Prose in memory of my father: Time flies when I miss my father. In a blink of an eye, my father has left us for several years. I didn't feel much sad when my father left. Because I know that my father's departure is happy for my father, because he can take his soul to another beautiful country without suffering physical pain, and I think my father will find what he wants there. So I faced my father's death frankly.
Now I don't know why I miss my father more and more. Maybe it's selfish! After my father left, I didn't know how much love my father had devoted to my life and how much he expected of me. It's embarrassing to think about it. What did I do to my father? He devoted himself to the love of his life. I want to feel pain and regret.
My father's life is very hard. I knew my father was an orphan when I was very young. I never knew who my real parents were. In order to repay the kindness of my foster mother, I have worked hard, but I never complain.
Dad is a very optimistic person, but I know how much pressure, bitterness and pain are behind his smile. Middle-aged dad looks like an old man, all for our family! If it weren't for us, how could he age so fast and die so early?
I remember my father was so strong when he was seriously ill, and his illness tortured him mercilessly, but he never said a word of pain. Until the last moment, my father was still strong and didn't take painkillers. Dad was worried about us before he died, and that voice cared about us gently. I bowed my head in guilt, but I was silent and burst into tears. My father raised me for over 30 years. For 30 years, I complained about him and never understood him, but my father tolerated me with his selfless love. My father gave me love Yang, but I never said thank you selfishly. I only took care of my father for a few months, and the love I gave him in return was not as good as a drop of water in Wang Yang, but my father was so satisfied and gratified. I look so small and narrow in front of my father.
I will never forget the way my father looked at me when he left. I know there is too much love and too much worry. I swear I will give my family a better life. Not only for myself, but also for my father to live a carefree life in another world.
I wander alone on the road of life, dad, do you know? In my sad and lost days, how helpless I am without your understanding and love! Dad, I know that only your love is selfless, and only your love means nothing to your daughter. When you left, you left your daughter with countless guilt and disappointment.
How many nights, I looked up at the stars. I hope dad is watching me, too. Dad, are you okay in the other world? My daughter is fine, please don't worry. Dad, I have grown up now, and I have learned to take care of my mother and family, especially your little grandson. I am most worried and uneasy! I will love him for you, Dad. My daughter really misses you.
It turns out that all children in the world can give their parents more love in their lifetime. Because parents are the greatest people in the world. Don't hide your guilt in your heart.
Essay in memory of your father: In memory of your father, you have left us for a year. In this year, how many times have you lived in my dreams, and how many times have you suddenly appeared in my mind, making me burst into tears. From the early days of your death, I cried when I thought of you. Now, in order to control my emotions, I have to try not to think about you. Every time I think of you, I have to take a deep breath and force myself to think about other things. Otherwise, tears will fall whenever and wherever.
Growing up, you gave me too much. As long as I think of you, those scenes that have gone away with the years will appear in front of me like movies.
When I was young, there were movies in the group, there were no stools, and there were many people. You watched the whole movie with me when you were young.
On the country road, you took my hand to school and taught me addition and subtraction all the way, because you are a math teacher.
As long as I am unhappy and pouting, you tell jokes to make me happy until I laugh, and then you laugh again.
One summer vacation, one morning I said I didn't have a pen to do my homework. You had an important meeting in town. At noon, you bought a pen, rode a ten-mile bike and braved the high temperature of nearly 40 degrees to bring it home to me, and then went back to town to continue the meeting.
I live in the third grade. Once, you rode a ten-mile bike in the snow to send me rice, and then rode home in the snow.
After graduating from technical secondary school and looking for a job, you took me one by one to meet your acquaintances in the provincial capital of the county. You lowered your posture by one meter and smiled humbly at everyone. Eventually, because I had no money, I found a job in the talent market myself.
Because work in the county is not satisfactory, I often go home. You look glum and I won't say anything, just give me 230 yuan.
One day after working in the county town for two years, you took me to a friend's house across the river to meet his brother, who works as a real estate agent in Guangzhou. I passed the interview and successfully knocked on the door to work in Guangzhou. It was also that interview that I completed a big reversal of my life.
You sent me to Wuhan by train, and the train drifted away, and you kept watching it and refused to leave. You can't rest assured that I will go south to Guangzhou alone.
More than a year later, I went home for the Spring Festival and brought back my boyfriend (now my husband). You are so happy to invite all your relatives to celebrate. I'm glad to meet you. I'll massage your back and make it unforgettable. Before I died, I always told my mother that my girl was worthy of me, rubbed my back and gave me money to treat my illness.
After buying the first suite, I invite you and your mother to visit Guangzhou. You took your mother to take pictures at home as a souvenir. You took photos everywhere in Beijing Road, Yuntai Garden and Zoo, and you were as happy as a child.
Later, I was pregnant, my husband was not at home, and I had a bad morning sickness and had to go to work. You and your mother came as soon as they got the call. You walk with me every day and pick me up in rainy days. After the child is born, you hold the child and play with him every day until he is one and a half years old.
A few years later, you were diagnosed with lung cancer. My sister and I both want you to live well and try our best to treat you. You are also very cooperative, chemotherapy, radiotherapy and Chinese medicine treatment, tenacious struggle with the disease. Every time I go back to see you, you are in pain, but you hum every time. You don't want to make me too sad.
The last time I saw you, it was also a heartbreaking scene. I came back as soon as I got a call from my mother. You can't talk. Looking at the tall father, there are only a handful of bones left. I was in tears. You keep humming, but you can't say anything. You just shed tears from the corner of your eye.
Didn't you say that I would take you and your mother to Beijing for a trip when you were well? Didn't you agree to live in my new house in Guangzhou when you were in good health? Didn't you say that you would teach erhu when you were well? Yes, it's too late. You have been tortured by illness for nearly five years, and you are tired. You wanted to rest, so you went to a relaxing place, where there was no chemotherapy, radiotherapy and bone loss.
A year, have you relaxed a lot? That's why I come into my dreams again and again, well, without any disease. Don't worry, I will take good care of myself, my family and your most worried mother.
Prose in Memory of Father: Another Tomb-Sweeping Day in Memory of Father. The drizzle evokes infinite thoughts.
It's almost a year since my father died, so it's time to burn incense for my father today.
You can use this article to commemorate your father in a foreign country. I hope you have a soul in heaven!
My mother gave birth to me when my father was forty. I have an eight-year-old sister above me. Maybe the father misses a son, but his wishes always run counter to reality. I am a girl again.
My mother has always dressed me up as a boy since I was a child, with a young man's hairstyle. It may be because of these infections that I have a bad temper since I was a child. As long as I can remember, my father seldom lived with us.
The expenses of the family depend entirely on his working outside the home. My mother can maintain the livelihood of the family by digging a few acres of land at home, and live a poor life, but she is still very happy.
When I was four years old, I was sent to the kindergarten in the village and started my study career. My father didn't stop me from entering the school. At that time, children my age had to be six or seven years old to go to school, which wasted three years of tuition.
He gained a reputation as a smooth operator.
Every spring in the countryside is the busiest time. After a spring rain, every household began to plow, rake and transplant seedlings. At this time, my task is to feed the cows after school, which I am happy to do.
Tie a big cow to the garden. It eats it and I play mine. Soon I heard someone cursing in the distance? What rabbit put the cow in my garden?
I don't care so much. It's important to save myself first, so I ran home. What was waiting for me was a bitter meal, which was the gold bar that my father took from my mother. Go to the cow,
I'll take care of her? . After my mom left, my dad squinted at me? Why don't you do your homework? I answered blows with blows, and my father's eyes slipped.
In the third grade of primary school, my mother got gallstones. The pain made her life worse than death. That night, her condition deteriorated. She took my hand? Do I have to listen to my parents and sisters when I die? .
I nodded desperately, and my father sitting there said nothing? I saw my father's anxiety in the smoke. The next day, when I came home from school, the door was locked. My neighbor told me that my father took my mother to Yichang for surgery.
My father never drinks or plays cards in his life. His greatest hobby is smoking. More than two yuan a pack is a luxury for him. Since mother's operation, the family's life has been more difficult, and his father took away his only hobby.
I was warned for a while. My father always walks around the house during the slack season. I know my father wants to smoke.
So I picked up those unfinished cigarette butts, peeled off the remaining tobacco and put it on paper, carefully wrapped it into a tube and glued it with water, and secretly lit it for my father when my mother was away. Father laughed for a long time.
For a time, my father smoked cigarettes that I processed for him.
When I was in junior high school, I studied very hard. Maybe I was born with poor qualifications. I miss high school life. I forgot how many times I cried and how many tears I shed that summer vacation. I didn't see my parents laughing. Dad said that on the day of school? I hope to attend remedial classes.
Have you ever been to college? . After cramming, I knew I was not suitable for college, and finally I decided to choose middle school.
The good times didn't last long. In the second year of secondary school, my mother became ill again, and the hospital gave her family a critically ill notice? Taking care of patients? . It was my father who urged the operation, but the doctor disagreed but was not responsible. mother
I escaped from the jaws of death again.
Go home for the summer vacation and prepare to drop out of school to work. My father asked me when he found out. What can I do when I am away from home? On the first day of school, my father gave me a brand-new tuition fee of 4 thousand yuan? Don't worry, I saved it for you, okay? .
I know the money is saved to treat my mother, but I don't want to spend it under the pillow. I took some living expenses when I left, and put the rest back. I spent the last two years in school, so far, the school has not got me.
Every time I call home after work, my father will always say something when he hears my voice. Been back for a long time. Oh, here comes your mother. Why didn't you tell her? . My father is a man of few words. I seldom talked to my mother when she was alive.
Three years ago, my mother was seriously ill again, and the results showed that cancer cells in the late stage of liver cancer entered the bone marrow. When I got home and saw my miserable mother, my father patted me on the shoulder? Do your best. People always die, okay? . I got married a week later, and my mother died a week later. On the night of burial, my father sat in the corner of the mourning hall, silently. Silent tears, the first time I saw my father cry in 21 years, yes! This person who has been with him for 30 years will be far apart after tonight. His father cried like a child. He is sixty years old, and he really needs company when he is old.
After my mother left, my father and I gradually got to know each other. Sometimes we talk to each other. He always gives me the extra money on hand and keeps some spare parts for cigarettes. My father loves me at heart.
During the one year and zero months with my father, I gradually forgot the sadness caused by my mother's departure. I started to do some small business at home, hoping to spend more time with my father. That night, my father was going to wash his face and sleep. I heard my father coughing in the outhouse. Please, Mel, I can't, okay? . I ran into the house blindfolded and saw a pool of blood. My father bit a towel and was covered in blood.
He held his father and dialed the emergency number. His father shook his head without saying a word. His hands dropped slowly, and his breathing became weaker and weaker? My father's soul is getting farther and farther away from me, and went through the night to the Elysium.
He closed his eyes and looked calm, as if he were asleep? Father left quietly in my arms before the ambulance came?
My father died instantly, which made me lose my confidence and courage in life and decadent for a long time. Writing down these past events today is a kind of memory for my father, and it also encourages me. I will live well, don't worry! If you have a soul in heaven, please bless me!