2006-12-3017: 03: 00 Author: Wei Source: Readers (Local Humanities Edition) 2006.05.

one

Her memory of her father began at the age of five. That night, father and mother quarreled. After being woken up, she came out of the bedroom bleary-eyed and a cup flew in front of her. It smacked on her forehead and blood ran down her eyes. Before she cried, her mother was so scared that she burst into tears and her father panicked. After a while, he woke up and hurriedly picked her up and ran to the hospital. The hospital is about ten kilometers away from home, and my father, running all the way, keeps sweating on her face. Father kept calling her name, and his voice was gentle and urgent. She deliberately ignored her father and collapsed in his warm arms. Father was so anxious that he shouted, "Ya Ya, don't scare me!" " She put her hand around her father's neck and whispered, "Dad, will you stop quarreling with your mother?"

Father smiled and then cried. He said, "Ya Ya, stop scaring Dad …" His voice choked, and he held her tighter.

Since then, my father has never quarreled with my mother again.

That year, she was 5 years old and her father was 35 years old.

two

When she entered adolescence, she grew into a slim girl, and there were often notes that boys secretly put in her desk drawer. One day, she hurriedly picked up her schoolbag and went to school. The strap of her schoolbag suddenly broke and the book was scattered all over the floor. Father squatted on the ground to help her pick up the book, and a note fell out of the book leisurely, which said, "Let's go for an outing on Sunday, and I'll wait for you." The owner of the note is the boy she has always had a crush on.

Father took the note in his hand and read it again and again. She blushed and her heart beat. She lowered her eyebrows and looked down at him. Father didn't say anything, so he folded the note and put it back.

On Sunday, she ran more than 20 kilometers by bike and went to the suburbs to date the boy. On the way, the sky suddenly changed, with lightning and thunder, and the rain poured down. When she arrived at the appointed place in the rain, she was already empty. Standing alone in the middle of nowhere, her enthusiasm was cooled by the rain, and disappointment and fear were intertwined. Finally, she couldn't help crying. Suddenly, she heard a familiar voice: "Don't be afraid, dad is coming."

Since then, she has never been interested in male students. She vowed in her heart that she must find a tall, handsome and reliable man like her father in the future.

That year, she 14 years old and her father was 44 years old.

three

That summer, she was admitted to the county key high school. Her father was very happy and took her to an interview. When she took the sprint exam, she wore a pair of worn-out sandals because she didn't prepare in advance. After a few steps, her shoelaces broke. The shoe was accidentally thrown off the runway. She looked at the shoe and suddenly felt funny. She stood on the runway giggling.

She got "0" in physical education, and the teacher's reason was that she was extremely serious.

She can't laugh anymore. You know, if she fails in physical education, no matter how high her education is, the school will not accept her. She looked for her father in the crowd with tears in her eyes, but she couldn't find him anywhere. Just as she was deeply regretful, her father came running with a big sweat and a pair of brand-new sports shoes in his hand. He put the shoes into her hand and said eagerly, "I'll tell the teacher to make up the exam again!" " "

Sitting on the ground changing shoes, she saw her father scurrying in the crowd, struggling to squeeze into front of the teacher, bending down and talking anxiously, and she vaguely heard the teacher's cry. It was a day at the end of August, and the sun was as hot as fire. She silently looked at her father with his head down in the distant hot sun, imagining that he was grinning and making amends for her with great humility, and suddenly a pain came into her heart. ...

Her father's efforts finally qualified her for the make-up exam. She burst into tears when he told her happily.

In the make-up exam in the afternoon, she passed the exam with the first grade.

That year, she 16 years old and her father was 46 years old.

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In the summer vacation of Grade Two, she went to play with her classmates. On the way, her car collided with another car. When her father arrived at the hospital, she was already lying in the operating room. When she saw her father again after the operation, she hardly recognized him. His face became old and haggard, his eyes and corners of his mouth trembled violently, his black hair turned pale gray, and his tall body suddenly bent down. Overnight, my father was ten years older.

The doctor has decided that she will spend the rest of her life in bed, but her father is afraid to tell her the result. He was crying with her shoes in the hospital toilet, and Iron Man was completely like a helpless child at the moment. Father stayed in front of her bed for three months, rolled her over and fed her. He carried her to the third floor for an injection and then to the fifth floor for examination. Sweat soaked his clothes step by step.

A few months later, my father found that the muscles in her legs began to atrophy. He finally ignored the doctor's warning and stubbornly put on her shoes and let her work in the fields. He said, "Ya Ya, we can't accept our fate. You have to stand up! " "He slowly moved her to the bed and held her with his mother's arm, trying to get her to stand up. But her limp legs didn't work at all, and her body kept shaking. Beads of sweat dripped from her face, and they were too tired to breathe. However, my father still insisted on not giving up. As a result, he fell to the ground and she fell heavily on him.

Finally, in despair, she fell on him and cried hysterically.

He let out a sigh, career. ...

That year, she 17 years old and her father was 47 years old.

five

Her temper has become particularly irritable. Just because her sister wore the skirt she used to wear, she turned the table over, picked up a wine bottle and threw it at her sister. Father blocked his sister behind him, the bottle fell firmly on his arm, and the sharp glass cut his arm, and blood suddenly flowed out. Father's hand was raised high, and the slap seemed to fall on her face. She closed her eyes and cried hysterically, "Fight, fight, kill … What's the point of living like this?" ? ! "His slap didn't fall, so he stamped his foot hard and shouted at her:" How long will you make trouble? "You see your little promise ..."

That night, she couldn't sleep, and her father played erhu outside the window all night. He melted all his troubles into the music, making the erhu sad. She shed tears with shame in her father's sadness, and she clearly saw that his disappointed heart was bleeding outward.

At breakfast the next day, she said to her father, "Dad, go to the library and get me a library card." My father looked at her, and the muscles in the corners of my eyes and mouth shook violently again. His hands trembled obviously and the food fell on the table.

Since then, every afternoon, on the way to the library, there are tall ginkgo trees on both sides, and a middle-aged man can often be seen pushing a girl in a wheelchair. Sometimes, girls tell stories in books with great interest, while men listen quietly and smile; Sometimes, a man sneaked into a small flower bed by the roadside to fold a magnolia, and the girl suddenly called him nervously, "Dad, someone is coming!" " "He hurried back, only to find himself trapped by her.

That year, she 19 years old and her father was 49 years old.

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Her first article was published in the city newspaper. My father ran to the newsstand and bought all the newspapers of the day. Then he stupidly stood on the street and sent a copy to everyone, repeating the sentence: "There is an article about my daughter in today's newspaper." She watched from a distance, and tears blurred her eyes again and again. She said to her father over and over again in her mind, "Dad, I didn't let you down.

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That day, dad cooked a good table and he drank wine. This is the first time that her father has drunk since she recovered. He was drunk. Drunk, my father grabbed her hand and said incoherently, "Ya Ya, you are my father's pride ... You don't know how worried my father is about you ..." He cried on the table like a child.

She gently stroked her father's silver hair with her hand, and every hair was written with her father's suffering and struggle, worry and concern. She was in tears.

That year, she was 23 years old and her father was 53 years old.

seven

She's in love. The other party is a primary school teacher, who had a short marriage, but has a good temper and is very careful. Father watched the man wash her face and comb her hair, buy her books and snacks, and carry her upstairs and downstairs ... Only then did he safely put the wheelchair in his hand. Once, she heard her father talking to someone else: "My girl, the boyfriend she mentioned is a math teacher. They are in tune with each other ... "She could hear her father's tone showing off.

On her wedding day, according to local customs, it should be carried by her father, but she can't find her father anywhere. She really wanted to kneel on the ground and kowtow to her father, and seriously said to him, "Dad, I'm leaving." However, her father didn't give her such an opportunity.

When the wedding car passed by the little flower bed where her father folded the magnolia for her, she suddenly saw her father squatting on the steps in front of the flower bed, looking at the passing cars and pedestrians with empty eyes, and wiping his face with his hand, as if wiping tears. The car drove very fast, and she kept looking back at the smaller and smaller figure, tears dripping on the white wedding dress.

Later, my sister told her that after she left, my father had been hiding in her room and smoking for a long time, calling my sister's name by her name.

That year, she was 26 years old and her father was 56 years old.

eight

In the second year of marriage, she was pregnant. Her physical condition prevented her from having children, and her husband and mother took turns to persuade her, but she was unmoved. So the mother "touched" her father, who looked at her and said, "Ya Ya, be careful yourself!"

She reacted badly to pregnancy, and her father lived in her house, bought relevant books and studied how to feed her and her children well all day. For eight months, she was raised by her father, with a rosy face and a beautiful face.

As the due date approached, she suddenly became very upset one night. She went to the study at three o'clock. When she turned on the light, she suddenly found her father sitting on the sofa. Seeing her, my father nervously asked, "Is it uncomfortable? Do you want to go to the hospital? " She saw that the ashtray on the coffee table was full of cigarette butts. Her father smiled and said, "I can't sleep anyway. I'm afraid you have something ..."

When I was in labor, the doctor said that I would have a caesarean section and let my husband sign the operation list. Father repeatedly said to the doctor: "If there is an accident, you must protect the adults." In the evening, my father refused to go back. He sat on a bench outside the delivery room all night. At 3 o'clock in the morning, I finally heard the child crying loudly. The nurse came out and said, "It's a girl. Mother and daughter are safe." Father rubbed his hands back and forth in the corridor excitedly, but he fainted after only two laps.

After waking up, the doctor complained to him: "At this age, the blood pressure is still so high. What do you do with it? " He grabbed the doctor and asked, "How is my daughter?"

That year, she was 28 years old and her father was 58 years old.

nine

How long can you love someone?

Zhang Xiaoxian said, "We can love someone longer than his life, but we can't live longer than ourselves. When the person we love dies, we can still love him forever, but only until the end of our own lives. "

But she wanted to say, "No, it's not. There is a kind of love that lasts longer than his life. Even if his life ends one day, his love and love will accompany me for a long time-that is the deepest and widest fatherly love in the world! "

Is this it? Search and you'll find it soon. I also like reading Readers and Youth Digest magazines, but I haven't read them for a long time. Looking at these again is actually a long-lost touch.