Sound soundings: Xu Petrels

In 2023, everything was new. Together with this five-long holiday, it is a new one, with less constraints and consideration, many of whom are planned to go out and become part of the mountain people’s sea, and my own intention is five days to return to my mother’s home earlier.

Some 10 years ago, I gave my own provision that holidays must be returned, but last year’s quinquennial was not intended to go back because of the unconscious and unmobile nature of the epidemic and because of the problems of access to nuclear acetic acid, which left me consciously to remain inactive. But it is not as natural that I was called back by a very aggressive telephone on the afternoon of the first day of the holiday, when my mother suddenly threw stones, whose entire pain was not capable of being flared on the throw, had been taken to hospital with the help of relatives and had only returned to arrange for inpatient escorts. I went home, went to hospital, talked to a doctor, and learned that we did not deal with this complex cachots and stone combination surgery on the ground, move to be fertile, see expert clinics, go to hospital, wait for my mothers, go home and go home in May.

This year’s five-day holiday, I planned to go home earlier, to take me to hospital for examination, and to be hospitalized if necessary, so that I can return earlier, hide the tidal and take the leave with me for some time.

From the University’s departure from a small county city, from which parents live alone after graduation, more than three decades later, it has never been realized that these are more than three decades old years, which are the best years for me and aunt, and a gold age for us.

The strangling and jockeying of tear gas, a day better than a day, always believing that the future, even if not good, will be good, and that the future will be better, with the conviction that even the injury will never be desperate. As long as it is believed that there will be a miracles, or a lucrative bar, I am a man who is in a position of iron, who is naked and fists, who can be put to good for himself long ago and who has been on a quiet day. My mother, working in a small city to retire, hanging, ridiculing and strangling, is not allowed to leave. Time will always be so hospitable as we are, and our families will always be so, to be happy.

Until July last year, I suddenly fell on the way to go home at an early exercise, when doctors gave a notice of illness, so it was clear that my parents were truly old and that we were accompanied by a short break of one day, that separation could occur at every next moment, that old age and death were so urgent before me.

Over the years, a number of words on old decay have been seen, a new “low-heaval”, a simplistic “who is in the flash of silver, etc.”, and the author then depicted the “No one” that she ends with the old-age paternal father … and is more visible than ever before, in her own body, it will be more true than any word or video.

Fathers have been ill-equipped, shattered and cured at a slightly higher level of respiring, and we are not going to talk out of buying vegetables, walking down, and the next floor has not been possible, and there have been considerable difficulties in waiving the face. I decided that he would be better examined and then hospitalized, and I am confident that he will improve.

This holiday, which I spent in hospital and at home, without any friends, did not attend any meeting, but I saw me in the beginning to take two steps to examine wheelchairs, finally to go out of my own home, to go home without being too oxygen, to retaliate once, to wave, not to assist, to complete it, and, in general, to be seen slowly.

I also thank the State for setting up vacations that allow me to accompany the parents. This long vacation, while not playing water or joying in the mountains, has also yielded satisfaction and happiness. When I leave my parents, I leave the door. I should be the most paid-off.