Becoming Self-Aware
This year's Qingming Festival was remarkably different, not just because of the persistent drizzle, but also because of the hardships people endured. If my thoughts could be simple, I would let the rain wash away my worries.
The Qingming holiday this year left a lasting impression, not because of the joy of having a holiday. It reminded me of my beloved mother. In my first year of university, Qingming Festival was my last time to see her. Now five years have passed, the scene is still vivid. That year, my mother was diagnosed with cancer and underwent two surgeries in a month, combined with chemotherapy, her physical condition had reached a limit. Thinking of her haggard face, I always felt a stinging sensation in my heart. That afternoon, while riding the bus back to school, I couldn't help but cry, just as she had said when she was about to have surgery with me. After that painful separation, I never heard her instructions to go out, and when I was sad, I couldn't hear her comforting words.
This year's Qingming Festival was also unforgettable. What was unforgettable was that my brother and sister didn't abandon me, they were still tolerant of me, allowing me to learn and grow. In 2019, which was an uneasy year for me, I hoped to become successful, and it was also the year I utterly failed. I, who didn't know how to behave, chose shortcuts and borrowed a lot of money, and ultimately, it was a waste of effort. As a result, I was left with a heavy debt. In despair, I confessed to my family. They initially angrily questioned me, then seeing their helpless and painful attempts to help, they finally patiently guided me. After they recovered, they helped me get out of the abyss.
Today, I've been back up. I hope I can overcome this, and I can have a sunny Qingming Festival one day.
