A "ego" and a "big you" should have talked it over a long time ago.
Son, dad saw himself in the past from you.
As if it were yesterday, as if it were just now.
The same innocence, the same stubbornness
The same curiosity, the same recklessness
Even the way of being punished when making mistakes is strikingly similar.
Even pretending to be strong after being punished is incredibly similar.
Come on, kid, sit next to dad-
A big cloud and a small cloud should be snuggled together without gaps.
Yesterday, you held your father's thin legs intimately all day.
I still lean against my dad from time to time and refuse to come down.
But today, you have countless timidity and temptations.
There are many strangers in the eyes and many grievances in the mouth.
I'm sorry, son. Dad shouldn't let the rain in his heart fall on your shoulders.
I'm sorry, son. Dad really forgot that you are just a child.
Come on, kid, sit next to dad-
A pair of big hands and a pair of small hands should have hugged each other tightly long ago.
You have your own grievances and you have your own persistence.
How many undeserved grievances, you silently bear.
How many things you shouldn't choose, you bite your teeth and choose.
Those reasons are so ridiculous.
Touching your coquettish face, the dust floated into dad's eyes again.
Looking at your trusting eyes, dad's heart trembled inexplicably.
Come on, kid, sit next to dad-
There is nothing a big urchin can't communicate with a little gentleman.
In the future, I will not condescend to scold you, nor will I bother you with endless homework.
I won't bend down to seduce you with candy, and I won't threaten you with cartoons.
In the future, you won't be wronged and obedient to please me, and you won't scare me with "not eating"
You no longer use "I am still young" as an excuse, and you no longer pretend to be cute to me.
Now, no one is tall or short. We sit side by side, legs next to legs.
Now, you tell me about the wonderful school, and I will also talk about the troubles at work.
Come on, kid, sit next to dad-
I used to think that you were "the past me" and I was "the future you"
In fact, we are so similar but so different.
Everyone loves books, but they see different worlds and feel different.
They are stubborn and curious, but they prove and insist in a completely different way.
Your little body is branded with your father's shadow, but my tired direction will not be your future.
Wisdom can make you leave the wind behind when you move forward, and kindness will make your journey full of sunshine.
I never doubted that.
Come, son; Come On Children
Let's go to grandma's small vegetable garden to water and catch bugs.
Let's play and chase on the grass in front of our house.
We ran happily together like two children, giggling.
We work hard together and think hard like two men.
Together, we kept our "secret" from our mother like two bad guys.
Come on, kid; Come on, kids.
We watch the ebb and flow of the tide together, and we listen to the flowers bloom and fall together.