Tree prefer calm while wind not subside; Son choose filial while parents died.
By Lynn Guo
February 15, 2017 8:29am CST
After a long winter holiday, I became more reluctant to be away from home. Seeing my old parents with their hair turning gray, I feel so sorry but I can do nothing. I remember when I was a little girl, I wished to grow up so strongly. I never realised that time would take away my parents' youth and beauty. Tree prefer calm while wind not subside; Son choose filial while parents died. I think what I can only do is to spare more time to accompany my parents. Company is the most soulful confession of love.
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