winter

Is this winter cold or not cold?

The wind and the weather are swaying and the snow is full of earth. I sat next to the heater, the doors and windows were closed, and I looked out the window, and my heart was a bit chilly.

Growing up in Guangzhou, Guangzhou is located in the subtropical zone. It has never been snowed in winter, so this is the first time I have seen snow scenes since I remembered it. I started with curiosity. I didn’t see the nature and wanted to see it again, so I clamored to go back to my hometown.

I didn't start to add clothes when I stepped into the fertile soil of my hometown. It was like falling from the stove to the ice cave, but I had to prepare cotton jackets in advance.

Finally, I arrived at the hometown I dreamed of - Gushi, Henan. What makes me happy is that it is snowing now! I slammed it first, then reached out and prepared to "close contact" with the snowflake. I just regretted it when I reached out, and the snow fell into the palm of my hand. It was not happiness, but cold, biting cold! The hand that had just steamed was covered with a haze. I hurriedly took back my hand and tried my best to calm my heart and calm my heart.

Going home quickly, just want to drive away the coolness of his body. Cher seems to have guessed my mind, and the more unrelenting, the bigger and bigger. I felt that my head, face, and neck were filled with soft, cool snowflakes, and my heart began to sing for myself: Damn, I won’t go back to my hometown in the next winter.

When I got home, I rushed to the side of the heating, just like seeing a clear spring in the desert. It was very comfortable. I hold a cup of hot tea in my hand and quietly close my eyes. This kind of environment made my thoughts drift back to the night before the month of January.

I was sitting in the home of Guangzhou that night, holding a cup of hot tea in my hand. I was squatting in the movie world. I suddenly saw the mailbox suggesting new mail, and I opened the mailbox. Originally sent by a volunteer friend, the content is a public service advertisement. I wanted to read the movie first and then read the email, but the first act made me give up on this idea.

I clearly remember the old hand, clearly remembering the white-haired old man, looking at the young man in front of him in confusion and affectionately...

This picture touched me deeply. So I finished watching this ad with awe:

A father from the countryside alone worked hard to pull his son up. For more than a decade, his son had not returned home several times because he was working hard outside. Finally, my son’s career was successful and he was ready to take his father to the city.

So the son returned to the countryside, arrived at home, and saw a thin and short father. The son finally couldn't help but feel the inner impulse, crying with his father. Then the first act of the email appeared. The son’s mood gradually calmed down, when his father opened his mouth: “Who are you?”

The son was shocked: "I am your son! Don't you know your son?"

......

Later, the son learned from the mouth of the folks that his father suffered from Alzheimer's disease three years ago. In the past few years, the villagers have helped his father. Suddenly, my son had a kind of self-blame and confession in his heart: his father got Alzheimer's disease but he was the last one to know.

The son once again returned home, personally gave his father a braised pork that his father used to eat but only once, and a sumptuous meal. He helped his father to go to the dinner table. His father looked at him inexplicably. It seemed that the person in front of him was very important to him, but he could never remember who he was.

The son also sat down. He was about to bring his father a dish. At this time, what happened to him unexpectedly happened: his father grabbed a piece of braised pork in front of him. This was the first thing the father did after he sat down...

The son cried again and again. Recalling the hot braised pork that his father bought for him in the winter with the money he earned from the mountain, the first thing his father did was to put a piece of braised pork and feed it into his mouth.

The father heard his crying and seemed to choke too... the advertisement ended.

After reading it, I couldn't stop the tears in my eyes and spurt out. I ask: A father who can't remember his son's appearance, but he has not forgotten the habit of giving his son a dish. How great is this?

I remember that this could not stop, and ran forward.

In 2008, the southern snowstorm. The wire is frozen and the road is blocked. The disaster is very serious. Seeing the "car dragon" piled up on the highway from the TV, I couldn't help but feel the shock. At the time of the year, the owners were rushing home for the New Year, but the cold weather and the dangerous situation had already blown away their joy, and they waited anxiously in the car.

On the other hand, the workers are nervously repairing the circuit. At that time, thick wires were already attached to the wires, and measures must be taken quickly. But it is not easy to solve, some wires are hanging on the cliffs, the terrain is very uneven, coupled with the danger of heavy snow and electric shock, they may sacrifice their lives all the time.

One of the pictures that I remember so deeply is that a worker is stepping on the back of a stone-stitched wire. From the back, he can see that his body is covered with snow. The shoe has been covered with a layer of ice, and his hands are constantly busy. You may ask, why only take a photo? Because the opposite is the cliff! They seem to be more great than the big names in the stars, but they are only for the back, but they have no complaints. There are even a lot of people who are tired of working in the name of the job we don't know.

We should give these ordinary and great people more opportunities, so that we can express our respect and gratitude to them!

That winter, I returned to my hometown; that winter, I experienced the greatness of fatherly love; that winter, I saw the truth, goodness and beauty of the world...

In the winter, let me sing with you again with lofty respect!

Henan Xinyang Gushi County Gushi Second Middle School: Yue Qiang