Ask for an article called "Father" that once appeared in Youth Digest.

After the college entrance examination, my son is going to study abroad. In this summer vacation, the sadness of parting hu

Ask for an article called "Father" that once appeared in Youth Digest.

After the college entrance examination, my son is going to study abroad. In this summer vacation, the sadness of parting hung over his father and son. It may be incredible to say that this big boy, who is almost 20 years old, has never left home, even has no experience of taking the train alone-his father has never let his son leave him since the nightmare came more than 20 years ago.

At that time, my father was just in his early thirties, doing the hardest work in the workshop of a textile factory. "Three shifts" makes his life rhythm like a shuttle on a loom, running between home and factory all day, but he doesn't feel bitter, but he is satisfied, because his son's immature smiling face lights up his life. Every day after work, he would wander around the wok and stare at the chattering children who had just left school at the door. Soon, he heard "Dad, I'm hungry!" " So, the baby with a bunch of candied haws in his hand will run to the pot, lift the lid, reach for a piece of cake and devour it. Father was smoking a cigarette and snickered, "This boy can really eat.". One day, when he went out to work, his son pestered him and asked, "Dad, can't you not go to work?" Are you really that busy? ""where did you get the money for not going to work? What can I eat without money? "He casually replied," Dad … "The son suddenly said seriously," Our family will be rich soon ". He's a little strange. He looked at his son and stroked his head and said, "Dad is busy at work and has no time to pick you up. You'd better go home by yourself and be careful of the car. "He doesn't often say the last sentence, because his son has been going to school by himself, very sensible and very smart, so he is very relieved. Even on the day of the accident, my son didn't come back from school, and he didn't take it to heart. " Where did you play again? Come back quickly, "he thought. However, a sudden bolt from the blue, my son had a car accident! When he arrived at the emergency room of the hospital, his son was beyond treatment. Because of the crush of the car, my son's body has grown a lot, but his mind is still clear. He called him dad for the last time and left mercilessly. He collapsed on the ground and cried in a daze, and his life suddenly collapsed. The driver lost 10 thousand yuan, which he had never seen before. I'm afraid it will take more than ten years to earn according to his salary. His son's words were actually verified in the dark. But this is my son's life! He couldn't see the son who pestered him for this and that, the naughty son who put the caught locusts in the bottle, and the son who handed clothes and scarves to work and told him to come back early-he would rather be beaten himself than go with his son, and he was ten years older at once.

It has been two years since he recovered from that great grief. His youngest son was born, and he was busy feeding, washing diapers and coaxing the child like a top, which diverted some of his attention and made his mouth smile. But sometimes he still secretly shed tears, especially when he went to visit the grave in Tomb-Sweeping Day. He couldn't help crying, feeling ashamed and heartbroken for his son.

Perhaps he knows how to cherish it better after losing it, so he pinned all his hopes on his youngest son. I'm really afraid of melting in my mouth and breaking in my hand. He has been firmly guarding all day, and his eyes are on the child. In a blink of an eye, the child has reached the age of going to school. This time, no matter how busy you are, you must accompany me. Before going out, he had to ask permission to go anywhere except a few relatives and friends around his home. He goes to the station by bus and seldom stays at other people's homes at night. The youngest son finally grew up under such careful care.

But at the moment, he has no choice but to send his son to study abroad. "It's better to be early," father sighed. "After studying for a few years, he will farm at home or go to work in a factory, so he doesn't have to leave home." In other words, he must pack his bags and bring everything he can think of to his son. I'm afraid there are no seats when I leave, so the train ticket will be ready 10 days in advance. My son said pears were delicious, so he ran to the market early in the morning and bought a box at once, hoping to make him eat all his favorite things before he left home.

Finally, on the day of school, I came to a strange city. When the father and son got off the bus wrapped in big bags and small bags, his father was a little dazzled. After all, he hasn't left home for many years, and he is at a loss in the face of the crowd, but his feet are fast. He asked his son to wait at the gate of the station. He wanted to check the terrain and see what car his son should take and where to go when he went home. Unexpectedly, he just walked out of a dozen paces and hurried back. At the moment, he only hates being in two places at once. He can't copy a few of himself like the Monkey King and hold his son.

Maybe he's too anxious. No matter who he meets head-on, he will abruptly ask for directions. Some passers-by were startled, some looked at him warily, some ignored him at all, but he ignored him completely, as long as it was for his son, even if others said he was crazy. After inquiring, he held his son's hand in the crowd and kept saying, "Remember, this is the ticket booth. Tell the conductor what day to buy the ticket, and be sure to buy it in advance. Don't pay too much money when buying tickets. After buying the ticket, put it away, and then walk along the corridor to the front of this big sign to see where to wait for the bus ... ",I don't know if my son will find it ridiculous or moved, even the toilet is available.

He got on the bus when he got out of the station, worried that his son would get on the wrong bus or get off at the wrong station, so as long as there was a slightly representative building or slogan, he tried to remember it, nagging his son and counting how many stops he had passed. His brain doesn't seem to work well, but he still has to count. In fact, his son would never remember this website in this way.

When I arrived at my son's school, students and parents were crowded on the playground. Colorful packages and quilts look a bit funny. Some families of five or six have come. Most parents are busy with formalities and paying money. The children hid in the shade of a tree and looked at the strange environment around them a little unnaturally. There are also some generous children walking around with ice cream.

At this time, my father's legs seemed to be wound up and his feet were flying upstairs and downstairs. He just doesn't understand the procedure. He often runs upstairs and knows that he still needs to bring his ID card and notice, so he goes back to get it. He looked at his white-haired father, with deep wrinkles around his eyes and swinging his pants, a bit like a clown in a circus. The son felt uncomfortable, but he didn't want his father to see it, so he could only stand aside and say nothing. When I arrived at the finance department, my father turned out the banknotes tied to my waist layer by layer and counted them one by one. He is absorbed in planning what to buy and how much money to leave. He didn't find his pants unzipped, which was very sloppy and ridiculous. Then they got the quilt and pillow. Father held the thin quilt and kept sighing, "If only I had brought a bed from home, it would be cold!" " After making the bed, my father began to clean and repair tables, chairs and benches. Every time a new student comes, he will gather together and ask, "Where is your home? What bus should I take home? " Unfortunately, none of them come from the same place. Only one student and his son can walk a few stops, so he begged others to take some of his own sons home. His son frowned beside him. Instead of looking down on his father, he felt a little embarrassed. After all, he is a big boy.

My son finally settled down and it was time to go, but he always wanted to find something to say, looked at his son and said, "I'm leaving, I really want to leave." The son turned his head and said lightly, "Let's go, it's okay." He moved slowly back to the door, but his eyes were filled with tears unconsciously. At that moment in tear drops, he rushed out the door. My son bowed his head and was silent at the bedside for more than ten minutes, but he soon chatted with his classmates around him. Young people always forget unhappy things and start laughing. Suddenly, the door opened and my father showed his head. The son looked at him in surprise. "You said the lock was a little small, so I bought another one." He grinned awkwardly. "I really have to go this time." It turned out that the father had been secretly observing his son's reaction by the door. Seeing that his son was fine, he could go back safely this time.

When my father walked out of the school gate, it was already dark and a group of sparrows were chirping overhead. "Alas, they will fly away sooner or later," he looked at the window of his son's dormitory and left in three steps.