Hello! When I received this letter, it was the fourth spring and autumn of my college life. I have been complaining about you all these years, and I even hate you a little. I always hate that you don't provide me with tuition and living expenses, which makes me miserable in college. Looking back now, I feel stupid. What parents don't love their children? I know that your heart has been very painful in recent years because of your helplessness. In fact, you have done everything a father can do. Who can blame for the poverty in our family?
Yes, what can an honest farmer do in the face of such a fate! I know, our family is very poor, there is no TV set, no washing machine, and the only modern guy is probably that radio; At home, I can't see snow-white walls, bright windows and thatched houses. Year after year passed. In other words, it is here that your selfless fatherly love won our brothers and sisters back the red prize. It is this destination that gives me the spiritual motivation to go deep into the bone marrow on the difficult way to study. I remember when I was a child, I got pneumonia. You braved the biting north wind and walked into the county people's hospital with thick snow on your back. When I was admitted to Xi 'an Normal School, you ran around asking people to raise money for me.
There is one thing that even makes me regret and feel guilty. It was my day in the county high school, and you came. When I walked out of the classroom, I saw a middle-aged man in his fifties, wearing a black cotton-padded jacket and a military blue cotton cap. What a familiar figure. I look at you when I walk forward. You are covered with snowflakes, curled up with your hands, pacing from time to time and watching the school.
"Are you okay here? No, it's cold, I brought you a new pair of cotton shoes ... "You greeted me warmly and handed me those new shoes from the parcel next to you, but I said coldly to you," I don't need them. This place is no better than the countryside. How can I wear it in front of my classmates! " "Why did you send me this? What I need now is money! " He threw his shoes on the ground and ran back to the classroom quickly.
Later, I learned that great changes had taken place in my family at that time. My sister suffers from severe schizophrenia and needs to spend a lot of money on treatment. At this time, my mother was already very weak and infected with tuberculosis because she took care of her sister day and night. Sister and mother are in the hospital together. There is no way out at home, let alone money, even life is very difficult, but at the moment, the mother worried about the child's cold and warm, and did it in the hospital overnight. I didn't know I was fooling around with you, poor bear the wind!
I really regret throwing a love on the ground for my little vanity and seriously hurting your heart, but you are still so open-minded and never care about the rudeness and ignorance of your children. This is the greatness of your father's love. You think about the child's warmth and coldness in the biting cold wind, and you are hungry and cold outdoors, but what you get is your son's cold attitude. You are no stranger, I know it is your great love that embraces me.
When I see that you are worried about your child's tuition again, I know that you have always been a heart that loves children; When I saw you pushing a bicycle to sell business outside the village, I knew you were worried about the life of a young and old family; When I got the money you gave me to irrigate the wheat field in winter and let me use it as the fare, I knew that you couldn't wait to take out your heart for your son!
Father, please allow me to call you that again. You didn't create a comfortable environment for me. You didn't bring me the cost of studying, but you gave me spiritual wealth. I won't feel inferior because my father is illiterate and a farmer, because my father never gives me less support and loves me less than others. On the contrary, he does a lot. It is this kind of love that has taken root in my heart and made me successfully spend four years in college. Whenever I feel tired and miserable about my life, I think about how my father supported this family. The thought of my father's love for me gives me confidence to overcome hunger and poverty.
The long river of years has washed away the memories in my mind, and many past events have become blurred. Only the scene of my father selling vegetables and sending shoes in the snow has not faded with the passage of time, but has become more and more fresh in my heart, like old photos projected in my mind, reflecting the hardships of that time and the vicissitudes of time, as well as my father's love! Especially in recent years, your low back pain has become more serious, and sometimes you are bedridden. This is the disease left by your hard work! These make me feel guilty, which swells and takes root in my heart like cancer and suppresses my heart. Your groans when you were sick scared me to sleep like a nightmare.
Father, I'm ashamed of you!