Holiday Composition

I realized that my parents were one year older.

When we grew up together,

Slowly eating us into the adult appearance now.

Parents are here.

care for

most important of all

Let's face the stormy harbor.

also in

My dad.

Text/Song Dongmei Jinbei Primary School

My father was born in the freezing countryside in the 1940s. In that era of hunger and cold, his parents died when he was a child, and his aunt was sent to her home as a child bride early. Dad lived with his uncle and grew up with the help of her aunt's family.

Because of the extremely difficult conditions, my father only went to the third year of high school. Although I don't read much, my father loves to study. In addition to learning the limited knowledge of the school, my father often borrows other people's books to read.

At that time, there were no formal bookstores in rural areas, and most of them were scattered biographies such as Romance of the Three Kingdoms, Heroes of Sui and Tang Dynasties, Yang Jiajiang, and mythological books such as Strange Tales from a Lonely Studio and List of Gods. Dad remembered these historical figures and the background of the dynasty clearly and told the fairy tales vividly.

Every time after a busy day of farm work and dinner, my brother and I would sit on a stool in Xiao Mu and listen to my father's biography and fairy tales. At that time, I learned about the heroines I admired, such as Mu, Hu Sanniang and She Taijun, as well as the witches and winged Lei Zhenzi. Therefore, listening to my father telling stories every night is the best memory of my childhood, that is, from then on, I fell in love with reading imperceptibly, thanking my father for his inspiration in my yearning and exploration of the sea of books.

Although my father is only in the third year of high school, he writes beautiful calligraphy and often helps villagers write couplets and slogans. I, a college student, also lamented his good handwriting. The number of traditional Chinese characters and modern Chinese characters that my father knows far exceeds the accumulation of my liberal arts student. Dad also learned to drive tractors, small cargo ships, ride bicycles and motorcycles in rural areas and commune times. Dad is an excellent carpenter. He has built many strong and beautiful houses for his distant neighbors. Dad is also a village party secretary, a village cadre, and a well-known "model worker".

What's more, my father began to teach himself Zhouyi, geography and Feng Shui in his sixties. I can't understand a word of his book after I open it, but my father can sit there and read it with relish all day, copying and sorting out the key points in his notebook while reading deeply. His books and notebooks should be able to hold a van by now, right?

My dad's most surprising story happened on the 28th of the twelfth lunar month on the eve of the Spring Festival this year. It was my brother's birthday. After dinner, more than 20 people went to the karaoke room. We young people are very excited about one pop song after another. I saw my dad eager to try. He was born in a rural suburb and has never been to KTV. We all thought that dad didn't have the hobby of karaoke.

I asked casually, "Dad, do you want a song?" Of course I thought my father would refuse, but my father smiled very restrictively: "You can try." "Then I'll sing you" Socialism is Good "or" Without the Party, there would be no new China ",ok?" Dad curled his mouth disdainfully: "Who wants to sing such an old song?" Oh, dad, isn't this the most popular red song of your time? Don't you like them yet?

So I asked my dad to order his own song, which should be the first karaoke in his life. Dad first ordered a song "Mother" as an attempt. I gave priority to my dad's songs. My dad stood up straight and started karaoke with a microphone. Maybe all of us present are surprised that my father in his 70 s can still sing karaoke? So the whole audience focused on dad. Although dad didn't sing the standard music, he didn't have stage fright, his feelings were full, his voice was loud and the audience applauded.

Dad is more confident. After a successful song "Mother", my father went on to sing many songs, such as Camel Bell, Sadness of Travel, Daughter Red in 1999 and so on. Seeing that my father's enthusiasm for karaoke is getting higher and higher, when singing "Dad", my brother couldn't help but join his team, and the father and son sang together, which was meaningful.

Always put youth in negative years.

Always hide your joys and sorrows in your arms

Maybe happiness.

It comes from the temperature of the family.

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