Mother and daughter travel to Da Lat - Illustration photo: QUANG DINH
By my side, there is a tiny hand tightly holding the hem of my shirt, the journey cannot be further. My little companion has leisurely walked with me on many familiar roads. These legs that cannot sit still have carried me on the motorbike to travel all over my hometown.
From perched on a chair hooked to the handlebars to obediently sitting behind with the mother and child tightly strapped in by a soft belt, we wandered from supermarkets, bookstores, amusement parks to amusement parks and anywhere else possible.
Happiness blooms fragrantly on every path we take. We cannot give our children a present of excessive abundance, nor can we build for them a future of material abundance.
But I am proud that I have devoted all my attention to building a beautiful childhood for my child. Holding her little hand, walking with her pretty feet, looking at her innocent and eager face on every trip, my heart is so peaceful…
In the blink of an eye, my childhood passed by incredibly quickly. Then one morning, like any other, I leisurely used the comb to comb my little head, preparing to braid my daughter's hair beautifully, when suddenly I noticed that the figure before me was different.
Pulling the child to stand in front of the mirror to admire himself, suddenly realizing that the little baby that used to follow him around his leg has grown so much that it is beyond his sight.
Pretending to pout and sulking, "When did you secretly grow taller without asking for permission?"
Is my little companion colorful enough to follow me everywhere? I will go a little further to admire the proud yellow color of the ancient citadel of Hoi An winding along the poetic Hoai River.
Then go back to Quang Binh to visit the first wonder of Phong Nha - Ke Bang cave! And if possible, we can extend the journey a little further...
Let mother, child and our brilliant youth walk together on the grass, along the flower fields, watch every street and leisurely get lost in the strange city.
So when time piles up memories, we tell each other beautiful pieces of youth and warm our souls with the magical colors of life!
Source: https://tuoitre.vn/di-cung-tuoi-tho-con-tai-sao-khong-20240928084740516.htm
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