Dad, Zhu Ziqing missed his father, and what he remembered was his father climbing up the platform to buy him oranges. I think of your back, the way you looked when you were trapped in the ward day after day after your diagnosis, holding the railing and looking out the window at the lake and sunshine.
When I was a child, I seemed to have no choice but to chase after you, so I always hoped that you would slow down, stop and wait for me. But now, I really hope that you will have another chance to walk in front of me, don't worry about me, and see the bigger world.
Dad, words seem to have an end, but the night and longing do not.
I still love you, more than ever, and will miss you forever.
Daughter
October 13, 2024 01:22
Intention: Growth must lead to ulcers, and ulcers will eventually heal.