You dislike your father's mediocrity; little do you know he was once a boy who carried dreams.

You dislike your mother's petty fussiness, but you yet don’t she has also been like you, longing for the future.
Don’t stand on your parents’ shoulders; after you’ve seen the world’s splendor, you still resent that your parents have never studied or learned to read.
Parents may not be mediocre—maybe it’s because we haven’t yet seen the essence of life clearly.
So don’t look down on your parents with a superiority complex based on the little you know—lower your head and accuse them less of having narrow horizons!