One of my wisdom teeth was so anxious that it began to swell. Every time I chew and swallow, I felt a pain in my heart. I didn't eat any taste for three meals a day, so I just swallowed it up.
My speech hurts and my mouth hurts. This time, I finally realized what kind of life my grandmother was living with almost no teeth. It turns out that the collision between teeth is so intolerable.
I started to feel heartbroken when I thought that my grandmother had almost always had a hard meal at home to accommodate me. In this way, every day, she had to live a day that swallowed up food like I did today. What she had to eat was not even salty.
Some things are known only when you experience them. It is difficult to really feel the feelings of each other.
This is helpless because you cannot chew delicious food and cannot taste it.
If I still insist on eating hard meals in the future, it will not be filial piety.