Every day of my life Author: Every day of my life is at gunpoint. The peach blossom beside the wet sunshine, the grass under my feet, the romantic life and the blooming life ahead are more brilliant than spring. I was there every day of my life.
Affection is a trickle, bringing sweet moisture to the soul; Affection is a ray of soft sunshine, which makes the frozen heart melt silently; Family is a quiet harbor, which makes the fatigue of sailing disappear. Affection is white hair on parents' foreheads, infinite care and hope in parents' eyes, and affection is a beam of light in the dark, giving you an irreplaceable feeling and warmth of home. For your convenience, here are some modern poems about family relations.
In the past, we indulged in emotional joy, but forgot the ardent expectations behind it. Only when I deeply realized that the endings of those stories were always doomed without any suspense did I feel and understand the long-term nagging and telling. Those eager eyes soon fell into the image of the years when they were white-haired. Even the sound is the same as the time-Cang Sang, have we taken a good look at my parents?
The legendary emotion is a tangled game, and we may be disappointed and sad. People who have lost their feelings may be a coincidence: if you walk from the left side of feelings to the middle of affection, will you hate the choices at that time, those wayward indifference and rebellion?