08.2021 Story
Eternal wings
Yu Chang technical commercial vocational high school / jun'er
Father is like a strong bird. He always spreads his rich wings to protect us from the wind and rain and fly with us all the way. Although things change and stars change, those warm wings have never left
Little apple
I was the first child in my family. When I was born, my father was nearly 40 years old. Naturally, he loved me more. In that era of a mere 100 yuan salary and difficult life, he was willing to eat me an imported five clawed apple of 10 yuan every day. Sister Xiaohui, who took care of me, said with envy, "if I were also your daughter, how good it would be!" Maybe it's the effect of apple. My little face is red in protein. Because my mother often pricks a little scratch on my head, the students in Danjiang helped me get a nickname of "little apple".
Love hidden in the palm of your hand
My father lost his parents when he was young. He grew up in a relief home. After a difficult life, he was frugal by nature and saved himself, but he was generous to his family, relatives, friends and students. Knowing that I am very much like him, I always worry that I am busy with work and can't eat well. When I go out, I often put a bill in my palm and urge me to eat more nutritious food and don't treat myself badly. Even if I am over 40 years old, I still enjoy this favor. This is the way my father shows his love for me.
A warm hug
I got married at the age of 32. Due to my working relationship, my husband and wife are two places apart. I have been living at home until I got pregnant three years later. However, my father suffered a stroke due to worrying about state affairs during that period. My sister Wenwen resolutely shouldered the burden of care. During my confinement, my father visited me and my baby before and after rehabilitation every day. Although there was no elevator in my old husband's apartment, he still insisted on climbing the third floor step by step, just to care about whether our mother and daughter were well? After many years, I became pregnant again. My father always gave me a warm bear hug every morning because he loved the elderly pregnant woman, so as to convey my deep affection and blessing to my daughter. He earnestly told me to pay attention to my health and traffic safety, and often waved and watched me go out to work. Later, my little daughter Lele was born safely. Neighbors said that my little granddaughter was like my grandfather. He always attributed it to my daily hug when I was pregnant.
Grey blue down jacket
In my impression, my father prefers blue. After a stroke, he often goes back and forth to the second health insurance building for a long time. In order to recover by the way, he always goes there on foot. One day on Xinyi Road, I saw a gray blue down coat in the window. I liked it very much. After asking the price, I was silent. I sat in the store for a long time. Until the closing time, the boss had no choice but to sell it at a low price with two banknotes. My father came home very late that day. His tired face couldn't hide his pride. He said it was a gift for me and asked me to try it on quickly, The family were amazed! This down gown has been with me for several cold winters. Every time I wear it, it seems to be tightly surrounded by my father. It is so thick and warm and full of father's love. My beloved father spent his whole life trying to make me have a warm home, grow up carefree, and enjoy the moisture and love of family affection, and how little I paid for him!
The last meal
When I was a child, I was always greedy. Every time my father had a wedding dinner, he would take me with him. The friends who shared weal and woe in that era had deep feelings. In January 2017, my old friend invited me to dinner again. He asked me if I could accompany me several times? I had no choice but to answer, "I have to go to work! It's really inconvenient to ask for leave That time, when my old friends saw my father coming alone, they all brought vegetables for him warmly. They didn't know whether it was overeating or cooking a little oil. When they came home, they felt uncomfortable. They vomited several times at night. The family mistakenly thought it was a gastrointestinal cold. Later, my father suffered a lot of pain. After examination, he knew it was gallbladder cancer. With only three months left, we couldn't bravely tell him the name of the disease. Thinking that my father had just published the last 100 days of Dr. Sun Yat Sen, we could only gently hint: How did I get the same disease as my father?
Figure in front of desk
My father studied hard all his life, practiced good handwriting, wrote countless articles and works, took care of the food and clothing of the whole family with the royalties word by word, and gave me and my sister a good learning environment. In my memory, the figure of him buried in front of his desk is the most impressive picture. When my father was ill, he smiled and said that what he wanted to do most now was to teach and explain that my sister and I must be "good teachers and friends" for students. Father, please be relieved that we will continue to complete your lifelong ambition.
Little secret
When I was a child, my father would kiss my sister and me on the small face. We always smiled and dodged because of the thick beard. When we grew up, although we were not good at expressing our feelings, every cold winter, as long as we snuggled up to my father, he would wrap my cold little hands with warm big hands, with infinite warmth all over my heart.
During his father's last stay in bed, his condition became worse and worse day by day, and he finally couldn't speak. I was surprised that I didn't spend much time with him and would always hold his hand. The warm and thick hands in my memory were much thinner at that time. Once in the hospital, I held my father's hand and talked to him. I suddenly wanted to express my full gratitude and love for him. I gently pressed my father's hand three times and told him that this was the meaning of I love you. My father suddenly strongly pressed me back, again and again, and refused to stop, In response to the silent and deep affection between father and daughter, even the sister on the other side of the hospital bed was surprised and joined in transmitting the message of love.
say goodbye
On the morning of May 17, 2017, I just arrived at school. My sister called and asked me to hurry to the hospital as soon as possible. I know it's time to say goodbye to my father. The gray blue sky and the drizzle are just like my sad mood. I try to calm myself down. I walk into the ward and watch the numbers on the instrument board decline gradually, but I remain stagnant for a long time. I thought, does my father still have something to worry about? So I contacted the children's school teacher and asked my cousin to pick up the children to the hospital to accompany grandpa on his last trip. I whispered, "Dad, enli and LeLe have come to see grandpa! Thank you, Grandpa. Let's have a warm home. Please rest assured! We will all live a good life Then gently wipe away the tears from his father's eyes. His father has a deep love all his life, not to mention that we are his closest family!
I don't know when the sky turned clear. The warm sunshine penetrated the sick room. The scenery outside the window was incredible, just like an elegant landscape painting. My father died in peace with the blessing of his family.
Reserved bit
Recalling the time spent with my father, family reunion has also become an important mark. On family birthdays and special anniversaries, we always find a restaurant to get together. Shanghai Village, Yinyi, Longji, Lao Zhang beef noodles... Are all good tastes that we never forget. I still remember when my eldest daughter enli was two years old, walking with Grandpa through Ding Taifeng. On a whim, the old man invited his little granddaughter to eat a small cage bag. This guy's eyes suddenly brightened up. As long as he passed by, the little boy couldn't speak clearly, so he took us to the store and became the most loyal little fan of Ding Taifeng. Now everything has become a memory
On that day, the Lele achievement presentation meeting was over. We decided to have dinner in dingtaifeng. In order to save a seat for our father, we said six people when we reserved a seat. The service staff arranged five chairs according to the number of people entering the store, so I had to add another chair and tableware, saying that my family didn't know if they could catch up. Dingtaifeng's food is still delicious, but his heart is a little sad because he can't go back to the past. Although the beloved father is no longer around, he will always retain the most important position in the hearts of the family.
Eternal wings
I still remember when I was a child, whenever there was an earthquake, my father always rushed into the room at the first time and protected the family with his own body. For fear that we might be frightened, my sister always said, "as long as there is a father!" My father has always been like a strong bird with rich wings to protect us from the wind and rain and fly with us. Now the big bird is tired and can finally have a good rest. The remaining birds still have to continue the unfinished journey. Father, please rest assured that we will guard this home with all our heart.
Three years! Whenever I miss you, I always look up to the sky and feel the broad, free and leisurely travel of blue sky and white clouds. I know you have been silently guarding us, and those warm wings have never left... (this article is reprinted from the colorful edition of the supplement of United Daily on October 25, 2010)
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Little apple
I was the first child in my family. When I was born, my father was nearly 40 years old. Naturally, he loved me more. In that era of a mere 100 yuan salary and difficult life, he was willing to eat me an imported five clawed apple of 10 yuan every day. Sister Xiaohui, who took care of me, said with envy, "if I were also your daughter, how good it would be!" Maybe it's the effect of apple. My little face is red in protein. Because my mother often pricks a little scratch on my head, the students in Danjiang helped me get a nickname of "little apple".
Love hidden in the palm of your hand
My father lost his parents when he was young. He grew up in a relief home. After a difficult life, he was frugal by nature and saved himself, but he was generous to his family, relatives, friends and students. Knowing that I am very much like him, I always worry that I am busy with work and can't eat well. When I go out, I often put a bill in my palm and urge me to eat more nutritious food and don't treat myself badly. Even if I am over 40 years old, I still enjoy this favor. This is the way my father shows his love for me.
A warm hug
I got married at the age of 32. Due to my working relationship, my husband and wife are two places apart. I have been living at home until I got pregnant three years later. However, my father suffered a stroke due to worrying about state affairs during that period. My sister Wenwen resolutely shouldered the burden of care. During my confinement, my father visited me and my baby before and after rehabilitation every day. Although there was no elevator in my old husband's apartment, he still insisted on climbing the third floor step by step, just to care about whether our mother and daughter were well? After many years, I became pregnant again. My father always gave me a warm bear hug every morning because he loved the elderly pregnant woman, so as to convey my deep affection and blessing to my daughter. He earnestly told me to pay attention to my health and traffic safety, and often waved and watched me go out to work. Later, my little daughter Lele was born safely. Neighbors said that my little granddaughter was like my grandfather. He always attributed it to my daily hug when I was pregnant.
Grey blue down jacket
In my impression, my father prefers blue. After a stroke, he often goes back and forth to the second health insurance building for a long time. In order to recover by the way, he always goes there on foot. One day on Xinyi Road, I saw a gray blue down coat in the window. I liked it very much. After asking the price, I was silent. I sat in the store for a long time. Until the closing time, the boss had no choice but to sell it at a low price with two banknotes. My father came home very late that day. His tired face couldn't hide his pride. He said it was a gift for me and asked me to try it on quickly, The family were amazed! This down gown has been with me for several cold winters. Every time I wear it, it seems to be tightly surrounded by my father. It is so thick and warm and full of father's love. My beloved father spent his whole life trying to make me have a warm home, grow up carefree, and enjoy the moisture and love of family affection, and how little I paid for him!
The last meal
When I was a child, I was always greedy. Every time my father had a wedding dinner, he would take me with him. The friends who shared weal and woe in that era had deep feelings. In January 2017, my old friend invited me to dinner again. He asked me if I could accompany me several times? I had no choice but to answer, "I have to go to work! It's really inconvenient to ask for leave That time, when my old friends saw my father coming alone, they all brought vegetables for him warmly. They didn't know whether it was overeating or cooking a little oil. When they came home, they felt uncomfortable. They vomited several times at night. The family mistakenly thought it was a gastrointestinal cold. Later, my father suffered a lot of pain. After examination, he knew it was gallbladder cancer. With only three months left, we couldn't bravely tell him the name of the disease. Thinking that my father had just published the last 100 days of Dr. Sun Yat Sen, we could only gently hint: How did I get the same disease as my father?
Figure in front of desk
My father studied hard all his life, practiced good handwriting, wrote countless articles and works, took care of the food and clothing of the whole family with the royalties word by word, and gave me and my sister a good learning environment. In my memory, the figure of him buried in front of his desk is the most impressive picture. When my father was ill, he smiled and said that what he wanted to do most now was to teach and explain that my sister and I must be "good teachers and friends" for students. Father, please be relieved that we will continue to complete your lifelong ambition.
Little secret
When I was a child, my father would kiss my sister and me on the small face. We always smiled and dodged because of the thick beard. When we grew up, although we were not good at expressing our feelings, every cold winter, as long as we snuggled up to my father, he would wrap my cold little hands with warm big hands, with infinite warmth all over my heart.
During his father's last stay in bed, his condition became worse and worse day by day, and he finally couldn't speak. I was surprised that I didn't spend much time with him and would always hold his hand. The warm and thick hands in my memory were much thinner at that time. Once in the hospital, I held my father's hand and talked to him. I suddenly wanted to express my full gratitude and love for him. I gently pressed my father's hand three times and told him that this was the meaning of I love you. My father suddenly strongly pressed me back, again and again, and refused to stop, In response to the silent and deep affection between father and daughter, even the sister on the other side of the hospital bed was surprised and joined in transmitting the message of love.
say goodbye
On the morning of May 17, 2017, I just arrived at school. My sister called and asked me to hurry to the hospital as soon as possible. I know it's time to say goodbye to my father. The gray blue sky and the drizzle are just like my sad mood. I try to calm myself down. I walk into the ward and watch the numbers on the instrument board decline gradually, but I remain stagnant for a long time. I thought, does my father still have something to worry about? So I contacted the children's school teacher and asked my cousin to pick up the children to the hospital to accompany grandpa on his last trip. I whispered, "Dad, enli and LeLe have come to see grandpa! Thank you, Grandpa. Let's have a warm home. Please rest assured! We will all live a good life Then gently wipe away the tears from his father's eyes. His father has a deep love all his life, not to mention that we are his closest family!
I don't know when the sky turned clear. The warm sunshine penetrated the sick room. The scenery outside the window was incredible, just like an elegant landscape painting. My father died in peace with the blessing of his family.
Reserved bit
Recalling the time spent with my father, family reunion has also become an important mark. On family birthdays and special anniversaries, we always find a restaurant to get together. Shanghai Village, Yinyi, Longji, Lao Zhang beef noodles... Are all good tastes that we never forget. I still remember when my eldest daughter enli was two years old, walking with Grandpa through Ding Taifeng. On a whim, the old man invited his little granddaughter to eat a small cage bag. This guy's eyes suddenly brightened up. As long as he passed by, the little boy couldn't speak clearly, so he took us to the store and became the most loyal little fan of Ding Taifeng. Now everything has become a memory
On that day, the Lele achievement presentation meeting was over. We decided to have dinner in dingtaifeng. In order to save a seat for our father, we said six people when we reserved a seat. The service staff arranged five chairs according to the number of people entering the store, so I had to add another chair and tableware, saying that my family didn't know if they could catch up. Dingtaifeng's food is still delicious, but his heart is a little sad because he can't go back to the past. Although the beloved father is no longer around, he will always retain the most important position in the hearts of the family.
Eternal wings
I still remember when I was a child, whenever there was an earthquake, my father always rushed into the room at the first time and protected the family with his own body. For fear that we might be frightened, my sister always said, "as long as there is a father!" My father has always been like a strong bird with rich wings to protect us from the wind and rain and fly with us. Now the big bird is tired and can finally have a good rest. The remaining birds still have to continue the unfinished journey. Father, please rest assured that we will guard this home with all our heart.
Three years! Whenever I miss you, I always look up to the sky and feel the broad, free and leisurely travel of blue sky and white clouds. I know you have been silently guarding us, and those warm wings have never left... (this article is reprinted from the colorful edition of the supplement of United Daily on October 25, 2010)
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