Their today is our tomorrow.

Since New Year’s Eve grand auntie was ill hospital, every day and husband took the time to visit you. There was also an 88-year-old old man and a 70-year-old aunt living in the same ward with the second uncle. When I went to the hospital for the first time, I saw the old man’s daughter sitting on the bed. The old man leaned on her arms like a child. Her daughter fed the old man with water and massaged from time to time. The old man kept moaning in pain, saying vague words that only his daughter could understand. His daughter talked with his father patiently and humorously with a full face of smiles, without any irritation or dislike. Everything is so natural and skillful, a warm and admirable picture. I went to the hospital yesterday and saw my second uncle who had been out of danger. The worry in my heart was finally relieved. Sitting beside the sickbed of my uncle-in-law, listening quietly to her husband who likes chatting chatting with the next-bed aunt and her daughter. The aunt raised seven children in her whole life. All the children lived in the city. The aunt and her wife still lived in their hometown less than ten miles away from the city. This time when the aunt was ill, she considered that her son lived in the opposite side of the hospital and also opened a decent restaurant. In order to take care of the convenience, the old man was admitted to the hospital. My husband asked, is it the well-dressed couple who just came here? The old man said without complaint; Yes, now this son is very rich, living in a small villa, driving a famous brand car, and a pair of children and women graduated from college, having decent jobs, living with their parents-in-law, it can be said that there is everything in the spring breeze. The old man cried sadly and said sadly that the only thing he lacked was humanity. Since he went to the hospital, he didn’t come at all. Today he came, it was because his sister had a fight with his wife yesterday. The reason was that in order to give the old man a bowl of noodles, his wife was nagging and scolding her, and the younger sister couldn’t bear to argue with her, However, as a son, he helped his wife to blame his younger sister for being bad. The old man said that he never went to visit his parents during these years, no matter on festivals or festivals. Listening to the sad narration of the old man, watching them eating barrelled instant noodles and thinking about their son who was close to the hotel, they felt deeply touched. Where is your conscience for being a child? Sad indeed! Ah! The daughter of the aunt said a philosophical word; The only thing to do is to be a person is to be at ease, and to be a child should be filial piety first. Today’s them are tomorrow’s US! As a descendant of the Yellow Emperor, we are familiar with Confucius’s ethics and morality in the Three-Character Classic, and those who care about filial piety grow up. We know what loyalty and filial piety are? What is to blame? The kindness of nurturing is greater than that of heaven. Don’t wait until your son wants to nurture and you don’t feel sad. The fate of relatives is only once. Cherish the family affection that can only be possessed in this life. Advise those who lose filial piety and conscience to respect their parents and show filial piety to their parents!

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