How to write a letter to my son who is about to go to college

Dear Xiaowei:

Hello! I'm my mother Su Kaihui, my great baby! You're so old, I haven't written to you yet, have I, this is the first one, right? To be precise, this letter was dictated by me, and then ghostwritten by Mr. Ran next door, hehe.

A few days ago, you called ** and said that you would increase your living expenses, and if it rises, it will rise, and your parents will accompany you. Your father's unit, three years have not been adjusted, he said that others are not growing up and what salary rise, our Xiaowei is still a small bud, I heard that young people can jump to twenty-seven or eighteen years old, so you have to increase your living expenses. The business license of my stall has been done, hey, the stall business makes money when it loses, but my side business of picking up wastewater bottles is a steady profit and will not lose, this month sold 61 yuan more than last month, so I also agree to increase your living expenses.

Your father and I unanimously decided to give you a monthly increase of 500, can you Xiaowei?

Xiaowei, has your aunt's hand tremor in the school cafeteria been cured? Your cousin said that when she was in college, their cafeteria aunts also loved to shake their hands and legs, but it was intermittent, and there were few mouths in the cafeteria. I don't know if the aunt in your school cafeteria also trembled like this to the end?

Xiaowei, did you throw away the trash bin with clothes you couldn't wear? I have no objection to you buying new clothes every semester, but if you can make the best use of old clothes, then send mercy to whomever you want. No one can look down on it, so you can take it home during the winter and summer vacations:

Wear it for your dad, your dad must be beautiful in his heart; Or wear it for me, no matter how fat the waist is, I won't be too fat. My little baby with a bow tie brooch or something on the stall matches those clothes of yours. Xiaowei, do you still participate in the parties around your school?

You're always drunk at the party, hurting your liver and stomach, and who's going to be paired with your party? I don't object to your dad or my dad when you were in college, but you can't bully someone's little sister, and you can't do stupid things to regret it.

Xiaowei, finally talk about your studies. I know you're going to doze off when you hear this, so I'll put it to the end. In the past three years, you have played games and played a lot of professional classes, and you have also played yourself out of the student union, but you are in the C position of your school's gamers!

If you can support your family by playing games in the future, and you can make achievements and achievements in game development in the future, then your dad and I have no objection! If you don't pass CET-4 in your final year, and you don't take the postgraduate entrance examination, but you can find a good unit, then your dad and I will accompany you! Your father and I will give you living expenses until the beginning or end of the month when you graduate, and you will have to rely entirely on yourself for years after that.

Your dad and I are both dried eggplant wilted and loofah, bent over and hunchbacked, I don't know when my eyes are black, a year later, year after year, you really have to rely entirely on yourself baby.

Miss you and miss your mother, Su Kaihui.

2021-08-29 Cloudy and dark.

Hello dear, son: A long time ago, Xing Tremor wanted to write you a letter. I always feel that there are many things that need to be explained to you, I always feel that there are many things, and you are not enough to understand, and I always feel that there are many things, and you still need my reminder.

Hehe, son, you can't blame me for being so self-righteous again, because in the eyes of a father, a son always doesn't grow up. If you're not in the mood to read it, you can put it down and read a few lines when you're in the mood, no matter how much time you spend reading the letter, but I hope you will eventually finish it. I am forty years old, and when I am middle-aged, I should be more clear and clear, and the clouds are light, the wind is clear, and I am not shocked, but in recent years, I have become more and more worried:

The red silk on the waist is not stable, and the face in the mirror has been lost", recalling that when I walked out of school and into life, I recalled your first cry eighteen years ago, still yesterday, and then took a self-portrait in the mirror, youth has become a ravine, and the dream has been sparse into two lead sideburns, ambition drifts away with the wind, and pride is scattered into mud ......The feeling of twilight, the meaning of drifting, will always condense into the eyes and linger.