Golden autumn in October, autumn is getting stronger! On a sunny day, how can you stay at home and live up to this great autumn? Step out of the house, stroll in the sun, and feel a touch of warmth in autumn!
Generally, in front of the marshmallow stall, there will be more children and parents, either the children behave well, and the parents who love their children will reward a marshmallow; or the parents can't help the children's bitter pleading, and have to buy a marshmallow as a comforting tool. Today, I inadvertently saw a group of grandfathers standing in front of the marshmallow stall, watching the marshmallow making process peacefully.
I think they may have grown up bare-butt and mud-playing together, surviving famine and suffering. After enjoying the warmth of your children and grandchildren around your knees, completing your due mission, now there is time to travel together and make up for the missing childhood of childhood!
Or maybe they are comrades-in-arms for many years, have been on the battlefield together, shed blood together, and reunited in peacetime, reliving the camaraderie that is not a relative than a relative. Let the sweetness of this marshmallow dilute the seven or eight points of bitterness they have eaten!
The grandfathers stared intently at the marshmallow making process, happy mixed with a little curiosity, watching the continuous rotation of a small wooden stick snowball like a bigger and bigger, their concentration is like when we were children watching the ants move, do not know how they move several times the weight of the body? Don't know who is the boss and who is the conductor?
Grandfathers share a marshmallow, just like when we were children we got a piece of maltose, and after breaking it, one person and a small piece, or you lick a bite and I lick it, afraid that the maltose will be gone. At this time, the grandfather's excitement could no longer be suppressed, and his face was filled with a kind smile, like a child who did not understand the world. There is no hypocrisy in this smile, no deceit, and no intrigue.
The older we get, the lonelier we get, not just us adults. We ignore the feelings of the elderly, who are actually more lonely than we are. The partners and friends around them have left one after another, the children and grandchildren have no time, and getting together is only the time of a meal every New Year's Festival, and companionship can only be regarded as a luxury.
From this, I thought of a mother and son some time ago: the old mother whose son was sick and over sixty years old came to take care of her, and I was particularly impressed by this old mother. Thin figure, wrinkles on the face like old bark, full of scratches of time. Maybe most of his life has not been out of the village, and he is a little cramped everywhere, afraid that the children who have done something wrong will creep around.
One day when her son was doing rehabilitation treatment, the old mother was next to the family members next to her, listening to their conversations, and she could not interject her mouth and could only be a civilized listener. The family members next to her handed the old lady a word plum, and the old lady was overwhelmed to take it and did not know how to be good, perhaps she had not eaten, did not know how to bite, and could only carefully hold it in the palm of her hand.
The family member said: "Eat, it is very delicious" Shunshi sent one to his mouth, and the old lady imitated the family's movements and put it in her mouth. The family member said: "It's delicious, have you eaten it before?" The old lady shook her head timidly, and the family was surprised to say, "You haven't eaten!" I'm going to buy more food in the future..."
In that era when it was difficult to guarantee a full meal, where was the extra money to buy these tea and food to consume the snacks of the tongue! Although they are not worried about wrapping their stomachs now, they are silently out of touch with the times. Children only know their children's preferences, but they don't know their parents' preferences! Please give your parents a little love, they don't need much, maybe your thoughts are enough to make them happy for a while!
Yu Juan, a teacher at Fudan University who died of cancer, wrote in her diary before her death: At the critical point of life and death, you will find that any overtime (staying up late for a long time is equal to chronic suicide), giving yourself too much pressure, and the need to buy a house and a car are all floating clouds. If you have time, accompany your children, give the money to buy a car to your parents to buy a pair of shoes, don't desperately change what big house, change what luxury car, and the people you love, the snail is also warm, the bicycle is also happy!
epilogue:
Please give the elderly more love, because they do not go much. May our parents be treated with tenderness for the rest of their lives! Don't let "you raise me small, I accompany you to old age" become a regret!