When you disagree with your friends, you start arguing, then it turns into a quarrel, and finally it ends in discord, and there is another wall in the world. Although this wall is not made of stone, it is firmly separated between two hearts. Although this wall is not high, it makes the original friendship insurmountable. Misunderstandings and rumors are all trying to add bricks. Across a wall, the scenery has changed. Looking back suddenly, the familiar faces have become strange, leaving only myself and the feeling of loneliness. Following the other side of memory, we found that the original problem was just "mung bean", and we expanded it infinitely, leaving our hearts in an irrational wall.
When there is a conflict with parents, even to the point where there is nothing to say, there is another wall in the world. Although this wall is not long, it limits your vision. Your eyes are only puzzled by your parents. Although this wall is not thick, it draws a clear line between family ties. This impenetrable wall blocks love and understanding, and the world inside is so gloomy. I suddenly realized that it was not home, but a house, and the name had been changed to wandering. I finally understood that it was my ignorance and refusal to be understood that locked my heart in the ancient desert city.
Through the wall, you can see the vast sky.
If there is a wall of isolation in the world, there must be a door of communication. To communicate with friends and make friends is to learn to have heart-to-heart. Even if the occasional fog covers the road we walked side by side, even if the invisible wall is inadvertently built, as long as you communicate in time, compromise appropriately and give each other a smile that melts the freezing point, you can open a door to reconciliation on the wall. Communicate with your parents. Even if the friction and troubles in your life make you accidentally trapped in the wall, as long as you learn to communicate, tell your parents what you think, think from different angles, and push open the door on the wall, the wind of affection is still warm.