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Suddenly understand parents' sentences

When I was a child, the concept of home was a shelter from the wind and rain.

When the heavy rain suddenly comes, we can have a good time with our parents at home.

The rain under the eaves is like a column, and the warmth in the house is reassuring.

When I was a child, my parents' concept was two people who could do magic.

Mother always makes simple meals delicious.

Dad can always come up with the toys and books we want.

When I was a child, my home was warm, but we got used to it and thought it was like that.

When I was a child, my parents were very strong. We used to think that my parents were Popeye.

Growing up, we always wanted to escape from that home.

Home has become a door that binds us.

Our dreams always want to go through this door and fly freely

We always want to get rid of this bondage and go out to the wonderful world to fly ourselves.

We've had enough of mom's nagging,

We are tired of dad's strict discipline,

We don't want to eat mom's old cooking,

We turned a blind eye to what dad brought back.

When we grow up, what attracts us is not the warm home, but the sky outside.

We have grown up, and we are leaving two people who are getting old day by day at home.

When I grew up, I finally left that ordinary home.

When I grew up, I finally left my parents who nagged us about eating, drinking and sleeping well all day.

We have our own lives, we have our own circles,

We will have a big drink when we are proud, and forget our parents at this time.

We will cry when we are depressed, and we will think of our parents at this time.

When I grow up and broaden my horizons, I live in my own house.

The family whose parents are hiding in their memories is drifting away.

When I grow up, I have more contact, and I am wonderfully called a friend.

Our aging parents are left behind by us.

When one day, the disappointment of life hit us hard,

I always want to go home, go back to my warm home and find a little warmth.

But I can't.

When one day, I found that everyone around me was complicated and depressed,

I've always wanted to go home, go back to my parents, listen to my mother talk about things at home and play chess with my father.

But I can't arrive on time.

When I grow up, I suddenly understand that a home with parents is as warm as spring.