我父母是纯粹的农民,一辈子为儿女劳心劳力。孩子们还小的时候,怕遭夭折;长大了怕不好好读书没出息;工作了又怕找不到好对象;终于熬到儿女们成家立业了,满以为他们该歇口气、享享福了,谁知他们又为孙子辈操劳起来。父母就是这样,好像总是为别人活着,不知何时才为他们自己着想。 My parents are pure peasants who work tirelessly for their children. When children were still young, they were afraid of being aborted; if they grew up, they would not be able to study hard and did not pay any attention to their work; if they were afraid of finding a good job in their work, they eventually settled into their own homes and wanted them to rest and enjoy happiness , Who knows they are working hard for grandchildren. That’s the way parents are, as if they are always alive for others, when they do not know for themselves.