In "Little Forest", it is said: "Cold is an important seasoning. "Winter is cold, icy and bleak, but our presence, our connection to home, can give meaning to the warmth of winter.
In November, the winter is long, you look at the heavy snow outside the window, walking alone in the path, do you have such feelings: "The coming of winter, a person's wandering, a person's hesitation, a person's loneliness." "Growing up, it seems that I have long been accustomed to being alone. You cry every day, fall into the edge of despair every day, but I want to ask you, in fact, you are not alone, behind you, there is always that light shining--- don't be afraid, child, we will always be your strongest backing. Yes, that's home.
01 "Haven't you been home in a long time? "It's an echo of a podcast.
So, you smile and nod your head and talk to yourself. You look at the sky, the stars are twinkling in the sky, the stars seem to have placed your endless thoughts, can you see the other side of the stars? You sigh, yes, how easy is the road home? You are determined to prove yourself and not let your parents worry, but deep down you crave warmth.
So you tell a white lie and say, "No, I'm not going home, and I don't want to go home." ”
seems to answer casually, but it is actually the fuse of the moment of inner collapse.
So, you think back that the fierce competition in the workplace again and again makes you have the idea of giving up: "I, can I, can I, can I, go home?" ”
Again and again, again and again, again and again, again and again, you hesitate.
"Am I going home? You ask yourself over and over again. On the road to growth, it turned out to be so difficult.
"—Jingle bell—", a buzzing sound, you pick up**, hesitantly look at the screen, but the screen shows "strange call", you suddenly feel a little disappointed in your heart, I hope it is a person who misses you, so you hang up without hesitation and continue to work.
After a few minutes, this strange ** dialed again, you didn't care, and continued to pack up the work in your hands. However, in this half an hour, this strange call rang more than a dozen times, and you began to care, thinking in your heart, maybe someone needed help, and at that moment, you answered **.
"Child, why don't you pick up **, your father and I are worried about you." * On the other side, a middle-aged woman seemed to have tears in her eyes. You are surprised, happy and sad, perhaps, so happy that you cry along.
"Mom, I miss you so much, I will never be willful in the future, I will leave home alone, I want to accompany you...."You're choking.
"Silly boy, go home. The middle-aged woman comforts you.
You finally let go, it turns out that it was the anger of your childhood, and the partiality of your parents that you thought when you were a child, but you never thought that your parents would always be by your side, and they always longed for your return.
Gradually, you begin to understand that home is your eternal haven.
You find a new job, start a new life, move out of your old city, and choose to return home.
You can talk to your parents every day when you come home from work, and at this time, you feel the incomparable warmth of winter. Your heart is no longer cold, but warm.
It's good to be home, your heart is firm again, and you don't need to prove it to others, because the people at home will always love you and support you.
This time, you did not choose to run away, but met with your warm self and relied on a warm home.
This winter, it's no longer cold.
--- may everyone be able to spend the long winter and see the warmth. --
--- may everyone warm themselves and stop living for others. --