First of all, first: you haven&;t felt it, you just haven&;t felt it. Although I don&;t know what your life was like when you were a child, in short, you can grow up so big, you can still express your problems here, you can look forward to your affection emotionally, and your parents are still alive. Explain that your parents have love for you. It is very likely that your parents&; love for you is too different from your expectations, and your disappointment accounts for the majority, but you are eager. Also, which children don&;t want to have a harmonious relationship with their parents, and each knows that they love each other very much? Everyone is the accumulation of all feelings and thoughts produced by everything in the past years, and it has become what it is now. Without one link, it is not you. Many years ago, because I sat there stubbornly without turning off the TV, I was interrupted by an iron hanger. Gee, the iron at that time was really enough. At that time, I thought maybe my mother was just annoyed and wanted me to be her puppet. She might think I was a drag, but she had to raise me and didn&;t love me so much. Many years ago, I ate a hundred meals and had no memory of my father for many years. My mother never got along with me. As long as one person in my family was upset and I started to criticize me, the whole family would stand there and give me a criticism meeting. A dozen every two days and a dozen every three days. I think everyone doesn&;t understand themselves. Finally, even I started to understand myself, and I became depressed and didn&;t like to talk about my heart. At that time, I thought maybe I wasn&;t the one who should be loved. After all, I was so ignorant that everyone liked my sister as a good child. Many years ago, because I was in a rebellious period, I didn&;t like to follow all the established ways. My mother is the type who expects a lot from me, hoping for a successful son and a successful daughter. Disappointment after disappointment made her lower her expectations of me again and again. I have a feeling that love is the water flowing out of the faucet. If it beats on the ground, it will be lost. There is always a time when the water will run out. Maybe it will run out now. It is a complicated feeling of self-mockery, sadness and self-blame. This kind of thing, feelings, can&;t be touched, can they? But you can&;t say it doesn&;t exist, what&;s more, people in their time were much more emotional and even empathetic than people today. It&;s just that you don&;t feel it, or that your feelings are too complicated for you to know. I still remember that after she hit me sometimes, I fell asleep with tears, and she came in and kissed me gently. Still beginning to understand that her teeth are not that she doesn&;t love me, but that she loves me. Still beginning to understand, my memory blurs my father&;s image, not because he doesn&;t want to make a big step in my young memory, but because he is taking on his sense of responsibility. He has to make money to make me live and try to live better. Still helpless. In those years, my mother was angry with my immature self, and one was so popular that she cried in the street and silently left tears in her room. I feel distressed, but try to be brave. She is distressed, and she is trying to be brave. Ten months pregnant, the pain of wanting to die overnight. When I was born in childbirth, the umbilical cord trapped my neck. When I came out, my whole head was purple and I almost died. Sometimes, my mother stuck to it all night on a long snowy day, and it hurt.I don&;t know who I am, but I just want to save my life. She&;s trading her life for mine. How much should she love? We are all people who had a hard time living to this age. Speaking of the second. Until now, I can&;t get along with her, and I can&;t even speak together. My father doesn&;t understand me, and I&;m still not used to revealing my worries. I&;ve tried many other people&;s ways, and I&;ve tried my best to be close to their ideas and do as they say. Finally, I laughed, so strange. Why do we need others to teach us how to get along with our parents? They didn&;t participate in our years, and they didn&;t know whether my parents were stubborn or strong, let alone my mental journey in those years. What qualifications did they have to teach me? Only you can tell you how to deal with this relationship and how to get along with them. Only you are the best teacher on this road. If you don&;t know how to talk about intimacy, don&;t talk about it. If you can&;t talk to them like good friends, don&;t talk about it. After so many years, getting along with each other has become qualitative, so it is comfortable. So I won&;t say much here. After all, I&;m not qualified to tell you what you should do. But I still want to make a suggestion: if there is nothing more to say, please ask a few words. &”;Don&;t go out to play mahjong every day when it&;s cold, you little old man.&”; &”;Don&;t be reluctant to eat.&”; &”;Take care of yourself.&”; Sit down when you can go back. Everything we do is just to make people feel at ease. At least your heart is uneasy now. If this goes on, your regret will be even greater and your heart will be even more uneasy when they leave. Speaking of now, what to do and what to change, you should think quietly. Scribbling ended because ….. there was no electricity! But I&;m really wordy, huh? I wish you all the happiness in the world.