I am especially good at writing, especially emotional and life articles. If you need, please come to me!And I am also good at writing global travel diaries. I have traveled to more than 10 countries, so I feel that the content of my articles is very real, very likable and attractive. If you need to write articles, choose me, no mistake! For example, the following article: We are like kites in the sky, enjoying ourselves in the vastness and relaxing in the breeze; our parents are like the spools under the kite, trying their best to involve us in order to make a blue sky for us. As time goes by, the kites fly higher and busier; the spools turn older and more nagging. The kite began to perfunctorily talk with the spool every time, reducing the time to accompany the spool. Until one day, the line broke. The kite lost its direction and fell head on a branch, bruised all over. In order to pursue the so-called dream of fame and fortune, many people leave their homeland and wait to say goodbye to their parents before they wake up and suffer from regrets. Someone once said that :"Parents are here, there is still a place in life, parents go, life is only the way back!" Parents, like flowers with roots, are always full of hope in their hearts in their declining years. Parents go, as flowers lose their roots, seemingly gorgeous, heart has already withered. People, no matter how many branches and leaves they live, should not forget the roots buried underneath, and should be filial in time.