Chapter 181 (1/2)

Lu Ziming felt confused and didn't know how much time he had spent. He looked at the colorful fish swimming in the deep pool in front of him and didn't think of catching them at all.

His existence seemed meaningless. No one appeared in front of him. He was afraid to cry, but no one came to comfort him; He laughed loudly, and no one came out to stop him; He wants to overcome his loneliness by venting, just like a poor actor who has no audience.

After venting, there is silence, after suffering, there is sadness, and after thinking, there is confusion. ”Do you have a problem with your understanding, or do you not understand why?”

He leaned painfully against the tree and kept hitting the tree with his head. Maybe only death can get rid of this nightmare.

A black colorful fruit fell from the tree and just concentrated him. He took a hard bite of the bitter colorful fruit. The bitter taste not only filled his mouth, but also entered his mind along the taste.

”Are you bitter?” he asked himself in his heart.

Looking at his father's bent back, a pair of hands that have never been better, and the wrinkles on his mother's forehead, are you more bitter than them?

Since he remembered, he has never heard his parents say a word of hardship and fatigue. They support the family with their not strong back. They support themselves with a meager salary and never complain. Are they more bitter than themselves? Don't they suffer in the days when they are away from home and when they are not accompanied by their relatives?

I remember I wanted a beautiful schoolbag. My father didn't have much money left. He walked more than ten miles in the mountains and brought a schoolbag back from the county city. He threw the schoolbag on the ground angrily. Isn't it hard for his parents?

His clothes were broken, and his mother mended them with tears, but he didn't want to wear them again because others laughed at him. Didn't his mother feel bitter?

Because of a chocolate, I fought with the children and broke my head. My father didn't say anything. He carried himself to the rural health center in the dark. On the way, my mother sprained her foot and endured severe pain. Aren't they bitter?

Compared with their parents' suffering, what is their own suffering; Compared with their tiredness, I have no reason to say that I am bitter. I am happy because with the care of my parents, I went to primary school, middle school and then high school. Compared with my parents' semi illiterate, I am happy and happy.

He reached out and picked a red multicolored fruit. It was a happy multicolored fruit. It was sweet and reminded people of happiness and hope in life.

He is happy. His father's silent bearing and his mother's smiling face make him feel that he is the happiest person in the world.

Someone said: without the barrier of rocks, how can we arouse beautiful waves? Without suffering, how can we arouse beautiful flowers of happiness.

When you are in the most pain, there are birds singing happily outside the window; When you are happiest, someone is suffering from illness, fighting and struggling with death. The world is always the same, but our mood and mentality in the face of encounter are different.