At this moment, it is still summer morning in Germany.
The breeze was incredibly warm, and the sunlight penetrated through the leaves and shone on Chen Zisu's bloodless face. Chen Zisu's body was even a little numb from sitting here for a long time.
Chen Zisu clenched his fists and tried to stand up, but he had no energy at all and his legs were so numb that he could not walk.
Chen Zisu smiled bitterly and looked at his numb legs. It seems that God has not given me this chance and decided to give up on me and leave me to fend for myself. It seems that God is also very disappointed in me?
Just when Chenzisu tried many times and decided to give up, a burst of laughter like silver bells came from the distance. Chenzisu looked over following the sound and saw a child running happily, followed by a woman with a similar appearance.
Looks pretty good.
They are Chinese, and generally speaking, Chinese people are very friendly when you see them abroad.
The little boy, who was estimated to be five or six years old, was holding a kite string in his hand. Chen Zisu looked along the kite and found that the kite the boy flew was so high that it almost had only a shadow.
"Mommy, how high can the kite fly!!"
The boy is no longer running away. His innocent and cute little face is staring at her mother, full of longing.
“The longer the string is, the higher the kite can fly!!”
The woman touched the child's head, her eyes were full of doting, her smile was extraordinarily gentle, and she answered softly.
"Will the kite fly away when the string is finished?"
The boy asked still puzzled.
"Yes, so we should hold it tightly in our hands! Once lost, things will never come back."
The woman was still lovingly watching her son follow the instructions, as if she wanted to answer the question, or hint at a deeper truth to her son.
"Why won't it come back? Can't we pick it up?" The innocent face of the little boy was full of doubts. For an ordinary six-year-old child, these things are indeed difficult to understand.
"An'an! Since you don't cherish what you have in front of you, how can you get it back once you lose it?" The woman's face became more solemn, as if she was educating her children to cherish everything.
"But, if the kite breaks, I will be very sad, very sad." An An looked like she was unwilling to let the kite fly away, and held on to the string in her hand, fearing that the kite would break.
"Sadness is only temporary, we need more and better kites! Why bother with just one!! Of course, you can't forget to cherish it. There are thousands of kites, but human feelings are only once!" For some reason,
I could vaguely see the sadness on the woman's brow, maybe he was also a person with a story.
"An An got it." An An ran over with a smile, and suddenly saw Tatsuzi Su sitting motionless on the bench, and giggled: "Mommy, there is a very handsome uncle over there!!"
uncle?
Chenzisu's head was full of black lines. When did he and his mother become a generation? His mother must be at least ten years older than him! He should be called brother no matter what! Chenzisu looked at that expressionlessly
A child named An An.
His mother ran over and picked up the child. She smiled apologetically at Tatsuko Su and said, "I'm sorry, my child is quite naughty."
"It's okay..." Chen Zisu was a little excited, but he still suppressed it and said calmly. In fact, the child's mother was right. Why, he just couldn't understand such a simple and obvious truth!!