tearjerker director

Chapter 960

"I know my father's temper. He has always been a very stubborn person. Although he doesn't talk much, the things he has decided cannot be changed by a few words. So although he has a lot to say, he doesn't know what to say when it comes to his mouth. I couldn't say anything, so I didn't say anything more.

It's just that when I walked not far away and couldn't help turning around, I found my father was still standing there, waving at me.

This scene reminds me of when I was in high school, every time my father sent me to the school in the county town, it was the same scene, and tears filled my eyes involuntarily.

Maybe I'm really not a good boy, at least, I don't think so, although I told myself many times that the money is my father's hard-earned money, but I just can't help it.

My shriveled wallet finally bulged, and the monster I hadn't seen for a week was calling me again.After dinner, I went to the Internet cafe outside the school.After five hours of fierce fighting, it was time to go back to the dormitory.As usual, I came under a big banyan tree outside the school, and climbed over the wall to enter the school from there.

But the moment I climbed onto the wall, the most unforgettable scene in my life appeared. I will always remember that scene in my life, the scene that makes my heart ache when I think of it!

The dim street lamps illuminated my father, my old father, who was leaning against the corner, with a broken cardboard box he picked up from nowhere under his body.At this moment, he was wrapping and wrapping the cotton coat on his body, and the scarf he wore in high school was tightly wrapped around his father's head.

Shame, heartache, and regret filled my heart!

Later, my mother told me that when my father heard that I was sick, he came to see me desperately. He couldn't buy a seat ticket, and he was reluctant to buy a sleeper berth. He came to my side after standing for more than 20 hours.

In order to save money for accommodation, I squatted in the corner of our school all night...

I cried on the phone and pretended I didn't know until my mother told me.Because I know my father's stubbornness, even if I wake him up at that time, he will insist on being there.I quietly went back to the dormitory, but my heart was always in pain. When I thought of his action of wrapping his clothes tightly, my heart ached.I deleted all the accounts related to the game overnight.

People can be ignorant, they can say that they are young, they can say that everyone is like this, but I can't forget the picture of my father huddled in a corner, tightly wrapped in his clothes!
People always have to grow up. I don't know if it was because of that incident that I seemed to grow up overnight, but if possible, I would rather not grow up.

Since then, I have never entered an Internet cafe again, and I have never wasted a penny.That is to say, from that day on, I began to make up for the studies that I had left behind.Because I know that every penny I spend is my father's hard-earned money, real hard-earned money!

I used to think that his fate was bad and he didn't enjoy the blessings of life.After that incident, I realized that it wasn't that he was unlucky, but that he was used to giving all the enjoyment to his son... He started working in that icehouse at the age of 17 and continued until last spring.

Then, he left!

The same is a notebook, but what my father wrote is not prose poetry, but it is also his life.

To me, it is also a prose poem written by my father. Although the handwriting is a bit scribbled, although there are some typos, although there are scribbled and altered pictures on it, it is the most precious memory left by my father. Unfortunately, he After I left, no one would stand there waving to me, no one would run all the way here just because their son was sick, never again.”

There are many, many stories about fathers. Perhaps the fathers in each story are different, but the deep fatherly love is the same.

This year's Father's Day, many fathers found that the children who didn't like to go home actually came back, and the children who didn't have a close relationship with them actually took the initiative to care about themselves and didn't forget to bring gifts for themselves.

Although it is possible, it is only on this day, but at least it made many fathers smile happily. When children grow up, it is naturally impossible to stay with their parents all the time, but as long as children can think about and remember their parents, they are incomparable. Satisfied.

The reason why "Prose Poems Written by Father" resonates emotionally with so many people is because, in many people's hearts, their father is a very strong man. Father is different from mother. Mother's love is tolerance , is warm, but the father's love is deep.

Many of us may have never seen the weak side of our father. In the eyes of many children, it seems that the father has never had a youthful dream, he was never a teenager, and he was never protected by anyone. a vicissitudes and mature man
But after going to university, he slowly walked away. His love seemed to graduate when I was an adult. Our distance was getting closer and closer. Gradually, I would dislike his old-fashioned words. We seemed to have a new pursuit. He is no longer the most authoritative person in our lives.
Every father is a poem, a poem worth reading for a lifetime for children.

"This story is really well written." Mu Qing sighed with regret.

Li Yi nodded and said, "Maybe it's because it's true!"

Whether there are many songs or stories that resonate with people, in fact, the biggest reason is that they are true.

The fabricated stories are always not true, so if they are not true, how can they resonate with people?

Therefore, "Prose Poems Written by Father" will quickly sweep the Internet and become the biggest and most eye-catching point of Father's Day.

And this story is indeed the same. This is also a story about fathers. Different fathers, but the same thing is their deep love for their children.

Mu Qing nodded.

In fact, at this moment, Li Yi thought of a song he recalled earlier, "Father"!
To some extent, this story really fits well with the lyrics of the song "Father".

Li Yi thought for a while, then suddenly the corner of his mouth curled up, and then he left a message under the Weibo of the author of this story.

Wang Nanfeng is the author of that story. On Father's Day, many people went home to eat and talk with their father, humming "Prose Poems Written by Father".

But he will never have this chance.

Suddenly, Wang Nanfeng's social account, the message notification sounded crazily.

Wang Nanfeng was stunned for a moment.

Then when I opened it, I saw that the unread messages of several friend groups were already 99+.

"Nan Feng, that's amazing, Director Dog actually flipped your brand!"

"That seems to be the lyrics of a song?"

"Slow down the time, don't let you grow old again, no, Director Dog has poisoned again! Let me cry first!"

"The lyrics fit perfectly with Nan Feng's father's story!"

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Wang Nanfeng was astonished. A famous director like Li Yi is usually far away. He didn't expect that there would be a day when they would meet directly.

He opened Weibo with some apprehension and anticipation, and saw Li Yi's message that was upvoted by many netizens.

(End of this chapter)