Father's love is like a mountain - remembering father

Father's love is like a mountain - remembering father

Today, September 22 of the lunar calendar, is the day of the 12th anniversary of my father's death. Because of something in Beijing, I can't go back to your grave, so I have asked my sister to kowtow to your grave on my behalf. Father, when you were alive, you did not feel anything, looking back on the past, you really did not know the blessing in the blessing, at that time, for the so-called work, often running outside, and now it is "the son wants filial piety and the relatives are not there", which is really painful.

Your sudden death is the most painful in my life, and the most painful memory that touches the depths of my soul. "When you really feel the pain, you know what the 'pain' is", this feeling is indescribable, you can only experience it yourself.

Today, in 2009, after you left, I opened your small wooden box, which contained in addition to your annual labor model certificate and medal, as well as my mother's NPC card from the 50s. (Our brothers and sisters don't know any of these things.) The rest are diary books from work. But when I saw this, I thought a lot and it affected the rest of my life!

Twelve years later, when the fingers tapped on these memorable words, my thoughts were still very chaotic and I couldn't cry. "Time is the best medicine to heal", for me, time does not really help me solve any problem, it just slowly dilutes the problems and things that I could not think of before, and becomes no longer important; time makes me gradually accustomed to loneliness and learns to be strong; time makes me understand the impermanence of life and the uncertainty of the world; time also makes me learn to adapt to and accept everything that happens.

You started working in 1948 and worked as a laborer on the Yellow River to make a living. After liberation, he worked in the Zhengzhou Repair and Defense Office of the Yellow River Affairs Bureau until his retirement in 1980. You have twice been awarded the Medal of Meritorious Service to the Ministry of Water Resources, and you have been awarded the Provincial Model Worker and Advanced Worker many times. In particular, in 1974, he was injured in the head and fell unconscious during the rescue and was hospitalized for rescue. I woke up a week later. Mother and family do not know, you did not come home for 7 days, the mother is very anxious to let the eldest brother go to the unit to ask, only to know that you are injured and hospitalized. In the middle of the night, my mother suddenly felt a headache, was admitted to the hospital for 7 days of treatment, and left us due to cerebral hemorrhage. I haven't seen my mother again in nearly 47 years.

You have to work, you have to take care of your grandfather, that is, you are a father and a mother, cooking and laundry, 6 brothers and sisters going to school, everything falls on your shoulders. In those difficult years, you were injured many times for the cause of curing pornography, received many commendations, and worked day and night for us. When you return to your hometown after retirement, you often say a word: working outside all year round, not doing anything for the villagers, whoever has something to do should help. In this way, as long as there are red and white things in the village, there must be you. At the end of the 1990s, you were in your seventies, helping your neighbors to do red and white affairs day and night for six consecutive days, and finally on the sixth day, your grandson got married, and he was busy again, and he was hospitalized that night and suffered a cerebral infarction. Later, I had mobility problems and hemiplegia on the left side of my body.

I remember that on the day of your death, I accompanied the government leaders of Nenjiang (I am an adviser to the Nenjiang government) in Zhejiang. I heard that you were seriously ill, rushed back overnight, arrived home at 5 o'clock in the morning, and never heard you again. Just three days before you died, when I was feeding you at home, you told me: "You work outside, you must do everything carefully, and you must be worthy of the opportunity given to you by others." This is the last time I've heard from you. You are always strict, you can't be lazy in your work, you can't take shortcuts, you can't get wet, and you often say that it is a blessing to suffer losses. You moved the heavens, you closed your eyes, and the heavens continued to snow that had not been encountered in a hundred years. Everything is white, it snows in September of the lunar calendar, and it is heavy snow.

Remembering your father's ordinary life, being humble, hard-working and helpful, encouraging us in difficulties, including children learning knowledge, when your salary in the eighties was less than 100 yuan per month, who was rewarded with 1,000 yuan for college, until death, whether it is grandchildren or grandchildren.

Father, your death day will always be a heartbreaking day for me. Father, Father, you have given life to your son, and you have made it impossible for your son to repay. But children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, and everything between children and grandchildren must be created by their own efforts, and there is no destiny to accompany them. Your children are all married, and although the family is not going well after your death, everything will be fine.

Father, in your life, you have not left anything material, but you have left a lot of spiritual wealth, which I cannot enjoy in my lifetime. Father You are a great Father, and your backbone is the pillar of eternity.

Rest in peace, Father! I will remember every word of yours! Your spirit in heaven will surely bless our whole family, and sisters and brothers will cherish each other more and strive to be self-motivated. Father wishes you all the best in a distant paradise!

Fan Yunfeng Xin Ugly September 22 Beijing!