love like wind

Yang Zhenhua glanced not far away, with a very gentle tone, he put his arms around his wife's shoulders, "Okay, the children have children's considerations."

Xu Ying just smiled.

Yang Zhenhua and his wife met Xiang Shaoyang before and told him frankly about Yang Jiayu's situation.

"Uncle just doesn't want to trouble you. To be honest, her mother and I are ready to take care of her for the rest of my life."

Xiang Shaoyang had gentle eyes, "Actually, Jiayu is not as fragile as everyone imagined, and she understands many things in her heart." Speaking of this, his gaze softened unconsciously, "It's just that sometimes it is childish."

"Do your parents mind?"

Xiang Shaoyang replied: "They respect my decision very much."

Yang Zhenhua breathed heavily, "No matter what happens in the future, don't have too much psychological burden."

Said to Shaoyang: "Uncle and aunt, time will tell."

Knowing Xiang Shaoyang's basic situation, Yang Zhenhua felt relieved about this young man. He came here to pick up Yang Jiayu. Short message."

Yang Jiayu pursed her lips and smiled, and hugged her mother: "I'll go home for dinner tonight."

"Okay, go quickly, don't make people wait for a long time."

Seeing that Yang Jiayu also found happiness, Xu Li was very relieved.

After September, Xu Li officially entered the postgraduate stage, and his daily life was simple and busy. When he was free, he would accompany Aunt Li and the others to ask Lanlan about her studies.Uncle Sun's body is gradually recovering, and he is able to walk while leaning on the wall. Although he is not as good as before, he can take care of himself, which relieves Aunt Li's burden.

Even family love takes time to care for.

Sun Fanjun went through hardships when he was young, and was more introverted than ordinary girls. It took a long time to accept the fact that he still has a brother.

Occasionally she would go to Nanjing University to play, Xu Li took her around the campus, accompanied her to eat, take a walk, and chat about future plans.

At Christmas, Yang Jiayou sent an international courier back. The recipient was his younger sister Yang Jiayu. There were three letters in it, one was addressed to Xu Li, the other was from Yang Jiayu, and the other sealed envelope read 'To Dad ,Mother'.

Yang Jiayou also made a special call to tell his sister, "Show the letter to Dad first, and then give it to Xu Li when you are not busy."

Yang Jiayu said 'hmm', "Brother, what did you write to me?" She was a little dissatisfied: "My letter is the thinnest."

"Don't you know it after reading it?"

Yang Jiayu was not very happy: "Brother, you haven't written me a greeting card since you were a child."

Yang Jiayou smiled and didn't explain too much, but said concisely: "In short, first put the letter in Dad's study, let Dad read it first, and then Mom, pay attention to the reaction of Parents, do you hear clearly?"

"Listen clearly." Yang Jiayu said obediently.

During the weekend, both parents were at home, and Yang Jiayu put the letter on his father's desk according to his brother's request.

Yang Zhenhua poured a cup of tea and came in, "Hey, Jiayu, why are you here?"

Yang Jiayu pointed to the desktop: "A letter from brother to you and mother."

Hearing the conversation in the study, Xu Ying pushed open the door, "What letter, I'll read it too."

Yang Jiayu quickly stopped her mother, "My brother said, I want my father to read it first, and then you will read it."

"It's so mysterious." Xu Ying smiled and talked about her son. He has only been abroad for half a year, and it feels like it has been a long time. His eyes are a little moist, "Can't I watch it with Dad?"

Yang Jiayu turned her head and saw that her father had already started to open the letter, her tone was very firm: "No, my brother said it."

Xu Ying had no choice but to give up, and stretched out her hand to scratch her daughter's nose, "When did you obey my brother's words?"

"He is my brother!" Yang Jiayu said confidently, "I am the messenger!"

Before Yang Zhenhua opened the letter, he couldn't help laughing when he heard the conversation between his wife and daughter, "All right, let me take a look first."

Yang Jiayu closed the door of the study, and the room was quiet.

The letter paper was folded in half and was a bit thick. Yang Zhenhua unfolded the letter, and his son's familiar handwriting appeared in front of him——

Father, mother:

Zhanxinjia!

When you read this letter, I have successfully entered Stanford, and my life is basically settled.

It's only been a few months since I left home, and it feels like a long time.How are you and your mother?How about grandparents?Pay attention to the balance between work and rest when you usually work, and drink less strong tea, so as not to affect the quality of sleep.The weather turns cooler in December, and it rains occasionally in California. Recently, it has been cloudy and intermittently cloudy. The lowest temperature has dropped to 0°. The temperature in Nanjing should also drop. You and your mother should keep warm.

I'm fine at school.Stanford is located in the south of the San Francisco Bay Area in California. The campus is open and there are no walls. I bought a bicycle for the convenience of commuting to and from get out of class.The buildings on the campus are magnificent, and there are many Roman architectural elements.When the weather is clear, the California sun is warm and the red-tiled roofs shine brightly. From the Green Library, you can see the Hoover Tower.If you want to go to Los Angeles, you can drive there in an hour.The food is okay, the cafeteria is a buffet, I sometimes order shrimp fried rice, but I also pay attention to the combination of meat and vegetables, Subway fast food restaurants are okay.

During the postgraduate period, I was busy. There is a Chinese in the same research group, and the overall academic atmosphere is good.There are many types of courses, and the choice is relatively free. After-school homework is a little more difficult than domestic ones.Stanford is a comprehensive university. When I came here, I met more outstanding peers and stayed up late when I was busy. However, my desire to explore knowledge and the sense of accomplishment after solving problems kept urging me to move forward.

CS majors have higher requirements for after-school homework, which must reach 50 hours per week.The school is located in Silicon Valley, with a strong commercial atmosphere, but you can still study quietly, the key is to look at yourself.The courses are not compulsory, there are many subdivisions, and the intensive study depends on your own preferences.What I like most here is that a lot of learning content involves interdisciplinary subjects, and I can study together with outstanding students from different majors, and be aware of my own weak points.

Although my postgraduate life has just started, my plan for myself is to study first, because I have no extreme obsession with academics or entrepreneurship.I remember you told me before that this is an era that requires lifelong learning.

In addition to being busy with study, the school also has a wealth of extracurricular activities, but I am busy and go to seldom.The last time I went to the main stadium to watch a football game, the scene was very shocking, and the audience was all wearing fiery red T-shirts, which were Stanford's iconic short-sleeved shirts.The game between Stanford and Berkeley last week was great. If it was a few years earlier, maybe I still have a fanatical love for football.

When I was in junior high school, I had to play football until late every day, and I felt uncomfortable until I exhausted my energy.Why, as I grow older, I seem to prefer to walk alone.There was a lot of shouting on the field that day, and I thought of my motherland, my alma mater, and the teachers and classmates who were studying along the way.

Here, I gradually feel the differences between Chinese and Western educational concepts. Generally speaking, each has its own strengths.Stanford's school motto is a German: Die Luft der Freiheitweht, which means that the wind of freedom blows.This concept does permeate daily study and life, and students have more inclusive and diverse choices.But more freedom also means more need for self-discipline.

I didn't feel strenuous in my studies before, but now that I see more outstanding peers, I often feel that my IQ is being crushed, but I am resilient, and it is not so easy to admit defeat and give up.

Sometimes I also think about the meaning of 'freedom', such as whether true freedom must be different from ordinary people.This question has troubled me for a long time. Fortunately, I have found the answer in my heart. I would like to take this opportunity today to communicate with you and my mother.

Therefore, please be sure to read this letter and see the last word.

When she was a child, Jiayu was in a special situation and struggled in her studies, and her mother was under a lot of pressure.My sister and I fought a lot until I was 13, and as a teenager I was tempted to run away from home.It stands to reason that your marriage with your mother is very stable, and our family is doing well in all aspects. Why do I still feel lonely and not understood and accepted.I figured it out later, taking a family of three as an example, a happy child definitely needs three kinds of love—the love of father, the love of mother, and the love between father and mother.Because love is fluid, flowing like a stream between family members.But after Jiayu struggled in his studies, I felt that the stream in our house had stopped.

I can't feel that flowing love, you are busy, my mother is anxious, my sister is in pain, and I am lonely.It was after Xu Li appeared that I felt the warmth of family again.Because of his existence, the relationship between me and my sister is buffered, distracting my mother's attention, and my father can work with peace of mind, while giving me room to breathe.That's when I realized that it wasn't that I wanted to leave, it was that deep inside I wanted to be loved, embraced and understood.

Xu Lichang said: Jiayou, you love to cry.

I seem to love to cry very much. When my mother smashed chopsticks, quarreled with my mother, or was scolded by my sister, I would cry uncontrollably and close the door loudly.Fortunately, Dad, you often calm my emotions, but growing up is always lonely, and many feelings are difficult to express in words, just as the transmission of information is always inevitably discounted, and some feelings are difficult to understand.

Not to mention others, even I myself could not understand and accept it.

Let me think about how to describe -

Dad, you have never laughed at my tears, and you seldom say things like 'a man never flicks his tears'.It is only now that I understand your intentions, because boys are human beings, and human beings will have emotions. If you feel sad, why can't you shed tears?

But Xu Li couldn't shed tears. When he was 13 years old, he was a child who couldn't cry. He had no tears and no expectations.I often feel that he is very strange, obviously so uncomfortable, why doesn't he show it, why doesn't he tell me?I had a big fight with him before, because I didn't like how he was so forbearing, hiding himself in a corner, as if the light never belonged to him.

But thinking about his growth experience, I gradually understood that not everyone is as lucky as me and Jiayu—they get hugged when they hurt, coaxed when they cry, or eat sweets when they are afraid of hardship.Xu Li didn't have a lot of candy, so naturally he didn't like candy, and he would find a high-sounding reason for himself, such as fearing tooth decay, so he said he didn't like candy.

When I first met him as a child, I was hostile to him, feeling like he was stealing what little attention I had.But he never seemed to get angry because of my hostility. He is a very tolerant person. As time goes by, I can't help but want to be nice to him.

Because my father once told me: We can't be a cruel person.

I have always kept this sentence in my heart, so I called him when I was playing football, and I called him when I was eating. I cared about his rankings far more than I cared about myself.Although he is a boring gourd, he is very competitive and persistent, and has been working hard.

He often said that he was chasing me. Later, I thought about it seriously. In order for him to pursue me persistently, I worked harder than before. This is why I have been preparing for studying abroad during my undergraduate studies.Because I began to realize that my grades are no longer my business alone, but are closely related to Xu Li.

As long as I'm still ahead, Xu Li won't give up easily.

I shared a relatively complete growth experience with him, fought together, received penalties together, and played together. He is like my left and right hands. No, it should be said that he is a part of my life.Seeing him have a bad life, I will worry and feel uncomfortable, which is more painful than my own injury.This feeling is very heavy, and it is difficult to use a certain label to summarize, because any label used to summarize the relationship between Xu Li and me will inevitably become thin and superficial.

If I had to use one word to sum it up, I think it would be 'love'.

What is love? Love is to drink Coke cold, to eat French fries with ketchup, and to ring the bell when riding a bicycle.Of course, Coke can also be used without ice, French fries can also be dipped in strawberry jam, and bicycles sometimes don’t have bells.But without these natural collocations, it seems almost meaningless, feeling that life is not perfect enough.Just like cooking cola with ginger, cola completely loses the carbon dioxide gas, cola is no longer the original cola, it is ginger cola.

It is precisely because of this feeling that I want to share the next life with Xu Li.

With him, I feel very happy, very happy, and I think he is too.

Maybe you and your mother find it difficult to accept the concept of marriage that is different from other people, or it shocks Jiayu.But I chatted with Jiayu, she did not show too much surprise, on the contrary, she gave me too much tolerance and acceptance, I am very grateful to my sister.

When I wrote this letter, I was very hesitant. This is the tenth time I have written a manuscript, because no matter how I write it, I am afraid of hurting you and my mother.I am very embarrassed and tormented, because Xu Li and I want to get the approval and blessing of you and your mother.

I thought about it, you might ask: Jiayou, have you really thought it through?This is serious business.

Dad, I want to say, I've thought it through.

During the countless moments of growing up together, during the 28 hours when Xu Li disappeared because he was looking for his younger sister Xu Lan, I have already thought clearly - I cannot live without him in my life.

There are always unpleasant things in growing up, but if you ask yourself, in fact, under the care of my parents, I live a very happy life, and I have a sound personality.Although Xu Li was young and lonely, because we are with him, his personality is also independent, and he even has a strong self-esteem.

Therefore, this decision is not an impulsive move by either of us.

If you and mom don't agree, that's okay, the rest of my life is long, I will still do my best to be with my family.

I am the son of my parents, and I am Jiayu's elder brother. Apart from being ourselves, each of us has to take on other roles.The distance created by studying abroad is actually a test between me and Xu Li.Although human nature cannot stand the test, real life often needs to forge ahead. "The wind of freedom blows hard" is good, but at the same time freedom and sunshine need to pay a price.

I want pay for it!

Because Xu Li and I had agreed that we would become excellent ordinary people.

As I write this, I don’t know how you feel, Dad, do you feel embarrassed, if you feel sad, please allow me to say sorry.I think of a sentence I read in a book a long time ago - "Shallow joy is like a dog, deep love is like a long wind".

This is the most appropriate sentence I can think of. I don't know if the information conveyed at this moment has been compromised.

Looking forward to it!

I wish you and your mother and sister all the best.

Son: Yang Jiayou

written in california