A phone call

Family love letter

Today, my mother called me at noon. I don't know what the reason is. Maybe it's because of the pressure recently. Maybe it's because my mother cares about it. Maybe it's because of the little affectation suddenly. At that time, I couldn't help crying. Mother has always wanted me to take the postgraduate entrance examination, not because of the high degree, but do not want me to work so early, I told my mother, now go straight out to find a job is good too, not too tired, at least can to feed myselves. But mom suddenly said to me, "don't you want us to raise you? We raise you." I could not help it. Mama was too emotional. Mama also asked me if I had called Dad. I thought for a while and said in a low voice, no, the initial insistence, found no realization, and for a long time did not take the initiative to contact my family, reflection ~. Everything my mother said on the phone was about me, cold or cold, have or no buy new clothes, Is birthday going home? Although now I grew up, but in front of them like a child, has not grown up.

You are behind me

When I was young, I couldn't understand why adults care less about home and less about parents when they have a job, so I told myself that when I grow up, I'll call home at least once a week, and I can't ignore the feelings of my family. But now I find that I do not often call my family before I graduate. Families will never ignore us, nor can we ignore our family's feelings, so take the initiative to contact our family.

Memories of childhood swing