Xia Xiong recalled taking Xia Wan and Xia Tao to the park to fly kites. It was a bright and sunny spring day, the sky was as blue as a jewel, and the white clouds floated in the air like jewels.

Children ran happily on the grass, letting the kite strings in their hands grow longer and longer. The colorful kites soared high in the sky, and their laughter, as clear as silver bells, echoed in every corner of the park. It was a scene full of vitality and joy.

Now, however, he has to face separation. His heart is filled with emotion and reluctance. As he looks at the scenery flashing by outside the window, those beautiful memories play out in his mind like a slideshow.

He recalled his family eating roasted sweet potatoes at a street food stall, the sweet aroma filling the air, warming everyone's stomachs and hearts; he remembered summer nights spent relaxing in the courtyard, counting the stars together, the children's innocent laughter echoing in the night sky—that was the warmth and happiness of home.

These memories have now become his most precious treasures and his warmest comfort at this moment of parting.

The train station was bustling with people, noisy and chaotic.

The travelers hurried along, dragging their suitcases, their faces filled with anticipation for the distance or eagerness to return home, each carrying their own story and dream.

The cries of vendors rose and fell, "Sunflower seeds, peanuts, mineral water!" The shouts, tinged with various regional accents, mingled together to create a unique, noisy melody at the train station, like a symphony of life.

The announcements of train numbers and times played continuously over the loudspeakers, the cold electronic voices echoing in the hall, urging people to move forward, as if reminding them that life is always moving forward, and parting and reunion are both part of it.

The guards helped them unload their luggage from the car and repeatedly reminded them to be careful on the road and to keep their valuables safe.

His eyes were full of concern, as if he were looking at his own family.

The guard had worked for the Xia family for many years, watching Xia Wan and Xia Tao grow up, from toddlers to young adults about to embark on their journeys. He had witnessed their growth, and now that they were leaving, he was filled with worry, as if his own children were about to embark on an unknown journey.

He remembered the first time Xia Wan learned to ride a bicycle. He followed closely behind her, afraid that she would fall. He held the back seat tightly with both hands and never took his eyes off her.

I remember Xia Tao's excited expression when he achieved good results at the school sports meet. His face was beaming with pride as I ran towards him to share my joy.

These memories filled him with longing for Xia Wan and Xia Tao, and he hoped they were doing well in the outside world.

Xia Wan and Xia Tao listened patiently, nodding in response from time to time.

Seeing the old man's slightly trembling hands and his concerned eyes, they felt a pang of sadness in their hearts.

"Grandpa, please go back inside. It's cold outside," Xia Wan said with heartache. She looked at her grandfather's cheeks, which were red from the cold wind, and felt a pang of pity.

Xia Xiong's hands, calloused and wrinkled from years of hard work, bore the marks of time, yet they felt so warm at this moment, making her feel endless love.

She gently held her grandfather's hand, hoping to give him some warmth, as if this could preserve this precious family bond.

Xia Xiong acted as if he hadn't heard them, and slipped a small bag into each of their hands, containing some spare change and snacks that he had secretly prepared: "Don't be stingy with money when you're out. Buy whatever you want to eat, and don't go hungry."

His voice trembled slightly, carrying the boundless love of an elder for a younger generation.

He recalled his youth, when he toiled in the cold wind to ensure his family had enough to eat and wear, the wind biting like a knife against his face, yet he never flinched.

To earn more money, he would leave home before dawn and not return until very late, enduring the cold and exhaustion along the way.

Therefore, he didn't want his grandchildren to suffer outside and hoped they could take good care of themselves; every word was filled with deep concern.

He recalled how, when he was young, he saved up his money and walked more than ten miles in the cold wind to sell vegetables in order to buy a new piece of clothing for his family.

Those difficult days made him cherish the reunion even more, and he was also more worried about his grandchildren's lives away from home. He only hoped that they could be safe and happy.

Xia Tao's eyes reddened, and he hugged his grandfather tightly: "Grandpa, please take good care of yourself."

He hugged his grandfather tightly, as if he wanted to pass on his warmth to his grandfather and feel more of his grandfather's love.

Xia Tao felt that his grandfather's embrace was still so warm, but it seemed a little thinner than before. A pang of sadness welled up in his heart, and tears welled up in his eyes. He held back his tears, not wanting his grandfather to worry.

He silently vowed to himself that he would take good care of himself while he was away, and not let his grandfather down. He would work hard and make his grandfather proud.

After repeated persuasion from Xia Wan and Xia Tao, Xia Xiong finally managed a smile and watched them enter the station.

His gaze followed them intently, his eyes filled with longing and reluctance, until they disappeared into the crowd.

Xia Xiong stood there, reluctant to leave for a long time. The cold wind ruffled his white hair, and his eyes were full of loss and longing. He could still see the backs of his grandchildren, which was the most precious image in his heart.

He gazed at the entrance to the train station, silently praying for the children's safe journey and for everything to go smoothly for them in the outside world. He silently wished that their dreams would come true and that their future would be filled with sunshine.

After boarding the train and finding their seats, Xia Wan and Xia Tao waved to Xia Xiong on the platform through the train window: "Grandpa, go back soon, I will come back often."

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