Mid-Autumn Festival: An Unforgettable Mid-Autumn Night
"The moon is like frost, the wind is like water, and the scenery is infinite." Every Mid-Autumn Festival night, after family reunion, I like to have a cup of tea alone and sit quietly on the front balcony to enjoy the moon. On this moonlit night, I thought of my parents. I remember when I went home to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with my parents many years ago, my father burst into tears twice, and I seemed to feel the moonlight falling on me like tears.
People are bright when they are happy, especially from the moon to the Mid-Autumn Festival. That year, my uncle's eldest son came back only once every ten years and asked me to go home for the Mid-Autumn Festival. During the Cultural Revolution, I studied in a university and stayed in Fuzhou for many days. On the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, the whole family was reunited, and my father was very happy. He even poured a glass, even though he never drinks. He likes reading ancient books. Today, he advised wine with a poem: "Oh, let a man with spirit take risks where he likes, and never point his golden cup at the moon!" " , and we drank a toast. He was so excited that tears came down first. I am also very touched. I have never seen my father so emotional. One of his joys is that the return of his eldest brother reminds him of the wasted years in the past. They grew up together, and their father was only a few years older. Uncle is a local cadre of the * * * production party, a beacon of war in the 1940s and a local occupation. Our family had no peace for a day, so my father sent him to join the New Fourth Army. After the troops went south, they worked in Fujian provincial organs. Today, they are filled with emotion. Second, the children go home for reunion. What makes him particularly happy is that he has four brothers and sisters, six children and five grandchildren. This is his greatest wealth and treasure. In rural areas, what we value is the great virtue of our ancestors and the prosperity of our families. This is also the continuation and future of life that the elderly value. This is his hope and pride.
The bright moon is cold and difficult to sleep, and it is already late at night to look at the window alone. After dinner, I chatted with my eldest brother. He said that my father's tears were both happy and sad. Eldest brother said that when chatting with his father before dinner, his father shed tears. Eldest brother told me the reason and made a request to me on behalf of his father. I feel very surprised and wronged. He always regards me as his pride and praises me for my filial piety. My kind and generous father said he had a problem with me in front of my long-lost eldest brother. My father's sudden opinion made me feel beaten for the first time. I don't know where my father's worries come from. After we graduated from college, we always insisted on sending half of our salary to our parents. I studied in Shanghai for a year and a half and spent a lot of money. My wife only left a little living expenses. She is so thin that all her clothes are empty that she has never lost weight and never stopped sending money to the elderly. I can't sleep at night because of my myriad thoughts.
"I miss heaven and earth, and there is no limit, and I cry alone." Men don't flick when they have tears Although his father is weak, he is a tough guy. He went through all kinds of hardships calmly and never shed a tear. It is not easy to recall my father's life. Sending a message to my uncle in turbulent times frightened the whole family. Suffering from hunger and hardship in hard times, I gritted my teeth and survived. I value my children more than my own life. He collapsed from overwork and had a terrible stomachache. It is said that puffer fish cures stomachache, taking risks and being seriously poisoned. At that time, I was in college. At this most dangerous time, for the sake of my studies and future, he refused to tell me, and then miraculously escaped. He cares most about his children and asks the least. Today, my father burst into tears twice, which can be described as "where the petals have been like tears, where the lonely bird has sang grief." Father must be excited and more painful. I thought that letting them live a carefree and happy life was filial piety. But I didn't take the time to think about their feelings now, to listen to him, and then to help them meet their life and spiritual needs.
In fact, parents miss their children more sincerely and earnestly. Especially the Mid-Autumn Festival, "Every year tonight, the moonlight is like water, and people are thousands of miles long." The beautiful moonlit scenery and the traditional reunion day make people feel very cordial. Moreover, his favorite children and grandchildren are far away in a foreign land, and the sense of separation is increasing year by year. I looked at the sky, and the moon was in such a hurry through the clouds. It's like life comes and goes in a hurry, how precious it is. The moon hanging in the air is so cold and lonely, as if it were the figure of an old man. My father has relatives around him, and I am the one he cares about, misses and wants to talk to most. I understand that my father's loneliness stems from his deep love for me and my family, and it is so strong. Thick acacia, into tears in the eyes. I understand my father's bitterness, and my eyes are moist.
I asked my parents to live with us, but I was a stranger in a foreign country, and the language was difficult to understand and I was not used to it. Back to my hometown, there are many people, and everyone knows it. Especially in those days, we had a son by his side. Although the responsibility is great and the work is hard, he happily holds his grandson on his head all day, walking in the village and walking to Tiantou. I go back to spend the Spring Festival with him every year. After the children came to our side, they were very busy at work and seldom went home. I also drove around when I went back. Although we met, we were all in a hurry and seldom communicated with each other. For parents, it is emotional ups and downs, and there is nowhere to talk about depression. Emotionally, it feels like years. At that time, his father died early because of his grandfather, and his uncle was away. In order to take care of his grandmother and family, he gave up many opportunities to go out. He is a famous dutiful son, and he hopes his son will spend more time with him.
"But how much love there is in an inch of grass, and I got three inches of glory." I carefully consider my father's request, often go home and often write letters. I understand my father's lonely feeling because he loves me too much. I feel my face burning. I often go to Canglang Pavilion in Suzhou, and there is a pair of couplets that are intriguing. "The breeze and the bright moon are priceless, and the water is near the tower." Besides, we are deeply affectionate father and son. As the days pass, I miss my father more and more. From then on, send money after greeting a few words, and keep writing letters no matter how busy you are at work. When you are in the south for a meeting or a business trip, you must go back to see them and talk on the phone often. "Who said that the moon is ruthless and thousands of miles away?" I heard that they are in poor health, so I will go back for treatment at any time. When they were seriously ill, I was the one who treated them. I tried my best and did my unshirkable duty. Let them spend their old age in peace.
The moon is bright and moist, clean and holy, because it is emotional tenderness and immersion. It was my father's tears that made me understand the true meaning of Mid-Autumn Festival. This is a tradition and the reunion of children that the old people look forward to. When we are old, we really understand and understand our father's lonely and bitter tears full of deep love.
The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming again, and the bright moon shines in the sky. Looking up, I found that it was moonlight, and the moon was still there. Seeing my father as bright as the moon in the sky, I think this is the best memory of my parents when they were alive and after their death.
How bright the moonlight is at home! , bright and clear, also let me understand a truth, more precious than money is family. Older people need deep affection, often go home to see their parents, often write letters, and often call their parents. This is the greatest filial piety to parents.
This is an unforgettable and sleepless Mid-Autumn Night!