A child is like a kite in the hands of his parents.

by dffr3042 on 2009-12-03 13:30:20

http://www.ILoveYOUluoliaoshipin.com It is the early summer of another year, with sparse grass and orioles flying about. Like every overseas student's parent, I couldn't wait to see my child who had been away for nearly a year. To this day, I cannot forget the excitement I felt when my child returned from America, hoping to see him the very second he stepped on the plane. Imagine being apart for an entire year, now the child is finally by our side again - this warmth and reassurance I believe many parents can relate to.

It’s still the early summer, with gentle spring breezes. I believe we have all experienced the scene of sending our children off at the international airport; that reluctance, that heaviness... Two weeks later, the child boarded the plane destined for a foreign land, continuing to pursue his unfinished dreams. That day, there were few words exchanged, but I could only silently hold them in the deepest part of my heart. That day was even more emotional, as you can imagine when something precious to us departs, how would our hearts feel?

In fact, children are like kites in their parents' hands. With the care and love of their parents, they can fly higher and farther in their own skies, feeling more grounded. When we send our children abroad, most parents are already middle-aged or older. After striving for most of our lives, we finally send our children overseas. Though it feels like a weight has been lifted, I believe for most parents, it is not just relief but also a deeper concern and love for our children that grows stronger from that moment onward. In reality, our children face greater challenges in a foreign land – be it cultural, linguistic, psychological, academic, or social pressures. Although we say the world outside is theirs to explore, and the path ahead is theirs to walk, deep down, they still long for the simplest form of parental love, the purest emotions from within.

In truth, children are like those kites in their parents' hands. We need to tug at them occasionally, reminding them that they are always cared for and loved, so they don’t feel lost in the vast sky without direction. Back then, I could never have imagined that I would become someone who uses computers daily just to stay in touch with my child in America. Through emails, MSN, video chats, and other communication tools, I almost talk to him every day. So, I always ask others to pass along a few words for me. Gradually, I felt an increasing desire to communicate with my child, so I bought a computer and decided to learn how to use it, familiarizing myself with various communication tools. I hope to chat with him often, bridging the distance of space and time through verbal and heartfelt exchanges. This makes my daily work more fulfilling, and I believe my child abroad feels this subtle affection, walking the path of learning more fully and resolutely. Now, if I don’t hear from him for a while, I get quite anxious.

When people are at their weakest, they hope that those closest to them can understand and offer love. In middle age, I believe this sentiment resonates deeply with all parents. Children, especially those studying abroad, face a strange and more complex society. They haven’t fully grown up yet. Don’t they need our love too? Facing issues in study, life, and social interactions, they need greater psychological resilience. We must support and encourage them constantly, like tugging at the kite string, making adjustments whether it’s against the wind or with it, so they don’t drift aimlessly in the vast sky.

The flow of time and changes in the era wash over all things, but they can never dilute the simplest human affections. Spatial separation may extend the distance between us, but it cannot withstand the deep love parents have for their children.

Children are the kites in our hands, soaring high in the blue sky. Despite encountering strong winds, facing waves, and overcoming difficulties only felt in the sky, our care is like the unbroken thread in our hands. No matter how high or far they fly, it allows them to always feel safe and warm. We believe that after flying across vast skies, family affection will be their most comforting harbor...

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