Here's how it goes:
During the holidays, a college student had to take the green train home the next day because he didn't get a high-speed rail ticket. He had to sit on the train for more than 20 hours, but he still felt beautiful thinking about going home.
I thought I would be happy as soon as I got home, but who knew that I wouldn't be happy when I opened the door. As soon as I got home, I looked at my parents' dilapidated house, which was in a mess, not a single piece of the house was clean, not standing, not sitting. So the physical and mental disgust sent a circle of friends:
Although your parents are poor, they love you a little bit, and they haven't stopped since you were born.
Although they are short of money, they are just one child, and they do everything they can to get you to college.
Although this house is inconspicuous, the walls are quite strong, the floor is flat, and the ceiling is not leaky, which is much stronger than those broken tile houses.
What you don't know is that your parents are whispering behind their backs for life, you just stand on their shoulders and look at the bustling world they haven't seen.
The most poignant thing is that I use my parents' hard-earned money to learn things, experience the life they haven't experienced, and finally look down on their simple and simple appearance. A good dog is not poor, and a good child is not ugly. Those who look down on their parents and think they are poor or ugly are really ignorant to the extreme. Million Creators Program