At your young time, you just beginning to understand this world, you will be afraid of the dark, fear of separation, fear of the unknown journey of all, fear of death, fear of such a short life. The many years had passed, you understand, your life will be so long. Those things that you be afraid of,they are the world's eternal existence. But your parents’ life are becoming shorter and shorter.

    
The first glimpse of you about the world is the dark clouds rolling sky. At that time you sleeping in your mother's arms, forehead hot,your mother hugged him ,to go to hospital at midnight.your father beside your mother holding the umbrella stand in front and his body was exposed in heavy rains, the wet clothes attached to the body. They are burning with anxiety in the night walk through. Lightning lit a large sky in an instant.
   
So many years had passed. But this situation you will remain in my memory. This night, the years in my childhood reproduced countless times.
   
And more over the past month and year after , your father is still carrying an umbrella, accompanied by your mother walked in the street. Their body as the sun streams into the distant horizon the same time. They did not like the same year, the pace of walking in the rain where haste was missing forever.

Do you feel that thing ,When we grew up little by little, but our parents are growing old by quickly rate
   
When you are still very young。They spent a lot of time telling us how to use chopsticks, spoon to eat, to help you wear clothes,you’re your shoe,tie a button, teach you wash your face, teach you combing your hair, teach you how to become a real person. Do you still remember, you spent a long time to learn of a children's song. Do you still remember that you always pressed them to where you are from.