Another year is 520. Who do you want to confess to most?

Another year is 520. On this romantic day,

And people worth cherishing, to convey themselves.

Your heart!

On this special day, in fact, the people I want to express most are: parents.

When I was a child, I didn't understand my parents' hearts. Now I finally understand the deep love hidden behind those nagging and seriousness.

Over the years, you have been asking for nothing in return, regardless of gains and losses, tolerating my naughty and willfulness with patience and love, and trying your best to give me a better life.

A casual word, mom, you always regard it as a big deal.

Every time I go home, you are very busy, and my favorite dishes are all on the table.

Dad, you never show your hard work easily. You always guard this family silently.

No matter how big the storm is, I will bear it with my own strength. I am reluctant to let me suffer.

You put up with humiliation and raised me, making me optimistic, brave, confident and open-minded.

I owe you too much, especially after I get married at work, and I spend less and less time with you in filial piety.

But you didn't complain or blame. Whenever you turn around, you still stand behind me, silently helping me and giving me the greatest support.

Time really caught people off guard. Unconsciously, your back is hunched, your hair is gray, your eyes are wrinkled, and your bones are not as strong as before.

Looking at your changes, I feel a little sad, as if I understood the sentence "Life comes and goes, and the future is not long."

It turns out that everything can wait, but I love you and I can't wait!

On this rare day, I want to say to you before it's too late: "Dear Mom and Dad, I love you."

Your greatest wish in this life is that I can be happy, and my greatest wish now is that you are safe and sound.

I want time to walk slowly. I love you more.