Original debut Infringement must be investigated
Go home
□ Liu Yongqing/Wen
I am the kind of person that people call the "four differents", who is said to be a peasant and has not cultivated land; who is a worker and has no formal job; who is a city person, whose hukou is in the countryside; who has a rural person and who has a home in the city.
My parents were authentic farmers, and they lived all their lives in the mountain village at the top of the Roof of Taihang, and there was always a busy farm work in the fields. It's their paradise, and they don't want to live with us.
The year is getting closer and closer, but the intermittent snow seems to have no intention of stopping. The roads on the mountains were frozen, with no signs of melting, and layer after layer of snow wrapped the only road home tightly.
Chinese New Year's Eve, and my parents called: "Don't come back if the road is not good!" It's not safe to drive on the road, and it's the same everywhere for the New Year! There is no shortage of anything in the house! "After hanging up the phone, I obviously felt the helpless mood of my parents looking forward to their children's return home.
"Go back!" I said, "I haven't been back since I went out to work for a year after the end of this year." The daughter-in-law said, "The road is not good, and it is still snowing!" The little son who looked down to play the game frowned and said, "Don't go back, there is no net at home!" ”
Under my stubbornness, the car was still on the road! On the way, the youngest son pouted and called home: "Grandma, we are back!" Drive down the hill and walk up the hill! ”
The snow was still fluttering from the sky to the earth, as if there were countless attachments to the earth. Like my mood at this time, I have an endless yearning for going home!
With sticks in hand, we spun up the winding sheep gut path. The younger son complained all the way: "Is Daddy stupid? What's the next big picture of going home? The daughter-in-law replied, "He's just stupid!" Willing to be an idiot! ”
When we were about to reach the top of the mountain, at the familiar intersection, the two parents were already waiting there against the snow. "Okay on the way, shall we?" My parents said as they shook off the snow on their bodies and took the luggage in my hand, but their faces could not hide their joy.
After the sound of firecrackers on the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, there was not much time for the silent night, and the sparse sound of five more firecrackers sounded again. It's a new year again!
The mountain roads are icy, and most people have not been able to return for the New Year for the sake of safe driving. On the first day of the new year, although there were many phone calls, I still felt the faint sense of loss in the hearts of countless parents.
It's the sixth day of junior high school, and I'm leaving home again. Parents this bag of that bag of small bags, I don't know what they are packed, with a stick to carry us to set off, while walking while nagging: "You go like this, the year is over, where to work pay attention to safety..." Growing up so big, I didn't remember to talk to my parents well, I always felt that they nagged and nagged and told me endlessly, this time, I listened so kindly and enduringly, so sentences into the heart, so...
Looking back, looking at the faces of my parents who were soaked by the vicissitudes of time, I had an unspeakable heartache in my heart. It is this very familiar path, parents have stood here countless times to send their children out, and countless times to wait here for their children to come home. Always think that parents will not grow old, this moment, looking at the footsteps of parents tortuous, they have been stolen by countless years, or destroyed by the ruthless years of old age.
At this moment, I had only one thought in my mind: I would often go home to see when I had time.