Talk about the feeling that poverty spreads the wind.

I finally know what into the badlands is. Every step of the child, they are careful and serious, and they are afraid of going the wrong way and hurting the child.

There is not a moment when I don't show my love for my children. But when children love them, they always refuse, don't, that's enough, just do it yourself. Parents always live for our children, not knowing whether it is good or bad.

However, as children, we actually have a great burden, and sometimes we really feel incompetent. At this age, our parents are still so worried. I think, if I am Ma Yun, I am Buffett, or I am a big leader, they will not worry. I don't think so.

They will worry about your current turnover of Alipay. What's the profit? They will worry about today's stock price trend and scold a big coffee. They will be worried about the public facilities here, okay? How did the voice of the masses respond?

It's just that every parent has a different model. I think I'm still rebellious. My parents said I must win, yes! "Good girl" in life and work. I am ambivalent, too.

Such a rational analysis is not feasible at home, because home is a place of love. Just, I want to say that I want to leave family of origin. Of course, it is not an abacus denial, but I want to have my own judgment and be brave in making decisions.

Independence, independence, is to escape from my hotbed and then bravely get hurt. Just eat more bitter. Touch the wall more, and you will know where there is no wall. Should I take the initiative to communicate with them and tell them our plans and plans? Well, I suddenly feel like a leader.

Now I feel at home. More communication, more discussion and more foresight will lead to less friction, less misunderstanding, more harmony and more care. All right. I think I'm fine, too, aren't I? The only way is to be strong. But be happy anyway ~