Fly happily like a bird

Recently, when I am free, I especially like to go for a walk by the spicy rhyme lake on the edge of the county. It is surrounded by mountains and waters, and the vegetation is fresh. It is a rare quiet place in the county, and the birds on the surrounding mountains are melodious and refreshing. I remember when I was in primary school, I learned Bird's Paradise in my Chinese textbook. Because of the long history, I can't remember where the book "Paradise for Birds" written by Mr. Ba Jin is, but I think the green hills and trees in tiandeng, Chongzuo City, Guangxi Province are undoubtedly a paradise for birds. Occasionally, a person walks to the foot of a remote and inaccessible mountain and sees some big trees on the mountain. There are many birds in the tree. Some are flapping their wings, some are dancing and hovering, and some are standing on the branches and singing. They are free, carefree and free. ...

Looking at these birds, I can't help but "infect" their happiness. The word "happiness" is interpreted on Baidu as a comfortable situation and life. I think happiness is what everyone wants.

Once, near the foot of the mountain, the mobile phone suddenly rang, instantly breaking the silence of the mountain. A few bluebirds are flying around, countless birds are chirping in the trees, and the treetops are echoing with birdsong. "No one can solve it, because the wind flies over the roses." Did my unexpected arrival disturb them, or did they sing a cheerful song to welcome me? The air is filled with the fresh fragrance of plants and trees. Of course, the wind is free, the birds are free, and my mind is free. I stood quietly in the wind, enjoying the wind blowing and the singing of birds, watching these birds struggling to fly high into the air, fighting freely and happily in the air, and tired, flying back to the lush and warm tree nest. I think, this is happiness, and it is the state of life I pursue. Happiness, isn't it? There will be satisfaction in pursuit and fun in hard work ... even if you trudge, you will occasionally stop for a moment and not be too hasty. ...

The other day, when my daughter, a sophomore in Nanning, started school, I drove her to school. It has been raining and it is very cold. I stood alone at the school gate, standing in the rain, watching my daughter walk into the school gate with an umbrella, pushing a car full of luggage and books, pushing them hard on the way to school and slowly disappearing into the rain curtain at the end of the road. I can't help crying. Is it because the family had a warm and happy winter vacation together, and now my daughter suddenly goes back to school? Or is it because it is too difficult to see my daughter pushing a baggage cart alone? I think there are both! I may not want my daughter to leave me and feel the storm of life alone too early. I only hope that she can be calm and calm on the long and unknown road ahead. However, in fact, my daughter will run away from me one day, strive to set foot on her own road, rush to her own future, fly away alone like a bird, and fly to a wider sky.

Think of my daughter graduating from kindergarten to primary school. Whenever time permits, I always rush to the school gate, staring at the door and waiting for it to open. A daughter will fly to me like a bird. ...

Later, my daughter went to Nanning to attend junior high school and sent her to school to help her make the bed. When I was about to return, my daughter solemnly said to me, "Dad, from now on, you finally don't have to drive me to school so hard every morning and evening." At that time, for some reason, my heart trembled slightly. Yes, I don't have to answer it sooner or later, but instead of feeling relaxed, I have a kind of loss, an unspeakable loss. Who else can remember the time of their children more clearly than parents? I just want to stay with my daughter who is running forward and care about her. Don't make any mistakes in this stormy journey. My daughter has been studying in Nanning for three years after junior high school, until now. Although the distance is not far, she is not around after all, and I have always been full of concern for her.

In fact, isn't a daughter like a growing bird? As their wings get tougher every day, they are destined to try to fly by themselves gradually. Gradually master the balance of flight, straighten out your wings and mood, and spread your wings and fly in the experience. In the journey of pursuing the future, I am not afraid of wind and rain. No matter where I fly, I can pursue and progress freely and happily, and experience the happy feeling of flying freely like a bird. That's good.

At this time, I looked up at the big tree on this mountain, and the birds standing on the branches were still singing. In this Shan Ye, it is crisp and melodious, intoxicating, quiet and calm. Perhaps, we should learn from birds, teach children to fly, let them spread their wings and prevent them from losing their fighting spirit under the wings of their parents. One day, the bird flying with wings is a grown-up child and can fly freely, so it is worthy of pride and pride. At that time, it was still love as always, and there might be various flavors, ups and downs.

The road of life is too complicated and there are too many unknowns. I can't clearly ask my daughter what kind of road she will take in the future, let alone give her any status or wealth in the future. I can only wish and expect her to fly like a bird on the journey of life ahead!