Father is gone
In fact, he didn't want to leave, he said he would wait for me to go back
At 8 p.m. on April 4, 2022, my father broke his word for the first time
Walking calmly and calmly, he looked like a fuehrer
Summon your loved ones one by one
Look at and explain one by one, as if he is going to go out on a long trip
Every time he travels, he is most relieved by his mother
This time was no exception, he clutched his mother's hand
This pair of hands, which had been clenched for nearly 60 years, was an inseparable concern in his heart
In his mother's warm hands, he took his last deep breath
As if accumulating strength for the long road that follows
2022.4.5 in Sydney
At 18:00 on April 4, father's gaze
It was as if the starlight that penetrated the night sky was thousands of miles away
Looking at his son on the screen of his mobile phone, he was calm and serene
There is no pain or sorrow at all, but there is deep concern and reluctance
There is even a little smile and relief at the corners of the mouth
Whatever I said, he said yes, like a well-behaved child
It seems to be obedient, without the heaviness of a mountain of fatherly love
Only the corners of his eyes couldn't help but have tears that poked into a man's heart
He still has so much concern and love waiting for us to reap the harvest
He seemed to be full of confidence, and I was full of expectations
Unfortunately, two hours later, there was one of the brightest stars in the night sky
There are also countless teardrops that fall silently in the world
At the last moment, my father was my role model
Like a father who refuses to bribe and spends his life in self-love
Repeatedly refuse to allow anything outside of the body to enter his clean body
Even confess if you lose consciousness
When the doctor rescues, the children are not allowed to wait at the scene
This man who cherished his own reputation and was just right
I don't want my own flesh and blood to see what I look like when I am embarrassed
I want to always show my strength and be an example for my children
At the last minute, do not enter the intensive care unit
He had an innate fear and wariness of the Chamber of Secrets
Instead of prolonging a short life in the midst of bloodshed, it is better to hold your mother's hand
- Quietly sleep in the warmth of my mother
Father's last dream
Xu felt that he was going to travel far away, in his sleep
The father gently and affectionately called out to his mother's alias and name
The last dream that bursts out of life belongs only to the mother
It belongs only to the family and children who are built together with two hearts
60 years of mutual affection, this name has been engraved
Father's days and souls, hand in hand, rain or shine
Husband and wife are in the same heart, and even the bitter days are sweet
Husband and wife hand in hand, no matter how difficult the years have become warm memories
Play back the bittersweet and bittersweet of your life at the last minute
I think of my mother, who is gentle and considerate, kind and virtuous, and who teaches her husband and son
The father's deep attachment and reluctance to his mother are still uncontrollable
Tears mixed with noodles
The heat of the boiling water made me cry
Tomatoes from a foreign country were so sour that my nostrils and orbits were sour
From now on, my father will not be by my side
It will only be in my heart, in my dreams, in my thoughts, in my life
In every meal I eat in my stomach, every cup of water I drink from my stomach
In the air I exhaled in and out, in my hot rushing blood
In the sun, in the moon, in the stars, in the wind, in the rain
In every city I passed, in every mountain I crossed
In every river I have ever walked, in every day I have lived
In the bowl of noodles I was holding in my hand, I swallowed this bitterness with tears
I will live in the name of my father, with sincerity and kindness
2022.4.6 in Sydney
Li Li, a homeless man in the global village. Love poetry, love far away. Been to six continents. He was away from literature for 21 years. His works have been published in newspapers and periodicals such as Poetry Journal, People's Literature, Flower City, Tianya, Furong, Western China, Selected Poetry Journal, Yangtze River, And Stars, etc., and have won poetry awards more than ten times, and published a total of 6 collections of poetry, prose and reportage.