Embrace

He was uneasy, feeling that his mother's arms were constantly sliding down, and her steps were getting slower and heavier. The few dozen steps that she usually walked seemed to be endless, and the dim and yellow light also gave people a strange feeling when viewed from a different perspective. "Mom, put me down!" But the more sorry he felt in his heart, the tighter his mother hugged him, as if they were from different worlds and if she let go, she would never see him again and lose him forever. He felt very strange, and he often wonders now: How could his mother, who was thin and short and weighed only over 80 kilograms when his father died, be so strong? No matter how young he is, he has already gone to school and is still taller than the average classmate. The mother could have woken him up at that time and let him go back to his room to sleep. Why did the mother have to hold him so laboriously, and more than once? And how did she know the changes in the weather outside? It seemed like she hadn't slept all night and was watching from the side. She had to go to work on time the next day. This thought made him feel even more guilty and ashamed, and he felt that his body was particularly heavy. "Mom, can you let me down and let me go by myself?" He kept pleading and finally broke away from his mother's arms. He felt like the world was spinning and people kept falling, and finally he woke up from his dream dripping with sweat, full of comfort but also extremely regretful - because he saw his mother whom he missed so much, but after all he couldn't keep her. Now that we are separated, he can't help but miss her.