Some Impressions（YSM）

It is said that a child can never really grow up until he or she is away from home. Surely, when I was at home, my parents almost cared about everything that happened on me. They helped to arrange my life in order. It is their considerate care that made my childhood so light-hearted.

Every morning, in order to ensure that I could have a longer sleep, mom would get up early to prepare breakfast for me, and then dad would drove me to school. Every day, they left no means untried to enrich my dinner, thus, there were always dishes I like and are of high nutrition waiting for me when I came back home. In case that I would feel lonely studying late until midnight, mom would always sit beside silently accompanying me. Every time when I came across difficulty, they would just be there to pull me out of the dilemma; every time when I lost my heart and was about to give up, they would stretch out their warm hands and continue the journal together with me; every time when I was tied of studying, they would guide me with an understand attitude…. It is universally acknowledged that children can never truly understand their parents until they themselves become parents.

Before we graduated from high school, our teacher told us, when we leave home, we should never report bad news, but good news to home. Because perhaps it is only a simple sentence “I fell ill”, they would spend many days sleepless and worried about us day and night. We may think parents are garrulous, reminding us again and again to watch out when crossing a road, be careful about our wallet, and concentrate during class, like treating a small child... However, in fact, in their eyes, no matter how old we are, we are always their little children. They don’t really care how much we will repay them when we grow up; they don’t expect us to contribute to the family; they simply hope that we will be happy and healthy all the way along. They say that we are their hope, the continuation of their life. They force us to study, not because if we fail the exam they will lose face, but they hope that good marks can be a guarantee for our future career. After all, the journal of life is long and tough, and they can’t always walk by our side prepared to help us up whenever we fall down.

I have read these words in a book “Actually, every mother is an angel, but when she gives birth to a baby, she just silently hides all her brilliance, and is willing to become an ordinary but great mother”. Parents sacrifice their youth and vigor to look after us. They would rather bear hardships themselves, than let their children suffer.

You may never know when it is that they have their first grey hair; you may never know when it is wrinkles cover their once beautiful face; you may never know how many times they have cried for you; you may never know how much they love you…

Think of your dear parents, their smiles, their warm hands, and their considerate care. Please do not be sparing of the words “I love you”. Right now, please pick up you phone and call back home, telling them, you love them too.