蝴蝶眨几次眼睛才学会飞行,而当蝴蝶即将飞向远方时,身后又有多少不舍而又无法挽留的目光注视着他扇动的翅膀。亲情像一堵温暖的墙,又像一双紧握的手,当你受伤失望时会为你遮风挡雨,而当你要飞向更广阔的天空时,他会挣扎着放开那温暖紧握的手。如果你向往天空,如果你渴望一双翅膀,那么他们总会放手让你去飞翔。父母的爱是无形的,它的割舍是因为一种希望,希望所爱之人拥有比自己更美好、更幸福的未来,放手不是因为不爱,恰恰是因为爱深入骨髓,才会 The butterfly blinks a few times before the eye learns to fly, and when the butterfly is about to fly to the distant place, how many dismay and unrelenting eyes behind him watch the wings of his flapping. My affection is like a warm wall, like a pair of clenched hands that will shield you from the wind when you are disappointed with injury, and he will struggle to let go of that warm grip as you fly to the wider sky Hand. If you aspire to the sky, if you long for a pair of wings, then they will always let you fly. Parents love is intangible, it is because of a hope of letting go, I hope loved ones have a better and happier future than their own, let go not because they do not love, precisely because love goes deep into the bone marrow, will