Nowadays, most people live just to survive and forget the joy that should be cherished. The beauty at the beginning has become a fleeting thing now, and the laughter at the beginning has become the sadness and longing now. The hardships of life crushed my father, who in my eyes was able to carry the sky, and took away the health of my mother, who in my eyes had the most beautiful face. The hardships of life allowed us to practice the attitude of being happy to others and bearing the sorrows of others.
The passage of time takes away the innocent laughter and banishes the simple heart; in exchange for the baldness and fragility of the parents, what is given to us are false smiles and complicated hearts...
So how should I face life? I can only climb up the stairs!
The reason why I want to write these words is to record as much as possible the ups and downs about my family in my mind in my limited memory time. Because I know that the farther away the time is, the more blurred the memory will be and the more will be lost, so I choose to capture this short-term memory for future reflection, taste and sharing.