I did not go out during this holiday, but stayed in my hometown. I think it is very meaningful to spend more time with my parents after not seeing them for such a long time. During school, I learned over the phone that my parents actually miss me a lot. After being away from home for so long, I have never changed. I have dreamed about my family and my pillows wet with tears many times. As the son of a farmer, I know very well how much my parents miss me. hardships.
When I went home this time, I felt that my parents were much older. The first thing my mother said when she saw me was, "Son, you have grown taller." I said with red eyes, "Mom, my son has not grown taller, it's just that my mother is tired and bent over." I have no regrets about enrolling in a university so far away because I met classmates and teachers there that I will never forget. But because it is so far away from home, I cherish the opportunity to go home.
Of course I didn’t stay at home all the time. Years ago, I went to visit an elderly person in a nursing home. I remember that when I was in school, my classmates often organized classmates to go to nursing homes to help the elderly. What I do is also to learn their thoughts.
As soon as I stepped into the door of the nursing home, the paradise-like scene deeply caught my eye. The nursing home adopts the architectural style of the ancient courtyard house. The walls of the house are covered with ivy. There is a pergola in front of all the eaves, and the green branches of firecrackers are intertwined on the pergola. Although it is not the blooming season, you can imagine how beautiful it is when they bloom. Everything is full of life. In addition to some entertainment and fitness facilities, there is a small stage in the center of the courtyard. Compared with the outside, this small courtyard is like a small paradise on earth. I imagined how great it would be if I lived in a yard like this! I am happy that the elderly have such a good environment to spend their old age.
Seeing me standing stupidly at the door, an old man came over and called my name. When I saw him for the first time, I recognized him. He was the old man who often walked along the road and picked up scraps. He is the Feng Shui master of our village. We usually come to him to choose dates for weddings and funerals in the village, and we come to him to check the Feng Shui when building a house. It looks like a god who knows everything. There are not many people of his generation in rural areas who understand so much culture, so he has won the respect of many people. In addition, he is also the musical instrument manager of the Senior Dance Association and the drummer of musical accompaniment. He came over happily and asked me with a smile, "Are you back from vacation?". Before I had time to answer, the old man asked me about my life in school, and then asked some questions about my study. Faced with the old man's enthusiasm, I was confused. I was originally here to visit the old man, but why did the old man care about me? After chatting for a while, I planned to help the old man sit under the eaves, but the old man refused my help. And said stubbornly: "Don't think I'm old, I dare to run a marathon with you!" I praised: "Grandpa is really getting stronger with age!" He smiled without saying a word, and his eyes narrowed into a line with laughter.
We came under the eaves and made a pot of tea, and had a long chat while sipping the tea. I know that my uncle (his son) usually doesn’t think well of him, saying that he picks up scraps along the street like a beggar. So I curiously asked my grandfather why he liked to walk along the street and pick up scraps. The old man didn't mind my curiosity, but said with a relaxed smile: "I like walking because 'walking' is not only a hobby of mine. Walking can stretch your muscles. Many old people nowadays always like to lie in bed. I can't bear to go out for 360 days a year. I can't stand it if I collect scraps and sell them for money. It's not that I don't have enough pension money. I can't buy much for an empty can. It's just that the money is not enough. It’s a lot, but it can’t be wasted, and if you don’t pick it up, it will pollute the environment. As for what other people think, I don’t care.” I asked the old man how many cans he could pick up in a year, and he frowned and said it was probably a few thousand! I was surprised to hear this, but he didn't take it seriously. I secretly think that if every old person did this, China wouldn't need cleaners. I feel that my grandfather has made such a great contribution to nature, and he will definitely go to heaven after he passes away. Look, the old man's wrinkled face is so kind and kind.
Seeing that the old man calmed down after taking a sip of tea, I asked him some questions about his living situation. When I finally asked if my grandfather’s family would all come back during the Chinese New Year, he suddenly became quiet, as if he didn’t know how to answer my question. I was puzzled. The grandfather looked at me intently for a while and said, "My grandson hasn't been home for the New Year in four years." He has a grandson who is about 24 years old and works in Kunming. I accused his grandson of saying that there is nothing more important than going home, but he still protected his grandson by saying that he was busy with work and could not get away. From the eyes of the old grandfather, we can see his love for his grandson. As he talked, the old man recalled many things that happened when his grandson was at home and took him home when he met him walking on the road. Smiling happily. I kept nodding aside to express my cooperation. I felt that grandpa trusted me and told me this. I was very pleased and moved, and my thoughts were flying along with the old man's memories. When I looked up at the old man again, I suddenly realized that the old grandfather had burst into tears at some point. I was suddenly at a loss. I originally thought that with such a good environment, my grandparents must be very happy. I didn't expect this to happen. I'm a stupid person and don't know how to comfort my grandpa. So I took out the gift I had prepared for my grandpa. I knew that this grandpa liked to drink tea, so I bought a box of Tieguanyin from other places and brought it back. While the old man scolded me that everything was produced in Yunnan, and everything outside was exported from Yunnan, and it was expensive, he put it off by saying that we were old and didn’t need much, so we just had to make do with everything. Next, he finally took my gift with tears in his eyes. I feel that this is when our hearts are closest to each other. He took my hand, held it tenderly and said unhurriedly: "Hey! We are getting old and we don't have much time. I just want to take one more look at my grandson. God doesn't greet us. It's gone in one breath. Maybe I will return to the West without even seeing my grandson. That won't work. "Since his grandson doesn't have time to come back to see him, he plans to go see his grandson with his wife. I'm worried about the old man. It was not safe to go out, so he dialed his grandson's phone number in front of the old man and asked him to pick up his grandparents at the station over there, and he readily agreed. I'm also very happy to be able to help the old man in a practical way. I remember that this grandpa gave me a hundred yuan last year. He held the money tremblingly and pushed it over, saying that it would be useful in studies. I shouldn't have accepted it, but I couldn't deal with his stubborn temper, so I had to accept it. I always remember these.
When leaving, he told me that he would come over often to play when he had time. Also, it is not easy to come back once. You have to visit your grandparents and other relatives. They must miss you too! I smiled and said "yes". Before I left, I also visited other elderly people one by one. I gave a bonsai that I transplanted in my yard to an old woman who likes to grow flowers, and gave a bonsai I bought online to an old man who often wakes up at night. Police portable rechargeable flashlight. I didn’t send too much food this time. Although the elderly need more nutritional supplements, I feel that my hometown is a fruit producing area in Yunnan and there is no shortage of food. The food delivered is not innovative and has no commemorative significance. , has no practical value, and is superfluous.
According to the old man's request, I went to my grandparents' house once, but they happened to be not at home. I plan to go there again before going back to school. When I had nothing to do a few years ago, I went to the nursing home a few times and drank tea and chatted with my grandfather. He also took out some ancient books for me to read from time to time. Some are used to choose the day, read palmistry, and read Feng Shui. Among them are the font templates of some ancient calligraphy masters such as the Three Character Classic and Wang Xizhi. Most of these books are read from right to left and top to bottom, and they are all in traditional Chinese characters, which are difficult to understand. I have to ask my grandfather for help from time to time, and he never tires of it. Then he handed me a piece of paper.
I took it and read that it was a poem praising my hometown:
Speak of Binchuan and sing of Binchuan
Binchuan is a good place
There are many kinds of local products
10,000 tons of rice per mu
Many fruits and vegetables
Grapes are like diamonds and pearls
Pomegranates are like emerald agate
Loquat is a noble prince
Zaoer is a beautiful girl
Strawberry’s tender cherry lips
Bajiao’s slender figure
The unstained soul of the lotus root
The unchanging smile of the citrus
The sunflower raises its light to accompany the sun
The rape flower dances in the wind
Grain and cotton sugarcane geranium oil
Three turns of sweet little pear
Binchuan beautiful scenery is everywhere
Endless Jingxiu Township
Golden Ox Road with feasting and feasting
Walking hand in hand and feeling drunk
Jingzu Mountain with bells ringing outside the world
Make a wish in front of Bodhi Buddha
Crow of cocks, sit on the mountain and watch the sunrise
Iron builds a city with two locks at the front and back
Guanyin has a stone horse and a row
Nine officials, eighteen camps and a hundred stones A bottle
Menhu Cave in Xunqiao South of Bell and Drum Tower
Gudui Mountain Xiaogui Mountain Maomao Mountain
Village officials develop Changpo Ling
The government builds a large reservoir
Take off your dusty clothes and change into green clothes
Jade belt water around Banshan Bay
Nourishes the entire Haobing River
Don’t forget the well-digger when you are drinking water
Thanks to the party’s good leadership
Building a beautiful new Binchuan
Although there are some vulgar words in it, for an ancient man For a person to be able to write to this extent is enough to reveal his love for his hometown. The last few lines of the poem also reflect his grateful heart. Somehow, my respect for him has increased. I saw a bit of shyness on her face, and I guessed that he was afraid that his poor writing would make me laugh. He smiled and said to me: "Look carefully, if there is something bad, just correct it. I have been thinking about it for a month and I have written it to this level. Don't you students write articles? You can write it in, I hope more people will know about Binchuan and make Binchuan more famous." I politely agreed. Grandpa loves life so much, and this love deeply affects me. In order to show respect for my grandfather, I did not make any modifications to the poem.
Two days before the New Year’s Eve is my grandpa’s wife’s birthday. Our whole family specially held a birthday party for grandma at home and invited many relatives and friends to attend. The old lady was so happy that she couldn't open her mouth from ear to ear.
After the Spring Festival, I put on my old clothes and went to work in the fields with my parents. There are some very dirty and tiring tasks, including applying organic fertilizer (cow dung) to crops. Only by enduring hardship can one become a master. I know that I am a college student and a farmer’s son.
I face everything with a heart that loves life and a grateful heart, so that no matter what I face, I will not be anxious. As a farmer's son, I am proud. There is nothing wrong with doing it yourself and having enough food and clothing, but farmers depend on the weather for their livelihood. Just like this year, in the face of a drought that is rare in ten years, there is nothing anyone can do. So I should try to take another path.