The world I’m living in seems so cold and heartless. Stories of the aged being forsaken is utterly terrifying. Somehow, it’s pretty hard to comment on these issues since caring for the old is not an easy task to begin with.
I see my parents caring for Gonggong and all I have is respect for them. Showering Gonggong, bathing Gonggong, feeding Gonggong, coaxing Gonggong to take his medicine and so on. It scares me knowing that one day I’ll have to take on this role as well which is to care for my parents when they’re old and sick. Will I have that much patience and love to do a good job just like them?
难过的时候 谁在身边 陪我掉眼泪