There is a wish to be grateful to one's parents
Author/Sun Shuheng
One
And at the moment, I am as still as water
Sitting in Naiman's house, looking at the paintings hanging on the wall, it is the crooked neck tree in his hometown that grows lush green leaves
and other brothers from their hometown, Huo Zhu's family
The plane was late, from noon to half past one, as if the brothers had come from the other side of the globe
It is said that a good meal is not afraid of being late, but it is too late, and a rabbit in my heart has already jumped into the stomach
Guarding the sun from mid-heaven to sunset
Brother Wan, Brother Dong, Xiuhua and Lin Hua are also nervous.
Sitting not standing or standing, from time to time to the window to watch, listening carefully,
Feel the sun, the wind, and the aroma of the food.
Two
Huo Zhu's family arrived
The countryman's restaurant is like coming home
I like to accompany people from my hometown
Sitting in a hometown restaurant listening to people from my hometown chatting
Listen to the local sound, talk about the hometown, and tell the story of the countryside
Eating hometown food, there is a lot of fun in my heart
Huo Zhu is honest and practical, and his wife is generous and open-minded.
The son is excellent, the son graduated from China Agricultural University and was admitted to the graduate school of Hefei University in Anhui Province.
The golden phoenix flew out of the city of golden sands, the eagle of counterattack,
It is the glory of our son, the glory of this ordinary and kind family, and the glory of our land.
Three
My son was admitted to graduate school
For Huo Zhu and his wife, this family of doctors and Taoists always wants to cure diseases and save people, and sometimes they are saving themselves.
It is wrong to save oneself and pin one's hope on God, and to look up is tantamount to fantasy, and to ignore it is decadence
It is to realize the ideals and wishes that he has not realized in his son, and it is also what his son wants
The son is also tired, this is a diligent and simple existence, and will know the origin and journey of a son
The son is not capricious, elegant and dignified, with broad feelings and sunshine, and has been unremittingly searching.
All the way up requires one step at a time
Parents live as children, and they break their hearts for their sons, and they don't need to prove their love to their sons
I always believe that around me, or even somewhere on the earth, there was once a small Buddha who lived in.
The power that makes all things bow.
Four
When the fellow saw the fellow, his eyes were full of tears
After three rounds of drinking, it is the local voice that shortens the distance
It is nostalgia and nostalgia that grow wildly together
Cup after cup, the more you drink, the more you talk, the more you talk, the louder the words
And at this moment, there is no trace of wine. Holding his brother's hand in one hand and his son's hand in the other
A lineage, a wish, is destined to be vast, not God-given,
The success and failure, gains and losses, and love of their son that parents expect
Parents and sons are not two parallel straight lines, and what flows towards the twilight years is not a shared life
Since then, the boundaries have disappeared, and outside the body is inside the heart, there is a wish to be grateful to the parents, what kind of warmth and happiness there is.
There is no feast that will not be dispersed, the green hills are like washing, the sun is shining, the canopy is dense, and the flowers are in full bloom.
(Author's file: Sun Shuheng, pen name Hengxin Yongzai, a native of Naiman Banner, Inner Mongolia.) Member of China Financial Writers Association, Member of China Essayists Association, Member of Inner Mongolia Writers Association, Member of Inner Mongolia Poetry Society, Member of Western Essayists Association, Deputy Secretary-General of Inner Mongolia Popular Literature and Art Research Association, Senior Researcher and Deputy Secretary-General of Inner Mongolia Poetry, Calligraphy and Painting Research Association)