There is a widely circulated saying in "Watching Off": The so-called scene between father, daughter and mother only means that your fate with him is that you will continue to watch his back fade away in this life.
But many times, we also greet someone with warm eyes.
How many times have we looked at you who came from afar with happy and throbbing hearts, with a kind of joy of expectation. In looking forward to it, in gazing sideways, you come from afar, thus filling life. Waiting for you to come from a distance with child-like joyful eyes is the most worthwhile expectation in life.
When I first started working, I lived in a high-rise apartment with an intersection outside my window and a shop selling roasted sweet potatoes under the street lamp. Looking down from the window, you can see the quiet and busy street scene. I could distinguish him from the crisp footsteps. I opened the curtains and he happened to be looking up at the window. The street lights were like the sun in the dark night, and I could see the bright sparkle in his eyes. That period of love and love, and him coming from afar in the streets, are precious memories in each other's lives.
When my daughter learned to walk, it was summer. It was a lush summer, and cicadas were singing on the branches. The green plum branches are full, and the loquats turn yellow. The Meishui River slowly moves forward outside the window, wide and flowing, as transparent and bright as a mirror under the sun. When the Dragon Boat Festival starts every year, dragon boat races will be held on this river, and the sky and earth will be filled with loud shouts. My mother put her daughter on the ground, and I spread my hands one meter away. My eyes were happy and encouraging. Her eyes were worried and confused. But when she determined the direction, she only wanted to run to her mother's arms, and came towards me firmly in panic. When I hugged her, her little hands held my clothes tightly, and her pink cheeks pressed against mine. After countless repetitions and constant encouragement, she finally learned to walk steadily on her own. Along the Meishui River, I don’t know how far she will go one day. One day when she walked further and further away, did she remember how she staggered all the way to her mother when she was a toddler?
A few years later, my daughter entered elementary school. Every time it was almost 12 o'clock at noon, she would sit quietly under the mango tree in the apartment building. Elementary school ended earlier than junior high school. That mango tree has grown older, with luxuriant leaves and fruit, and a bumper harvest every year. When I just walked out of the school gate, I could hear her shouting "Mom, Mom", accompanied by jumping on tiptoes. In the midst of her joy and under her beautiful gaze, I walked across the road and walked under the mango tree. I looked at her with a smile, and she grabbed my lapel and walked home proudly together. There is no journey that can compare to the journey in my daughter’s expectant and waiting eyes.
As we travel far away, we have less and less time to return to our hometown. The family has an eighty-year-old grandmother and parents in their sixties. My parents' home is in a mountain nook, and my home is located on a slope. It was an evening. After getting off the car on the side of the road, I looked up at my home on the slope and saw several people coming down the slope quickly. As it approached, the father was at the front, and then the mother. They grabbed the luggage and picked up the child. Grandma was panting behind me, so I went over and held her hand. I didn’t say anything, just held her hand. This old man took me until I was fifteen years old, until I went out to study. We walked together towards the home on the slope, towards the home with lights and firewood and rice. I think they have been looking at the door for a long time, and they can accurately identify the daughter's family in the haze of dusk; and they ran to greet us, which seemed so grand and luxurious in my eyes. Relatives are people who are getting closer and closer to each other.
No matter how far you go, you see the most, and you think deeply, you will never be able to escape the eyes of those who care about you.
Maybe, some roads have to be walked alone, but one day, there will always be a certain moment, he will be there waiting for you, and under his gaze, gradually get closer, and take care of yourself. Keep warm. He may be our lover, child, parent, or friend.
Approaching in your warm eyes is the greatest happiness in this life.
Getting closer in your eyes is actually a form of everyone’s life.