If only you turned around.

I think, when you have never been to our life, but you have, covered in injuries, you are numb with pain, but we are in great pain; I want to completely eliminate you from my heart, but I don't care anyway. After all, I care too much. I always hope that you can return to the prodigal son as soon as possible, but you must be stubborn and go all the way to the dark, looking like you will never look back.

There is a cliff in front of us. Every step we take is one step closer to a complete heartbreak. We can't bind you, and we can't let you abandon evil and do good. We can only silently follow behind you, hoping that you can repent and turn over a new leaf, but you have been desperately walking, regardless of our tears behind you. Are you completely ignorant of right and wrong, or are you completely ignorant of human accidents? Who really misses your good years and wants you to go astray? Who doesn't expect you to achieve something, just hope you can be yourself cleanly, and who is duplicitous and waiting to catch you and see your jokes. You are clearly walking on a dark road, and we are always behind you, holding a bright lamp for you. Why do you never want to look back?

We are your closest and favorite people, and we are the only people in the world who want you to have a good life. We are related to the honor and disgrace, happiness and well-being of your life. We rejoice in your happiness, worry about your sadness, grieve for your injury, and sigh for your sadness. Why don't you treat us sincerely, be honest with each other, make up lies blindly to cheat our trust, and don't care about the good things we give you? In your heart, our caring and attentive for so many years is not worth others' hypocrisy at all.

If there is you in this world, it's just like without you. For us, it's grief and despair, and it's a lifelong sadness. No, fate, I want to taste the sorrow of this world, and some of these sorrows are about you. I don't want to taste sadness. It's not that I'm not strong enough to face the storm calmly, but I don't want to see you deviate from the track of life and finally break into pieces and can't turn back. We have been entangled with you, and there is no room for turning back; We have been looking forward to it. I hope you can go back and start a new life, be a simple and ordinary person and live a simple and quiet life!

It would be great if we could turn around. The unspeakable sadness in their eyes disappeared. If you let go of everything in the past, they can enjoy their old age. During the day, everyone does their own thing, and at night, the whole family sits together, even if it is a simple meal, it will not be very happy. If it is a holiday, it will be even more joyful. I will carefully spend some time with you, talking and laughing, and take this opportunity to see your familiar and warm faces. Such simple happiness can't be simple, and ordinary can't be ordinary. For others, it is within reach, but for us, it is out of reach. Because of your poor idea, it will be our opposite from now on.

You know, their hearts are bleeding because of your irrelevant absurdity; You know, their eyes are full of sadness because of your desperate appearance; You know, my heart is very painful, and I committed suicide for your disregard. You must not know. If you did, how could you hurt yourself so crazily? I just hate that even if I can make them proud, I can never replace you in their minds. What's more, I am just a humble dust, which can't float above the white clouds to show my long-cherished wish. I can only slowly degenerate in reality, neither let them speak proudly nor solve all kinds of sadness in their hearts!

If you turn around, I will kneel down and thank God. If I kneel down and pray to God, I will be willing to let you turn back as soon as possible, and let me kneel as long as possible. We are connected by blood, if you bleed, we will follow the pain; If you are sad, we will be sad. How can you be so cruel and heartless, treating our care like dirt and throwing it away at will? Treat our true feelings as heavy mud and trample them at will. If you never want to look back, how can you repay their kindness? They have paid for you and me all their lives and cared for you all their lives. How do you repay them? Don't, this life, your arrival, is doomed to be our disaster, we are doomed to escape this disaster, to burn our hearts alive in this disaster!

I don't know what we did in our last life. We have to taste the hardships of this life. Home is not like home, our dream is in the south. When can I pay off my past sins and debts? We don't seek wealth and gentleness, but happiness and reunion. I still remember when I was a child, my family surrounded the wall, lit a kerosene lamp at night, sat in a ball, ate dinner and ran out of the house. In midsummer, there are many mosquitoes, and the beans grow to the top along the high pole. Mung bean leaves sway gently with the evening breeze, and the moonlight is bright. We ran around in front of the house, and the cheerful shadows danced in the moonlight until we were tired. We picked two bean leaves, one stuck to you and the other stuck to me, and then we had endless fun. When you are sleepy, get into bed, close your eyes and listen to the frogs croaking in the pond in front of the door. One after another, crisp and loud, beautiful. I fell asleep unconsciously!

At that time, I think about it now. Although I was extremely poor, I was really extremely happy. You are not so naughty, and they are not so sad. They expect us to grow up quickly, and in the blink of an eye, we will really grow up, thinking that when we grow up, they can worry less. Who would have thought that when you and I grow up, we will make them sad. I still remember one time, you were beaten, and I tried my best to protect you. In the end, neither you nor I were spared. I was so sad that I hid under the bed and began to cry. When eating, you bring the rice to my bed and call me, "Sister, it's time to eat." Do you know how moved and happy I was at that moment? But now, how can we wake you up, re-enter the years and re-enter life?

God, I beg you, open your eyes and see, if you can, can I bear all the pain and all the sins alone and let them go? In my dream, I dreamed of the kind face of the Bodhisattva. In my dream, I saw the Buddha set up heaven and gave me a golden spell. Those four words are vague, but they have been lingering in my heart. I don't want their old hearts to suffer any more. I don't want to see him go to a desolate corner again, there is no turning back! How can I make the suffering attached to them fade away? How can I make them stop despairing in the future?

Suffering can't go away, whether you like it or not, you have to face it; Suffering cannot be removed, whether you accept it or not, you must bear it; No matter how you let go, it won't work. I imagine the sadness surging in their hearts at night. At night, it is dark, but their thoughts and thoughts are as bright as moonlight. They force tears during the day, but they must all be in the middle of the night. Their eyes are stinging and their ears are burning. I don't know how to comfort, how to cheer up, and how to be strong. I just feel that the world is extremely sad and there is no warmth to be found. If only you turned around!

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