- 陪父母去乌镇的那个雨天，我第一次不再把“安排周全”当成孝顺 | A Rainy Day in Wuzhen with My Parents Taught Me That Love Is Not the Same as Overplanning
- 那天到乌镇的时候，雨已经下了快一上午。车刚停稳，我先下去拿伞，再回头扶妈妈，接着又把爸爸的背包接过来，嘴里还不停说着快一点快一点，不然一会儿人更多、船票更难买、午饭也要排队。说实话，我那时觉得自己很负责，像一个把与父母游安排得尽可能周全的成年人。可爸爸站在车门边没立刻动，只低头理了理裤脚，说了一句，不急，地滑。那句很平常的话，被乌镇五月的雨一裹，反倒像敲在我头上，让我忽然意识到，也许我一路上最着急的，不是天气，也不是排队，而是我自己太想
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