I didn't expect to read Zhu Ziqing's "Back Shadow" again, I was already middle-aged, and the first time I read this essay was in the textbook of junior high school, time flies, and twenty or thirty years have passed.
Reading it now, every word of the article flows slowly into the heart like a stream, sometimes sour and sweet, sometimes bitter.
The first is because I have a loving father to accompany me all the time, and because I am already a father, I can better understand the scene from the perspective of my son and father.
When I went to Xuzhou to see my father, I saw things in the courtyard, and I thought of my grandmother, and I couldn't help but shed tears. The father said, "This is the case, don't be sad, it's good that there is no way out!" ”
In the days when misfortune is not alone, there is the comfort of the father, and the hardships of life cannot withstand the love for the son. The father was always the one who tried to take on all the hurts of the family.
I laughed at his pedantry in my heart; ... And can't a person of my age take care of myself? Alas, I think about it now, it was so clever then!
Thinking back on my own growth experience, I also sighed a long time. Yes, from childhood to adulthood, there is also impatience with his father, laughing at his pedantic, because he is young and ignorant, rebellious and injured, not sophisticated, or pretending to be crazy, and he is really too smart!
I saw him wearing a small black cloth hat, a black cloth coat, and a dark green cloth cotton robe, waddling to the side of the railway, slowly leaning down, it was not too difficult. But he crossed the railway track, and it was not easy to climb the platform over there. He climbed up with both hands and shrank his feet upwards; his fat body leaned slightly to the left, showing the appearance of effort. Then I saw his back, and my tears quickly flowed down
The father's back always hides infinite love. As long as the child needs, in order to make the children live better, no matter how much hard work, they will never "bargain" and pay wholeheartedly.
Thinking back to my father, I thank my father for giving me boundless love and letting me have a happy childhood, adolescence, youth, and middle age.
In my memories, there is the back of my father bending down with a sickle to harvest wheat, there is the unwilling back of going to work in other places with luggage, there is the back of sending me to college and returning home with happiness... Fatherly love, like a book, needs to be read carefully, happy and deep, sentimental and long!
As the years passed, my father was no longer young, and the leg pain made him walk a little toddler, but it was good to see his busy back for the family.
I wish parents in the world good health and happiness.