Suddenly an old man caught my eye, precisely, is the backs of old baskets, baskets and standing in a three-year-old-old baby.
four or five o'clock every afternoon, the park began to pervasive, many elderly people to the park with a grandson or granddaughter was playing in the hands of their children is a ratio of one cart high, it is said to be on some cart million units. Cart hanging bottles, water bottles and a variety of advanced toys. Although this seems rich but still not meet the child, when passing the stall selling toys that kids will still picks around, and finally picked out a put it down, then around the old clamoring to pay, then those who are take the opportunity to make money traders seem to follow will be booing the side of the subconscious, until the elderly pay up. Then the child will be very happy holding toys taking a closer look, maybe five minutes, maybe ten minutes, and new toys will be back into the arms of old people, from being labeled a This scene in the park every day do not know how much to put on screen, first I have some mixed feelings, and even a little scared, really do not want this scene one day played out in their own home. Later to see more, and gradually a bit numb, and I concentrate on painting Zhigu. When the old man carrying a bamboo basket thing that catches my eye, my hands brush also will be stopped, after all, in such a bustling metropolis impetuous some of this picture it is the eye at first glance. Old man wearing a simple, but very clean, has a pale wash of blue shirt, and a pair of their own home handmade black shoes, trousers rolled up neat. Back baskets and also polished, although the baskets in the children exposed only to bust, but it was a boy clearly visible, wearing a small shirt, bright white. Walk in the park twice the elderly, perhaps tired, he squat down, put baskets on the ground, from his hip pocket and took out a pair of red shoes, baskets and skilled in the children to wear, and then the child from the baskets in the hold out,UGG boots cheap, the child points to the ground, not the same as other children immediately ran to the front of that stall to sell toys, but to his little hand on the old man's shoulder, gently rubbing a couple of the old man immediately show a brilliant smile, carrying baskets and he slowly got up and looked up the moment he saw me, and I am a little embarrassed, but gently nod, he smiled at me friendly and touched the children look happy on the head. Quietly with the child so the old man's side, the old and a little walk in the park do not know how many back and forth, each child is going to be carrying a spread passing hands staring at the small, quiet . Until he saw a small water gun, he could not help the children looked up and sipping mouth looked at the old, old man squatting down, with traders saying a few words, and then a few coins from his pocket, excited children rush to do small water holding various positions to the elderly to see the old man also from ear to ear smile, until they replace the old baskets and their children, they slowly disappeared in the sunset in the ... ...
figure as they go away, my mind can not help but fly back to my childhood. When I was small I was growing up his father's shoulders, when mothers are very busy and no time to take me, so all day with my father. People saw a large man holding a child is not good, so my father carrying me on his shoulders. Entertainment, whether at work or out drinking, my father is to be carried. How many times his father stumbled drink, the East fell askew, talking is not neat, and also thinking about asking someone: My father said: to tightly clutching his father's two ears, then I fear he fell. While his father will be so drunk while walking to teach me to sing, the father's voice is very pleasant, even if it is to drink more wine would not go out of tune, my father taught me to sing the first song <>.
few days ago her husband went to Crab Island with a big water park, I am a landlubbers, but also some faint water, water with a spare tire when he is to be, but also a big husband Break, I sat on the shore of the bench, surrounded by a four-year-old big girl, have to play with water, but also to the depth of the place. His father was always worried about holding her hand, fear that she might be in danger. It is then fail to beat the little girl, holding the helpless girl's father had walked around in the pool, very, very happy little girl, a vigor of the mother toward the shore waving. I quietly dressed in wet towels look at this happy scene, can not help but choked. Remember the small, hometown river was cut up,UGG bailey button, so the residents living around the river to the river to catch fish one after another,bailey UGG boots, bathing, playing, father took me to go, that year as I was this little girl Great bar, four-year-old look. After the water has been cut, the water level is high, the father dare not let me into the water, and then carrying on with the shoulder in the river I walked around the lap, I was thrilled, after all, only in the north then two to three months a year to get to the water play, and the rare water so deep, the river can be so busy, I sat in his father's shoulders, feel good high, so powerful, that scene will not forget my life! Sitting on the shore, I found a lot of water, father and daughter or father and son, mothers are wearing sunglasses wrapped in towels parasols sat by the bank constantly rubbing sunscreen, fathers, or in the water teaching children to swim, or stay with the children play. I hope that is how my father can be at my side, even if I just helped him walk around in the water, or sit on the shore. A few days ago, the father of the unit staff to the Beijing Tourism Organization, the father came, my father would most like to take him to the amusement park, the father just smiled and said wistfully: to the amusement park has not had anything to play. cold sweat. I play bumper cars when the father was standing outside the far railing at me, and sometimes also helped me direct it. Now father is old, white hair half a lifetime trip to Beijing just to see where are spinning. Than ever his father's body is not good, although no serious illness, but the disease has always been small. Regular broadcast television an entertainment program called to play a play with, although his father can not do strenuous exercise now, but also s good to sit.
I just want to hang out with his father, a good chat with him. So many years,cheap UGG boots, my father and I always just far near. After high school, there are a lot of his ideas, and no longer listen to the words of his father, always made him angry. Good father, I wish I could test the university after graduation, have a steady job, and then find a good husband, get married, have children, live. And I grew very wild, I think outside the try again, I have my own ideals, your own life, I do not want to do a strong woman, I just want my own business, do what you love to do it. But the father did not understand some of the practices that I will make him feel chilling. Sometimes it was very contradictory, according to his wishes, I really can not be reconciled, I am also very happy; against his will, I do not have the heart to break his old heart. In recent years, the father seems to have changed his attitude, let me break out. However, a few days ago came to Beijing, I told him seven or eight o'clock in the morning not to go out, traffic jam is very powerful, he suddenly asked me: : some. I patted his father's shoulder naughty, grinning, said: Well, I really hate this break his mouth. Although I know that my father did not like to speak now, but his mind is still like a fine, he loves his daughter, which is never changed, just love the way it has changed. He felt old, nothing too busy, and can only be called every time when I told his mother, sat quietly beside his mother on the phone listening to my excitement and passion over there talking to my high ideals my career. Of course, there I was sick when the phone crying splinters, the mother again and again to comfort me, but I still can not hear the voice of his father. Later, Mom told me that every time I hung up the phone like a cat on hot bricks father, like restlessness, a trial of strength of the nagging, blame the mother did not ask my condition carefully, there did not go to the hospital, enough money not enough to know this, do not get sick when I talk to my family complain, and I do not want to worry about my father.
Now, I'm Every time I hear choked up, maybe people are so grown up now. Many times with our friends to the KTV, I would sing . I miss my father, miss his big shoulders to carry me, but he makes me miss the good childhood, although has gone, but I will never forget.
memory of my unfinished by his own man carrying baskets and baskets in the elderly and the children bright face smile, I want to leave this beautiful scene. Little father gave me the time to learn to draw, the father asked the teacher to teach me writing, I use my pen between my father and I each wrote a touching story that I want for myself and my father strokes beautiful moments between each.
packed with paintings, her own bag into my blood-red sunset ... ... Dad, I miss you.
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