyone, really! I want to be a filial daughter, a kind and down-to-earth person.

Dear self: Today is your birthday, and I feel that your growth, especially the feeling between you and your parents, has changed, and I have experienced the love of your parents more, so I wrote your inner voice.

Happy birthday! At the same time, I would like to thank my relatives and friends for loving me for 17 years.

Thank you! Thank you so much! love.

: Some things are like that, and by the time you really get it, it's too late. Thankfully, you were able to foresee. After reading what you wrote, I think you've grown up, really grown up. Maybe it's your best birthday present.

: Yes, yes!