When my father needed medical expenses for medical treatment, the author needed tuition fees for college, and the family was in a difficult situation, my mother still resolutely wanted to build a house, and later when the situation was difficult, my mother even thought about suicide. Mother didn't know that building a house would make the already poor family even worse? No, she knows, so why is she still so firm in her belief in building a house? When the family was in a better situation, he thought about building a four-story building, and even finally wanted to improve the house when the house was about to be demolished soon. I can't understand why I have to save face so much, as my mother said, "People live for a breath, and this breath is worth it more than anything else?" "What? I don't understand.
I shared my confusion with my family. I saw my mother overworked and fainted at the construction site, and my father who was paralyzed on the left side of his body heard that his mother had been on crutches for three or four hours after hearing his mother's accident, and he took a taxi to the hospital on the side of the road. When I thought of my mother coming home from school when I was a child, I saw my mother with blisters on her face burned by the fire, and I thought of Wanting who cried when she was caught in the arm by the subway door when she went out to play, and I seemed to understand why my mother insisted on building a house, because my father said that he wanted to build a house. After the death of her father, her mother had to fulfill her father's unfulfilled wishes. The sincere relationship between parents may not seem to us to be understood by outsiders, but after having a sincere relationship, I think I can understand it.
It reminds me of my hometown, my hometown, the village where I played with me as a child for more than ten years, also demolished. Every time I think about it, there is always a trace of regret and a trace of sadness lingering in my heart. In the past, I didn't feel a lot when I read other people's articles about homesickness, but now, maybe I feel this feeling of wandering.