2. The so-called father, daughter and mother only show the fate between you and him, that is, you have been watching his back drift away all your life. You stand at this end of the path and watch him disappear at the corner of the path. He tells you with his back that you don't have to chase.
But the scene of that day is engraved in my mind. The old man didn't take an umbrella. He just walked in the late autumn rain with a fertilizer bag on his back. There is no one in the street, only the yellow leaves that have been hit by the rain are floating lightly, and a leaf falls on his luggage. He didn't feel it. I don't know what my father is thinking at this time, or nothing. I wanted to run to give my father an umbrella, but I didn't. I hid under the eaves of my house, and my face was wet with tears, which blurred my vision. Father drifted away alone in the drizzle in late autumn.
4, squatting in front of the window and looking out, looking for dad's figure. Seeing my father's slightly hunched back in the distance, I staggered slowly, and my thin back became smaller and smaller in my sight. Through the glass window, I sobbed loudly at my father's back; Dad, dad and daughter will take care of themselves, don't worry.
Many times, we don't go to see our parents' backs, but bear their chasing eyes and their unwilling, uneasy and eyeful eyes. Finally, I gradually realized that no one in this world can love me as much as my parents love life.
6. Others have backgrounds, and we also have backgrounds; Others look like campus beauties, and we look like jokes; Others open Q, we open QQ; Others like to travel, and we like to sleepwalk; Others drink Lafite, we make coffee; Others get an annual salary, and we get unpaid wages; Others look for jobs to find their fathers, and we look for jobs to call other people's fathers; Others watch LV, we watch AV; Others say that we are a vulnerable group, and we say that life is a free fall.
7, elegant people, look back and you will know; Those who strive for progress will know by listening to footsteps; Kind people can see it when they smile; Excellent people, it depends on you.
8. I don't know when my proud father's waist is no longer straight; I don't know when, my father's face climbed up with wrinkles; I don't know when I grow up, so I can't pester my father to go to the bookstore to buy books every weekend. I don't know when my father can no longer travel around the world, so he can only stay at home and wait for someone to take care of him. I don't know when my father, who has always been strong, can no longer move his legs; I don't know when I can stop playing coquetry in front of my father, and I don't know when I can stop being by his side, let him lie down and gently hammer his leg. I know my father is gone forever, smiling and walking so peacefully. Let me still think that he is just too tired and asleep.
9. Grandpa Wu has been gone for two months 1 1 day. I miss grandpa. In my dream, grandpa's back often appears. The thin back shuttles through the busy crowd. From a distance, the pace is so light and powerful. Grandpa Wu didn't leave, so he took the only cow in his family to the market at the head of the village and sold it. I think that when Grandpa and Niu walk side by side, tears will surely fall on his old partner.
10, I saw him wearing a small black hat, a big black jacket and a dark blue cotton robe, stumbling to the railway and slowly leaning down. It's not difficult. But it is not easy for him to climb the platform over there when he crosses the railway. He climbed up with both hands, and his feet shrank again; His fat body leans slightly to the left, showing signs of hard work.
1 1, I have forgotten everything I can forget. All I can remember is your vague back, which is like an indispensable part of life, accompanying me like a shadow. Yes, I have spent every spring and autumn, every sunrise and sunset, every ambiguity with myself, and every shadow with you. I can't tell which is you and which is me.
12. When crossing the railway, he first scattered oranges on the ground, climbed down slowly by himself, and then picked them up and walked away. When I got here, I quickly helped him.
13, I stood alone on Gaogang, watching the lovers leave and burying my happiness in the sunset. My heart, like the sunset, lost its original beautiful color with the sad songs.
14, fallen leaves fly with the wind, and dust rises with the wind. I am the only one who is lovesick and lonely. Let the leaves fly with tears, let the dust settle with tears, and never go again just because you have come.
15, I looked at his slightly bent back, bit my lips hard again, smiled and nodded to him, and my father walked away. I will often visit you at your tombstone and give you your favorite food.
16, how I wish my parting could not come so soon. I dare not look back at your back and the increasingly blurred station. Hearing your voice on the other end of the phone reminds me of that time I cried in your arms. Depend on a person and always keep it in mind, sometimes sweet and sometimes astringent.
17. Looking at the lost youth and best of youth with a long back, although left in the depths of time, that memory will last forever in life. Looking back along the track of time, I still see you, saying forever to the sky.
18, the highest is not the mountain peak, but the back of parents; The farthest is not the horizon, but the parents' waiting; The deepest is not the gully, but the wrinkles of parents; The most extensive is not the sea, but the love of parents; The warmest thing is not the sunshine, but the embrace of parents.
19 However, because it is only the back, even if I look directly at the other person's expression, I may not be able to read the other person's mood, let alone the back. That scene that day may have added too many things beyond my imagination, resulting in the illusion that "he may be injured."
20. It's raining quietly. The old man left for this family and for me. He said a lot to me when he left. My heart became very heavy. Looking at his thin and warm back, with the sound of car horns, he gradually disappeared into the hazy drizzle. My tears and rain are intertwined!
2 1. I saw him wearing a small black hat, a big black jacket and a dark blue cotton robe, stumbling to the railway and slowly bending down. It's not difficult.
22. Turn around and leave before crying, leaving a simple back; Learn to give up, bury yesterday in your heart and leave the best memories; Learn to give up, you can have a more relaxed start, and the black and blue love is not necessarily unforgettable. It's a long way, and it's not easy to get here today. Hold out your hand gently and say goodbye. I really appreciate having you around.
My father went out with a bag full of fertilizer on his back, and I quietly followed him. Father certainly didn't know, because he didn't look back that day.
24. Missing is a legendary distance. You can see its back, but you can't feel its breath. Missing is the wing of love, flying in the sky of love without tears; Missing is your smiling eyes, my memory, the warmth of your palm, and my clenched pity; Missing is the loneliness of turning around, the colorful flowers falling in my dream, and my helplessness. I miss writing about the loneliness in autumn, your tenderness, my stream and the breath of spring raindrops.
25. You and I are finally stretched by the years, and gradually fade away at the intersection when we come. There is no parting resentment, no mourning hatred, only a little sigh and sigh. Maybe one day, I will take this road and sit quietly in the depths of the peach forest, listening to you sing like a warbler. With or without it, I will remember that I once had your tenderness and pity. In the future, I will leave you a gentle poem and a graceful word.
26, my love, there is no counterpart, only me and my back, only I am singing alone! Nevertheless, I will use my life to sing every shocking song and every sentence that I love you, because falling in love with you who doesn't love me is my life, which I am willing to accept, and the fate arranged by God.
27. Love you because you are you. Love your voice, back, smile and everything. I love you, so I don't want to be bound by you, so I want to see the real you. Love you, love your likes and dislikes, love your joys and sorrows.
28. In the silhouette of time that passed quietly yesterday, our backs drifted away. How long will it take to forget? What about the escort? Along the way, thinking all the way, those fragments are always related to you. When I miss you, do you just miss me?
29. But the scene of that day is engraved on my mind. My father didn't take an umbrella. He just walked in the late autumn rain with a fertilizer bag on his back. There is no one in the street, only the yellow leaves that have been hit by the rain are floating lightly, and a leaf falls on his luggage. He didn't feel it. I don't know what my father is thinking at this time, or nothing. I wanted to run to give my father an umbrella, but I didn't. I hid under the eaves of my house, and my face was wet with tears, which blurred my vision. Father drifted away alone in the drizzle in late autumn.
30. I don't know when my proud father's waist is no longer straight; I don't know when, my father's face climbed up with wrinkles; I don't know when I grow up, so I can't pester my relatives to go to the bookstore to buy books every weekend. I don't know when my father can no longer travel around the world, so he can only stay at home and wait for someone to take care of him. I don't know when my father, who has always been strong, can no longer move his legs; I don't know when I can stop playing coquetry in front of my father and listen to him again. No? ; I don't know when I can no longer be by his side, let him lie down and gently hammer his leg. I know my father is gone forever, smiling and walking so peacefully. Let me still think that he is just too tired and asleep.
3 1. Who holds whose hand and meets in this life and the next? The vows of eternal love, my back is drifting away, leaving me alone to wait for an ancient myth. Who accompanied who broke the bridge and sent away how many twilight drums and morning bells? Now, the broken bridge is still the same, and only the hearts of the people are exchanged. You suddenly left me alone to look for traces of yesterday, and I smiled gently, just for this heartbreaking relationship.
32. The back is true, people are fake, and there is no persistence. A hundred years ago, you were not you, I was not me, sadness was real, tears were fake, and there was no cause and effect. A hundred years later, without you and me. ? In a trance, I seem to see you, reach out and touch only a blank. I know that after a hundred years, you are still you, but I miss you less.
33. I feel uncomfortable. My father has been suffering for our father. If it weren't for us, he would have divorced my lazy and strange mother. Poor father, physically exhausted and mentally tormented. Thinking of this, I suddenly feared that my father would never come back. I carefully asked my father where to go, but my father smiled and said to me, let's go to work. I seem to hear my heart broken because of my father's sad smile.
34. Learn to give up, turn away before crying, leave a simple back, bury yesterday in your heart, and leave the most beautiful memories; Learn to give up so that we can have a more relaxed start. This journey is deep and shallow, and it is not easy to get to today. Hold out your hand gently and say goodbye. Thank you very much. You're on your way!
From then on, I always used to watch your back leave, or smile or be silent until your figure disappeared in front of my eyes? My only insistence is never to let you see my back, not for anything else, just because it is full of sadness.
36. Thank you for making me unable to live in your eyes, so that I can embrace your back and have more regrets to firmly remember all the imperfections; Thank you, I can't hug your back, so I can become your back, hide in a quiet corner, don't look back, don't cherish.
37. The moon belongs to the Mid-Autumn Festival, and it is the back of the Mid-Autumn Festival. People pinch their thoughts into a round moon cake and hang it in the sky. This is the moon. Reunion day, congratulations on the reunion. Although we know that there is no eternal reunion in the world, it was difficult to accomplish it in ancient times. But I still want to leave my sincere blessing: I wish people a long time and accompany them thousands of miles! ? Mid-Autumn Festival family reunion, harmony and beauty, happiness and peace! ?
38. You are always chasing others' backs, but you just ignore them. Finally, I stopped chasing this time. Now it's my turn to run and leave the world behind?
It's good to see your back running towards happiness after so many years. Thank you for never giving up the pursuit of happiness. Thank you for never looking back, let me give up completely, and understand that there is really no residual warmth about love in your heart.
40. Endless dreams, endless things, old dreams looking back, clouds blocking the way home. Looking back, the back is far away, looking back, my eyes are hazy. In retrospect, it was like a dream. Looking back, my heart remains the same. Only endless long roads accompany me.
4 1, my father's thin figure, like an immortal lighthouse, shows me how to go in the future. No matter when I was a student, or when I stepped on the three-foot platform today, I was reminded to be a strong man of knowledge and a real society.
Embroider countless prayers into the back of the sunset, whether it is an ancient call or a doomed encounter in this life. Don't think about the water of resentment, and the peach and red pears are still as fragrant as ever when they are ground into mud and turned into dust. I just want to cut a piece of yearning in the candlelight of the west window, stick it on my forehead, comb it carefully with my wooden grate and miss your face.