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Chapter 678 I'm Waiting For You In Memories ([-])
Park Anhao's diary October 2013, 10 In the joy of the world, you are so unhappy
Although it is said that the National Day is a day of universal celebration, there is no such atmosphere of celebration at Lianhuadu.

The National Day holiday, for my parents, is finally able to see me who haven't been home for a long time.Other than that, it's no different from any other day in their lives, they get up early and stay late at night, and they have endless things to do.

As for the other people in the village, the mood is similar.

The children were very cheerful, and the holidays are always good.

More and more, as I get older, my mood changes every time I go home.When I first studied abroad, I didn’t want to go home at all. It’s true that the outside world is wonderful, and it’s true that my vision is wider. More importantly, I want to use all my time to do what I can.The real problem is that I need money, so I've been working a lot of jobs, and I'm always running out of time.At that time, I felt that as long as I had enough money to go home, I would not feel guilty.Perhaps because my family was not well off at all, and many of my classmates had to drop out of school to work because of this situation, my parents still worked hard to train me.They are carrying all the burdens, and they don't let me know.I am afraid that I will have a burden of thought.All I could do besides excellent grades was earn money to support my family.Although they didn't need or allow me to do it at all, they were always worried that I would be too tired to suffer.But obviously they themselves are working so hard.Just so that I can live better.

I don't quite remember how I felt when I took the money home for the first time, but I just remember that I lied and said it was a scholarship from the school.I remember that one semester, after class, I went to a middle school student's home to tutor for two hours, and worked as a waiter in a 24-hour restaurant from nine to eleven o'clock. It was not hard work.I also complained alone, and I would cry just thinking about it.At that time, I felt that everyone was falling asleep under the covers or playing happily outside, why should I work so hard.Actually, if I don't do this, my family won't blame me.However, when I think about it this way, I can't wait to end it myself.It feels so useless.So I encourage myself and comfort myself. Isn't this accumulating social experience?So I happily went to work again.

It was an unbelievable period of time, every day was like a chicken blood.Many classmates know me, so they will say, Anhao, why are you working so hard.All I can say every time is that I am too busy.

Maybe it's just too much time.

I just think that since I can't really feel their pain, at least I should work hard with me.On the premise of studying hard, I also worked hard to make money to support my family.Maybe it's still not good enough to make a lot of money, but at least I can feel at ease.

As soon as I graduated, although I refused to admit it in my heart, I had to admit that I wished that every day was a weekend and stayed at home every day.However, when it came time to go home, it was indeed more timid to get closer to the nostalgia.I didn't quite understand this feeling before, but now I fully understand the feeling of wanting to go home but not daring to go home.Maybe it is because I think that after graduation, I should do something big to repay them.But I am still on the road now, although I can't rush everything and I understand the truth, but I can't control this mood.

(End of this chapter)