Classic prose recites my father's 1 dream and talks about my father's mountain, which I appreciate very much.
Call dad, mom said, dad is in the basement, and the room is too hot. My father's basement is very good. I lived there when I came home on May Day, half on the ground and half underground. Well ventilated, warm in winter and cool in summer. There is a bed, two old bookcases, a piano and two single person sofa in the room.
Yesterday, I saw that the temperature in my hometown was very high, with a high temperature of more than 35 degrees, no rainfall and dry heat. I asked my mother if it was very hot. My mother said it's been three days, 39 degrees, and Xi 'an is over 40 degrees.
A few days ago, I learned that Zhang Zisheng was ill in the hospital. When asked, my mother said that the operation was done and the thread was removed, but there was still some inflammation and she was not discharged from the hospital. Asked about the curative effect of the operation, said it was not good, and it was a little metastatic. My uncle is at my mother's house, and he was sitting next to me when I called my mother. My uncle is my mother's only brother, and my mother has always cared about him and everything in his family. I don't ask any more questions. I know my mother's blood pressure is unstable, and I can't brutally stimulate her thousands of miles away.
I don't want to disturb my father. I think he should be asleep by this time. But my mother said at this moment that my cousin Bai Feng was in a coma for six days and hasn't woken up yet. Now she is in the hospital. Because I don't want my mother to tell me in detail, I also want to send my father's day wishes in person. I asked my mother to wake my father, and I will call back in five minutes.
Put the phone down, I feel a little heartbroken for my parents. My parents live in a small town now, and they want to live happily. However, due to the huge family and large population, natural and man-made disasters often occur. Parents, as the eldest of their families, naturally want to be their backers, although the mountain is a little old. In these three or two years, first my grandmother and my fourth aunt died, then my fourth and eighth uncles died, especially my aunt died, and the stone tablet in front of my grandparents' grave was rebuilt. My father works very hard. Thousands of miles away, I called my father and he always mentioned it briefly, but I knew he was tired. My father is in good health, but after all, I always miss him.
Call again, father replied. So I relaxed and talked about the hot weather and the operation of scorpions. My father said that my mother's blood pressure was unstable because of the hot weather and my nephew's illness. I said go out as little as possible. 40 degrees outdoors is like skyfire. Speaking of cousins, I just asked for the phone number of my elder sister-in-law's house. My father wants to teach me how to talk to my aunt. I smiled and said that my son was almost forty, and my father said that was good. Finally, I gave my father a happy holiday. My father said there would be Father's Day? I smiled again and put down the phone. Father knows this festival, and it is a euphemism to doubt its existence.
After listening to the phone, Gu just said that the child was so far away that he was still worried. I went back to my hometown a few days ago and saw that menstruation was old, so I asked her age.
Parents always work hard for their families and children. Although it hurts, I also know that this is life.
Today, I will think of my father-in-law. As I said, my father-in-law is also a father.
My father-in-law has been gone for almost two years.
I don't want to think back to September 23rd, 20xx. It was a bolt from the blue. My father-in-law and brother-in-law left in a hurry and didn't give us any time to face reality.
Usually busy, I think of them when I have a little leisure.
These two years, my heart is bitter.
Today is not my holiday, because I am not qualified.
But the day my brother-in-law left, especially more than ten days ago, I celebrated my niece Ze's birthday. I think, if possible, I will be a father.
The curtain of the second chapter of my dad's reading classic prose is closed, and my tired heart is finally free. It's drizzling outside the window, and the breeze is blowing slowly. Staring, the sky is full of dark clouds; Listen, it's like clicking. The rain of acacia is falling, and the wind of yearning is shouting. Can the father in his hometown feel his daughter's concern?
Do you know that?/You know what? Writing for you for the first time, I don't know how deep and heavy my feelings are for you, and I don't know that your position in my daughter's heart will never stand. Perhaps you have never heard your daughter say how much she loves you; Perhaps you have never heard your daughter say how much she misses you. However, your daughter loves you, all your relatives and all the beautiful people and things in the world. It is you who make up the scenery of your life, and you decorate your life. It's you who make your lovesickness continuous, loving and affectionate.
Do you know that?/You know what? How anxious and sad was your daughter when she heard about your illness? When I was a child, I expected your love and protection. When I grow up, I hope to get your encouragement and guidance. Now I hope my parents are healthy and my children are more and more mature. Do you know that?/You know what? I am very sad that you are ill. No one loves you more than I do, and no one knows you better than I do. Your personality, your personality, are passed on to your daughter; You are straightforward and strong, and your daughter understands you. I am proud of your joining the army to defend the country; I'm proud that you gave up the opportunity of promotion and devoted yourself to oil development. You are diligent and persistent in your career, you unite and care for your comrades-in-arms, you write praises of life with labor, and you write the wonderful life with blood, which I admire.
Children wander in your hard steps, and children grow up under your simple education. You let me slowly integrate into the society with strict family education, you told me the ups and downs of life with a strong and hard-working spirit, and you encouraged children to grow up healthily with unparalleled mind. You often say: a person has never had a smooth life, and there will always be some disappointments and disappointments, but this does not mean anything. To do a job, you must do a job and love a job. Every job can be a champion. You can do anything well if you want.
You are full of love for your daughter and like to talk with us. In the eyes of children, you are both a strict teacher, a loving father and a friend. I remember once my brother played with his classmates on the way to school and broke a hydrochloric acid jar with them. When his father found out, he gave him a beating. My brother complained that he didn't mean it, and no one wanted the jar. Father said:? You didn't do it on purpose. To put it mildly, you destroyed public property. You may think it's a trivial matter, but you should make a big deal out of it. Do you know that?/You know what? Another time, when I was in middle school, I had a quarrel with my classmates, and my father criticized me when he found out. I can't tell you anything. People only come to you because they respect you. You ignore people, how arrogant you are, and you don't think highly of yourself. ? Really, my dad is my dad. He told me to be a man. From untidy homework, quarreling with people, to finding a job, finding a lover and so on. You will take advantage of every opportunity to talk and persuade your children.
My brother-in-law often says: He is far away from his parents and his thoughts are far away, so he can't see it at home; Husband will say: you are really a good person, but you are stubborn and everything else is fine; Sister in law said: Sometimes you are like a child, like our playmate; I said: You are a kind, kind, kind and upright good friend, and also a loving, caring, generous and strong good father.
Father's Day, Thanksgiving Day.
More than a week before Father's Day, many friends will start planning what gifts to give their father and which hotel to take their families to celebrate. My heart aches from time to time. I can only look at them silently with envious eyes, because I will never have this opportunity again. My father left us when I was 18 years old, and I drank a bowl of Mengpo soup alone. Before he could wave, he set foot on the Naihe Bridge and went to another heaven without looking back. What is left to us is infinite pain and endless sorrow. Since then, Father's Day every year has become a holiday that I dare not and don't want to face.
Dad/kloc-founded Qingdao at the age of 0/6 and worked hard in an old enterprise for nearly 40 years. When I was young, because my father was knowledgeable and willing to work actively, I was fortunate to be a member of the first batch of cadre training classes after the liberation of Qingdao and became a formal national administrative cadre.
My father is of medium height and gentle, with a pair of myopic and astigmatism glasses on his nose. Dad enters middle age, reading books and newspapers at night will add a pair of reading glasses. When I was young, whenever I saw my father wearing two pairs of glasses, we would call him with a smile? 6? Eyes. Dad is tolerant, approachable, cheerful and sincere. People who know him speak highly of him, calling him a man who doesn't laugh or talk.
Dad is studying in a private school. His handwriting is beautiful and his calligraphy is better. I remember that a few days before the Spring Festival every year is my father's busiest day in his spare time. He will write couplets with splash ink as a Spring Festival gift to his neighbors. From the initial selection of paper, ink research, to the final writing, even the contents of couplets are from my father's hands. I remember, at ordinary times, my father would write some feelings at work, praise and expectation for a better life, modify them in sentences, and then write them in a notebook prepared in advance. When writing couplets during the Spring Festival, he will carefully take out his notebook, carefully select the contents he likes, and then turn them into couplets with black characters on a red background. On the occasion of the Spring Festival every year, we feel particularly proud to see the couplets written by our father on the facade of our neighbor's house.
I remember when I was a child, my brothers and sisters looked forward to my father getting off work early every day, because my father would bring back delicious white flour steamed bread, meat buns and fried fish from time to time in the canteen of the unit. In that special era, it was some luxury goods. Especially on dad's payday, we will come to the door early and look forward to it, because dad will buy us all kinds of attractive snacks and beloved books. At this time, we will be as happy as a holiday.
Mom and dad have very good feelings, respect each other as guests and love each other. From the time I can remember, until my parents died one after another, I never saw them blushing or quarreling. Mom and dad are recognized as model couples by their neighbors. We are very happy to be bathed in such a harmonious family. Because mom and dad are approachable, we get along well with our neighbors.
Although my father is very kind to his friends and relatives, his family education is very strict. My two brothers were very naughty when they were young, and they ate a lot of sticks under their father's skin. To tell the truth, since childhood, we have a feeling of being afraid of our father. He never dotes on us. Whoever makes a mistake will be punished without mercy. After the corporal punishment, he will ask you to write down the cause and effect of the mistake, and then help you analyze it, so that you can realize the root of the mistake and ensure that similar mistakes will not be made again in the future. At that time, it seemed that dad's behavior was really unacceptable to us, even unreasonable, and I always felt that dad was a bit harsh. Now I know my father's good intentions, which can be said to be a unique way of education.
In order to improve our academic performance, my father will remind us to write a diary for the day after we finish the homework assigned by the teacher, and stipulate that we should write a short composition every week according to our own topics. Sometimes my father will give us some application questions to answer according to the actual situation. Dad often organizes family meetings when he is free to tell us some common sense of life and the truth of being a man. Dad's words and deeds have benefited us a lot in life and study. What we have achieved is also the result of what my father heard. Many things can't last forever, but dad's love is eternal?
Dad has been dead for so many years, and I have always missed him. I often relive the happy life of my family in my dreams. Now every time I see my peers snuggling up to my father, I will show my envious eyes. How happy it is to have my father's care and love, and how happy it is to spend my old age with my father and enjoy family happiness!
Dear dad, if there is an afterlife, I will be your daughter! I will definitely repay you! Let you live to be over 100 years old!
On the occasion of 20xx Father's Day, I want to give this document to my dearest father.
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