From the time we were born, we chased and played in the yard of our hometown. We grew up slowly with the company of our parents, who were also getting older. When I didn't notice, the top of my father's head began to turn gray, and my mother's temples began to be mixed with other colors. In the past, my mother did not even know how to use Dabao, but now she has begun to use some anti-wrinkle creams. My parents who did not believe in health care products are now gradually starting to take health care products. Time has slipped away inadvertently. Looking back, I find that we have walked so many paths together, but we are always busy, but we have ignored a lot of the good things in the past. Those good things should not be buried in the ruins of time. I will pick up all the good things from the past and put them in my secret box.
