Children are parents' debts.

? Buddha said, what kind of career is planted, what kind of fruit will be harvested. Perhaps children are debts owed by their parents in their previous lives, and debts exhausted by their parents in this life.

Children are the debts of parents, one is the role of creditors and the other is the role of debtors, so their relationship is doomed to inequality. In China, most parents devote their whole lives to their children, from meticulous care in infancy to going to school, starting a family and taking care of their grandchildren. Children in this period, like the old slave owners, exploited their parents step by step and squeezed their surplus value until their youth stopped and their lives passed away. But at that time our parents were not like slaves. They will not resist, nor will they be dissatisfied. They are willing to do all this, even without regrets and enthusiasm. But how do children treat their parents? Except for a few who are really filial to their parents and let them enjoy their old age, most of their children have not let their parents spend their old age with peace of mind and happiness. At best, they are just "hungry".

Tell me about myself. My parents are poor peasants for three generations, maybe more than three generations. I was born in 1992. At that time, the family planning inspection was strict, and the concept that our rural families must have boys was deeply rooted, so there was no way. After the full moon, my parents sent me to my grandmother's house to support her. In fact, there were many similar situations at that time. There are many children like me, commonly known as "black households". When the brigade came to check, we hid. The most impressive time was when my uncle took me to hide in a pigsty. But my parents' practice also satisfied their wishes. They have a son and I have a younger brother. My brother and I are only over a year apart. Since then, I have been living in my grandmother's house. When I was about four or five years old, a relative of my family worked in the brigade. My parents got an account through their relationship, so that I could go back to China and show up at my dad's house. Perhaps this matter is quite impressive. I remember crying all the way when I was taken home. Now whenever I think about it, I can feel a deep sadness. But anyway, I finally returned to my justified home.

? Next is my life in my "new home". When I first came, everything felt strange, and my parents didn't know a good education method. When I was a child, I always felt that my parents didn't love me, but only loved my brother. Because I am the boss of the family, all delicious food is given to my brother, and the delicious and interesting ones are given priority to my brother. When there is a contradiction, no matter who is at fault, I am almost always the one who quarrels. And I always get a sentence, you are my sister and my brother. In fact, these are nothing. Even if they love my brother more than me, I think they still love me a little. The saddest thing is when parents quarrel. Every time they quarrel, my mother will run away from home and go to my grandmother's house, but when my mother leaves, she always takes only my brother and leaves me alone at home. When my father was young, he had a bad temper and didn't care about people. Once, I was deeply impressed. I accidentally touched him there and he hit me in the heart. I couldn't breathe and felt like I was going to die. Then every time my mother takes my brother away, I secretly hide in the toilet and cry. I'm afraid my father will find out and hit me. I really feel that the whole world has abandoned me. At that time, I really felt that I might as well die in such pain.

? Then there was another turning point in my life, that is, after going to school, I got the seventh place in my class in an exam in grade five and issued a certificate. When I got home, my parents were very happy and cooked me a lot of delicious food. At that moment, I realized that if I studied hard, my parents would love me more. That's true. As I study better and better, my parents treat me better and better. They often cook me good food and give me pocket money. Of course not. At that time, most students went to the county to attend middle school. I want to go too. My father refused to let me go because he was too expensive. And my whole junior high school life is very good, and I feel that my status has been improved to a certain extent.

? However, I studied very well and was admitted to No.1 Middle School in our county. And many people come to my house to take pictures and set off firecrackers in front of my house. Maybe I did really well in the mid-term exam. But I don't know how many points I got. Because the level of high school education in our county was not as good as that in other counties at that time, my father asked me to go to other counties to attend high school. I think my parents had high hopes for me. In high school, I was rebellious. I don't know why I suddenly have the courage to do things I didn't dare to do before, such as pouting with my parents, deliberately making them angry, quarreling with them, and even treating them badly. My classmates all say I can't do that to your parents. But at that time, I felt that I was right, my wings were hard, and I didn't have to put up with their "hypocrisy" anymore. At this time, I feel that my status has been further improved, and I can even say that I have reached the peak of my life.

The next step is the college entrance examination, when you often get less than 600 points. But this may be a punishment for my arrogance My life is a complete failure. In the first year of the college entrance examination, I didn't even get on the second line. I really cried at the moment I found the result, and I couldn't stop for many days, feeling that my life was gloomy. At this time, unexpectedly, my parents didn't bother me with a word. On the contrary, they encouraged me, saying that it was nothing, and I was sure to get into one in another year. Then my father called my class teacher to enlighten me and let me continue my school. My mother has been with me, comforting me in different ways and making me happy. My parents are the bright lights in those gloomy days, illuminating my future and giving me hope for life. Then, of course, I reread. That year, my parents often went to school to see me and enlighten me. I didn't live up to my expectations and was admitted to a book. I changed my parents this year, but some deep-rooted things are really hard to change.

The university time is wonderful. I get along well with my classmates, teachers and parents. At that time, I liked reading and spent all day in the library. Reading is really a shortcut to study, and my time in the library really changed me a lot. Through reading and studying in university, I saw a bigger world, and tried to reconcile with it, treat everyone around me well, and try to look at the problem from their perspective and understand them from their perspective. Slowly, I also changed, becoming positive, optimistic, warm and upward. I also made many good friends and met people who cherish me and my life partner.

When I change, the world changes quietly. Maybe you really need to open your heart and let the sun shine in. Since I put everything down and prepared to make peace with all the unpleasantness, I have discovered many things that I have never discovered, most of which are about my parents. I see. At that time, although I was sent to my grandmother's house, my father tried to earn money to buy me milk powder and food every month. I see, in order to get me an account, my father gave others a lot of money as a gift. I know that every time I went to see me in high school, I lost my temper. My mother came back sad for many days and got up and cried in the middle of the night. I know my father works very hard on the construction site, and my mother has been doing very tired work in the factory. They have been trying to make money and pay my tuition and living expenses. I see, they only eat delicious food when I come home. I know, in fact, they have always loved me, but they can't express it, and I am too young to find it. It turns out that I am also the child who has been loved by my parents.

Children are parents' debts. Who can be sure what will happen in the next life We owe our parents too much in this life. Should I be a parent to pay my debts in my next life? If so, that would be great. I am willing to establish a creditor-debtor relationship with my parents and grow old together.