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; 18 years old, you went to college.

At the age of 20, your sophomore year ended and you began to regret it. My childish behavior in the last two years began to work hard.

22-year-old, graduated from college, but found that he could not find a satisfactory job.

At the age of 26, you see that everyone around you is married. The money for the wedding is increasing year by year.

When you go home during the Spring Festival, your parents will take you to visit your relatives. It turned into taking you to meet blind dates and meeting a dozen girls.

You always feel a little worse than that.

At the age of 28, you met a girl just like you. You're talking about building one by one. She said: You are not bad.

You took a sip of coke and said, you too. You're not sure if you like her,

Both parents have arranged an engagement party.

A week before the wedding, you went out for a drink with your friends. You said you didn't want to get married.

My friend said, you just think too much. Who hasn't been here like this? ：

At the age of 29, you finally got married.

The wedding was neither big nor small, and no more friends came.

I saved a few years to realize my dream, and spent it on this private temple fair with more than 100 people, with a wedding in the middle.

Take her side. 3 1 year-old, the child landed.

Pregnancy check-up hospitalization cost 65,438+10,000. But it doesn't matter;

You look at your children,

I like everything, happy as if this is your new life.

At the age of 32, this is the last time you want to repeat it in your life-sleeping for an average of three hours a year.

The child has to make trouble every hour. The next day, the boss said you didn't work.

When I get home, my daughter-in-law says you don't work.

You've been thinking about it for a long time, but you don't understand. Then who works?

Driving for three years has become your real home, and you no longer care about traffic jams.

I even wish I could stay for a while.

Fame and fortune come first, but rice, oil and salt come last.

At the age of 35, you are getting worse and worse, working overtime less and less, and getting promoted more and more slowly. After work that day, my daughter-in-law told you that the child was going to kindergarten.

Bilingual 3000 a month, you haven't started frowning here, and you're getting impatient there.

"The children of Lao Wang's family are in Unit 4, 6000 yuan a month." You have already done this, and you still want the children to lose? "You didn't say anything, so you went back to your house and transferred 6000 yuan to your daughter-in-law.

This money, originally you wanted to celebrate your birthday, for yourself.

Buy a new computer.

38 years old, the child is in the first grade.

The teacher said that the first day is very important, and it is very important to lay a good foundation. You smiled and said, OK, OK, OK, please take care of the teacher.

At the age of 40, the child entered the third grade. The teacher said that the third grade is very important, and it is very important to connect the preceding with the following.

You smiled and said, yes, yes, I'm going to sign up for a cram school. At the age of 44, the child went to junior high school.

One day he came home and told you that he wanted to learn piano.

You have nothing to hesitate about, because you have been used to it for so many years.

But the sentence "Dad can't afford it now." You always don't want to talk, but children are more sensible. He said: Dad is fine, or I can learn from Tao Di first.

You look at such a sensible child, but you are not happy. At the age of 46, my child went to a high school that was neither bad nor bad. One day, you were in a meeting and got a call from your teacher.

The teacher said that your child had a fight at school and asked you to go to Nuo Nuo to ask for leave with the leader who is five years younger than you.

When I got to school, I was scolded by the teacher again-yes, the lines were nothing more than that one.

As a parent, you know how to work and whether you can spend time with your children. Look at this teacher, it's a bit ridiculous.

I remember what he said at that time: parents should work hard outside, earn more money and let their children make up lessons.

At the age of 50, the child went to college and lived up to expectations. He's Ben.

You may not know his major, but you know that work must be.

Not easy to find.

And the tuition is expensive. You want to talk to him late at night and prepare half a catty of white wine and peanuts.

What you said to him is what you hate the most. Still have to choose a popular major. I still have to think about my future work. Living is more important than love.

You go from communication to quarrel, and you find that you are old.

Too old to beat this 18-year-old child.

You can't beat him. I can only say one thing: I am your father. The child looks at you and knows it's no use arguing again. The wine game that finally established your majesty ended in discord.

You didn't live up to expectations. When the child returned to his room. It seems to be rambling-sentences.

"I don't want to live like you." Why are you crying? Fifty years old. Must be too spicy? It must be too spicy.

At the age of 55, the children have already worked, and I seem to understand you a little. But you're the other way around. You said not to compromise. 56 years old, the child is married. Did you ask him if he likes that girl? He paused and said, do you like it?

I am 60 years old and have worked hard all my life. Want to go out for a walk.

After 30 years with people around me, I still can't tell whether I like it or not.

You start planning your travel route.

After all these years, you still have differences and are still arguing. At some point, you think it may be good. Everything is ready.

The son said, "Mom and Dad, I'm too busy at work. Can you help me with my children? "

You returned your plane ticket and went back to 30 years ago.

At the age of 70, the children's children have grown up and don't have to worry about it every day.

You made up your mind that you must play. But the crutch you have at hand

I can only help you to the garden downstairs. 75 years old, you are in a hospital bed.

There are people around, and you can vaguely see the doctor shaking his head.

People around you look in awe. You know, you're dying. You didn't.-Alice was scared. ：

You suddenly ask yourself, when did I die? You will think of your wedding at the age of 30.

Maybe, at that time, he was already dead.

Traditionally, three seconds before death, the brain plays lanterns. Flash back to your 75 years. The pictures passed one by one. One second, two seconds.

Two seconds have passed, and you look at the memories of these two seconds for the third time with a straight face.

Suddenly you laughed.

So you went back to 15. You saw a boy.

Holding a bag of milk and carrying a schoolbag.

Walking under the balcony of another girl's house. The boy looked into the window. That's 15 years old, the girl you secretly love. You don't remember what she looks like. At the last second, you try to remember that three seconds have passed.

People around you start crying, and you may not hear clearly.

You finally heard the noise.

It seems that a group of teenagers of fifteen or sixteen are talking together.

Promise him, promise him, promise him.