Missing of the stars

I have a habit. I like to look up at the sky on a night with lots of stars, because I am looking at someone through the stars. Legend has it that every star represents a person, and what is her star? I miss you, mother.

My mother divorced Dad when I was 7 years old. Whenever I saw my classmates’ mom and dad pick them up, whenever I heard them talking about what I ate yesterday when I was having dinner with my mom and dad, I talked about it, and whenever I saw the holiday, I came back. The classmates said where Mom and Dad took him where to go. They didn't see them talking about watching TV every night with Mom and Dad, chatting together, going for a walk together, I will remember when Mom and Dad took me to the amusement park together. Give me a birthday together, give me a performance on the night of the power outage, accidentally eat the rice into the nose, and snowball together in the snow, why, my happiness is coming so early? Why give me such a big turn? why? I don't want a good living environment. I just want a family to chat together and watch TV together every day. I don't feel greedy. I just want to be alone, just be together. Every night, I will dream of the happiness I once had, the goodness of the past, then the jump, the divorce of my father and mother, the remarriage of my father, the child of my stepmother, I was sent to my grandparents, why, I am not like anyone else? What am I doing wrong? Mom and Dad, tell me, I can change, Mom, I miss you, I want you to smile softly to me, I want you to touch the warmth of my head. Mom, I miss you so much.

On a star-filled night, are you also telling the moon about my thoughts? Well, I think I am just making a lot of love.

First Day of the 57th Middle School, Shenyang City, Shenyang, Liaoning, China: Fibre Dance