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She hoped her husband could understand her feelings.
"The wife's longing is profound and far-reaching. She yearns for her husband to return soon, so they can reunite and once again walk hand in hand through the storms of life."
I was moved by this story. I sat quietly in my chair, gazing out the window, imagining myself as that wife waiting for her husband's return, hoping for good news every day.
I seemed to see into the wife's heart, witnessing her joy and anticipation, as well as her deep longing for her husband. I felt her heartbeat, her breath, and the call from deep within her soul for him.
My heart was touched by this poem; I finally understood its essence and the emotions it contained. I realized why my father loved ancient poetry so much. These poems encapsulate the feelings and thoughts of ancient people; the emotions they express are sincere and profound, often difficult for us modern individuals to grasp.
I thought that if I could write such poetry, my life would hold more meaning. Seeing me so moved made my father very happy. He patted my shoulder and encouraged me, "Xiao Quan, this poem is just one of many left by ancient poets; there are countless wonderful stories waiting for you to discover."
"There are rich stories and emotions within, waiting for you to explore and feel."
I nodded, filled with excitement and anticipation. I knew I had fallen in love with ancient poetry and the works left behind by ancient poets. I thought I would continue to cherish them forever.
My father looked at my expression and smiled gently. He said, "Xiao Quan, I'm glad you appreciate ancient poetry. It shows your respect and admiration for the wisdom of the ancients, as well as your thirst for knowledge and pursuit of understanding."
"I hope you can always maintain this mindset, to learn deeply, to explore, to feel the thoughts and emotions of the ancients, drawing wisdom and strength from them, continuously growing into a more wise and compassionate person."
I looked into my father's eyes, filled with gratitude and respect. I thought that my father is not only my role model but also a mentor in my life, guiding me toward the shores of knowledge and wisdom. I will always follow his guidance, continue to grow, and live up to his expectations.
After my father finished the story, I was deeply moved. I thought about myself and my parents. I remembered my childhood when my parents accompanied me through countless joyful moments. I thought about now, having grown into an adult capable of facing society independently, while my parents are gradually aging.
I envisioned the future; if I could be like the wife in the poem, always by my parents' side, what a happy thing that would be. I decided to cherish the time spent with my family and learn to express my feelings. I believe that whether in ancient times or modern times, whether in ancient poetry or modern life, people's longing and anticipation for their family remain the same.
I thought I should be like that wife, patiently waiting for her husband's return while cherishing every moment spent with my family. I resolved not to wait any longer; I wanted to tell my parents that I love them and appreciate their sacrifices for me. Sometimes, expressing words is more important than silent waiting.
I began to try expressing my feelings. At first, my parents were a bit surprised and awkward when they heard me express myself, and I felt somewhat uncomfortable too. However, as I continued to try, we gradually adapted to this way of communication, and the atmosphere at home became warmer and more harmonious.
I started recording the moments spent with my parents and my love and gratitude for them. I believe that sometimes emotions that cannot be expressed in words can be conveyed through writing. I began keeping a diary to document the little things shared with my parents and my love and appreciation for them.
In this way, I not only expressed my feelings but also deepened my affection for my parents. I believe this is the power of the emotions conveyed in ancient poetry; it makes me cherish the time spent with my family even more and enhances my love for life.
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