Zheng Peng's "I miss you so much" flows deeply in the study, and bone-eroding thoughts are permeated in the summer breeze. Sad melody and wanton tears sent me to the distant past.
Little me, accidentally slipped into the water, with soft mud under my feet. With a hard push, my head came out of the water and I plunged into the water several times. When I almost exhausted my last strength, a big hand fished me out of the water. As for my childhood, the memory of my father began.
Dad: Do you know? To this day, different swimming pools always fall down in the same way. As soon as you step into the water, it is a feeling of deja vu. You are always so nervous that you can't help looking around and looking around.
Real childhood begins with books in the study. I always ask: Dad, I don't know this word. You always explain patiently until I fully understand.
When I grow up a little and ask you new words, you seriously gave me a brand-new Xinhua dictionary and told me seriously: turn it over if you don't understand, look it up if you don't understand, and it will accompany you like a teacher and grow with you. You led me to open a colorful world in a small dictionary.
Dad: Do you know? I am happiest when I look back and ask, what does this word mean? You always smile and study hard, just like when I was a child, accompanying me all my life, silently nourishing, from students to teachers, from south to north. When I stood in your bookcase, in front of your long row of etymology, ancient books and dictionaries of various versions, I suddenly woke up. You are the etymology of my life, encyclopedia navigation. For a year, whenever I habitually turn around and stand up, Dad: Do you know? How much I miss my heart and how sad I am.
Dad: Since childhood, with the arrival of the New Year bell, you have carefully prepared a red envelope full of ritual. The red envelope in my memory starts from the Pentagon, with one yuan, five parks and ten yuan, 100 yuan. ...
We also walked through elementary school, middle school and university in the red envelope of your warmth and your father's love. When we have our own salary and the children have their own salary, and the salary far exceeds your salary, you still prepare red envelopes for your children and grandchildren early year after year. Whether I accompany you for the New Year or not, every member of my family can receive your warm New Year greetings. After you left, mom found a big stack of red envelopes that you finally prepared for us from the bookcase, and tears rolled down. I know this is your eternal blessing to your children and grandchildren: good luck and peace all the year round!
In the past, the most lively scene was Spring Festival travel rush. Whether going out to work or go to school, the trains were crowded with people. I couldn't get on the bus again, so I walked back. The next day, you left all your jobs and took me to the station with the driver. In a sea of people, you tried to knock on a window, say a good word and push me into the carriage with your shoulders. Finally, I hurried into the classroom in the bell of school, and that happiness and luck still lingered in my heart.
Dad: Do you know? In the crowd, you shoulder the responsibility of your father and the hope of your daughter. From then on, my life will stand on your shoulders, and I will go north smoothly and prosper all the way.
Growing up, regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter, no matter how much hair, I was always busy reading, reading and writing at my desk, absorbed, and stayed up all night. Under the lamplight, your focused back at your desk is a precious image that accompanied me to grow up and carved into my life. I have a father who studied hard all his life and was obsessed with writing. He has published 16 books, leaving nearly100000 words in a neat manuscript with typesetting. He is gentle and knowledgeable, and his daughter should have landed on the earth with signs and come to your side.
Fortunately, Miao girls in the depths of the mountains can sail and fly against the wind in the place of Jiuqu 18 Bay, and fall in the southwest of the imperial city impartially. That's because there is a father who is always sure, always trusting and always encouraging, standing behind him like a mountain; It is because there is a father who is friendly, optimistic, honest, kind, spoiled, competitive, always smiling and never harsh words.
Dad: You are eager to explore Fuxi culture, Shennong culture, Gaomiao culture and Huanglong culture. You look radiant. When you start quoting classics, it's a long story to export. When you put pen to paper, you will always enjoy it and be happy. It will always be fixed in the hearts of future generations. After reading your nearly 300,000 autobiographies, every child is thinking and growing. Their work keeps getting good grades, their study keeps getting good news, and they try to repay their ancestors. This is their best thoughts and best reward for their grandfather.
Dad: You are a big tree, which grows in our hearts. The leaves are warm and you are affectionate. You are a big book, written in our hearts, and echoed every night.
Dad: You chose the Father's Day of 202 1 to bid farewell to the world poetically and affectionately, leaving our ardent thoughts for you in the thick summer. Leave our endless thoughts on you in the breeze, rise when the wind blows, grow with the wind, and never forget.
In June, near Father's Day, how much I want to make another pot of tea, propose a toast and discuss an article for you. I tell you that since I thought of this year, my mind has been full of you. I can see you when I think about it. The milky way is vast, which cloud are you hiding in? The bright moon is in the sky. After which star do you twinkle? Where are the stairs that lead to nowhere? Where is the river that flows backwards? Where is the retrograde time, your tireless smile and timely persuasion ...
The Qian Qian Times sang: Four Sunnies. None of Qian Qian Que's songs can dance in harmony with you.
Dad: How are you doing in heaven? We really miss you! I really miss it. I miss it. ...
In this article, I wish Father in Heaven a happy holiday!
Take this article to thank my father's relatives and friends before his death. Because of you, dad's life is wonderful and happy!
In this article, I would like to thank my father for his busy schedule and all the hometown folks who sent him on his last trip. Your friendship will grow here and last forever!
Daughter: Huang Haiqun's Father's Day!
June 2022 17, Beijing