The courtesy is light, it is a last resort, and it is light without ability; Family ties are very heavy, really heavy.
In ancient times, thousands of miles of snow sent carbon. That's no ordinary friendship, no ordinary interpersonal communication. That is to save people from the mire, from danger, and from the cold.
Giving charcoal in the snow is a human feeling, not a friendship established by superficial contact between people. People who can send carbon in thousands of miles of snow, at least in their lives, have been paying attention to you and understanding your situation and current situation. Even if you don't think he exists, his eyes are always by your side. When you are in prison, your ordinary friend is gradually drifting away, and only he is getting closer and closer to you, holding your hand, bringing comfort and helping you tide over the difficulties. This favor is sometimes small, but it is timely rain. The so-called dripping grace deserves a spring.
Such things are less and less common in modern life.
Sending goose feathers thousands of miles away is a very common and normal interpersonal friendship, and it is the maintenance and extension of various friendships established between people. A phone call, a short message, a hello to let us know that some of us still care, some miss and some remember. We don't care whether the gift is generous. Even if we send a goose feather or a bunch of flowers, we are all expressing the same message, that is, we care and miss you, or regret the past years, or care and understand the soul of the future years. It is a profound friendship that may last for a long time.
Whether it's a thousand miles to send charcoal snow in love or a thousand miles to send goose feathers, it warns us that gifts are precious and family ties are priceless. What I sent was something, and what I entrusted was that heavy affection.
But there is also a gift whose "weight" is to express your weight in a person's heart and his good feelings for you.
If he always brings you some worthless gadgets, he will feel distressed to spend some money for you-can you believe his affection for you?
He just doesn't think you're worth it or that he's not worth spending more money on.
After so many years of growth, I gradually understand some common sense. When I was young, I was concerned about who gave me more money. Finally, I learned that the money that parents give their relatives and children every year determines what relatives give us, or that the money that relatives give every year also determines what parents give their children. When you grow up, it is also a matter of weighing what gifts you want to give in the New Year, and weighing what the other party gives you or the other party's status.
So over the years, except my parents' brother's house, other relatives really don't want to pay New Year's greetings, which is particularly boring. Carrying things, you came to my house and I came to your house, wasting those poor days of vacation.