Lin (surname)
The newly-built auditorium is crowded with people; We graduates sit in the first eight rows, and I sit in the middle of the first row. There is a pink oleander on my lapel, which my mother picked from the yard when I came. She said: "oleander is planted by your father, so wear it as if your father were watching you on the stage!" "
Dad's flowers are gone. Dad is ill. He lives in the hospital and can't come.
I went to see my father yesterday. His throat is swollen and his voice is hoarse. I told my father that at the graduation ceremony, I received the graduation certificate on behalf of all my classmates and gave a thank-you speech. I asked my father if I could get up and attend my graduation ceremony. Six years ago, he attended the farewell party of our school and told me to study hard. Six years later, he also received the graduation certificate and thank-you letter on behalf of my classmates. Today "six years later" arrived, and I was really chosen to do it.
Dad was hoarse, took my hand and said with a smile, "How can I reach it?"
But I said, "Dad, I'm afraid if you don't go. When you are under the stage, I won't panic when I speak on the stage. "
"Eiko, don't be afraid. No matter what the difficulty is, just bite the bullet and do it, and you will get through it. "
"Then dad can't just bite the bullet and get out of bed and go to our school?"
Dad looked at me, shook his head and stopped talking. He turned to the wall, raised his hand and looked at the nails on the wall. Then, he turned and told me:
"Get up early tomorrow, pack up and go to school. This is your last day in primary school. Don't be late! "
"I know, Dad."
"Without a father, you should take care of yourself and your brothers and sisters. You are old, aren't you? "
"yes." Although I promised, I felt that what my father said made me very uncomfortable. Have I been late again since that time six years ago?
When I was in the first grade, I had the problem of staying in bed in the morning. When I wake up every morning, I see the sun shining on the glass window, and my heart is full of sadness: it's so late, waiting to get up, wash my face, braid my hair, change my school uniform, and then go to school, and I will be punished by standing by the door as soon as I enter the classroom. Students' eyes will come to you one by one. Although I am lazy, I also know that I am shy! So I was worried and scared, and I hurried to school in fear every day. Worst of all, dad doesn't allow children to go to school by bus. He doesn't care whether you are late or not.
One day, it rained heavily, and I woke up to know that it was getting late, because my father was already having breakfast. I am so sad when I listen to the heavy rain. Not only am I late for school, but I will also be dressed up by my mother and put on a fat jacket (summer! ), dragging ill-fitting oil shoes and holding a big oil-paper umbrella, go to school! The thought of going to school is so uncomfortable that I have the courage to stay in bed.
After a while, mother came in. When she saw that I hadn't got up yet, she was startled and urged me, but I frowned and whispered to my mother:
"Mom, it's late today, so I won't go to school?"
Mom just can't do what dad thinks. When she turned to go out, her father came in. He is tall and thin, standing in front of the bed, staring at me:
"Why don't you get up? Get up! Get up! "
"It's late! Dad! " I crustily skin of head said.
"Too late to go, how can you play truant! Get up! "
A word command is the most terrible, but what's wrong with me? I can't believe I have the courage not to move.
Dad was so angry that he dragged me out of bed that my tears came out. Dad looked left and right, so he grabbed the feather duster from the table and held it backwards. With a wave of his cane in the air, he howled, and I was beaten!
Dad beat me from the head of the bed to the corner of the bed, from bed to bed, and the sound of rain outside mixed with my crying. I cried and hid, and finally went to school in the heavy rain. I am a messy dog, and I was put on a rickshaw by Ma Song-the first time I spent money to go to school by car.
I sat in the car, pulled down the awning, sobbed and cried, and lifted my pants to check my scars. The bulging whip marks are red and hot. I pulled down my trouser leg to cover the scar at the bottom. I am most afraid of being laughed at by my classmates.
Although I was late, the teacher didn't punish me for standing. This is because rainy days are excusable.
The teacher told us to keep quiet before reading. Sit up straight, put your hands behind your back, close your eyes and think quietly for five minutes. The teacher said: think about it, have you listened to your parents and teachers? Did you do your homework well yesterday? Did you bring all your homework today? Did you say goodbye to your parents politely this morning? ..... When I heard that, my nose twitched. Fortunately, my eyes were closed and my tears didn't come out.
In silence, I was slapped on the shoulder and opened my eyes in a hurry. It turned out that the teacher was standing beside my seat. He told me with his eyes to look out of the classroom window. I suddenly turned my head, and it was my father's tall and thin shadow!
The heart that has just calmed down is afraid again! Why does dad chase after school? Dad nodded and motioned me out. I looked at the teacher and asked his permission. The teacher smiled and nodded and promised me to go out.
I walked out of the classroom and stood in front of my father. Dad didn't say anything. He opened his bag and took out my floral jacket. He handed it to me, watched me put it on and took out two copper coins for me.
I don't remember what happened afterwards, because it was six years ago. I only remember that from then on to today, every morning I was one of the students waiting for the janitor to open the iron gate. In the early morning of winter, standing at the school gate, wearing gloves showing five fingers, I lifted a hot baked sweet potato and ate it. In the summer morning, I stood at the school gate, holding the Hosta flowers picked from the flower pond and giving them to my dear teacher Han, who taught me to dance.
Ah! This morning has passed year by year, and today is my last day in this school!
When the bell rings, the graduation ceremony will begin. Looking at the sky outside, it's a little cloudy. I suddenly thought, will dad suddenly get out of bed and bring me a flower coat? I thought again, when will dad get better? Why is mom's eyes red and swollen this morning? The big pots of pomegranate and oleander in the yard were not covered with hemp residue this year. He was killed by the Japanese for his uncle, so he vomited blood. In May Festival, pomegranate flowers are not as big as red. If autumn comes, will dad still buy so many chrysanthemums and fill our yard, eaves and flower racks in the living room?
How much dad likes flowers.
Every day when he comes back from work, we all wait for him at the door. He pushed the straw hat behind his head, picked up his brother, passed the faucet, picked up the watering can full of water, and walked to the backyard humming. The first thing he did when he got home was to water the flowers. At that time, the sun was going down, and there was a cool breeze blowing in the yard. Dad picked a jasmine flower and put it in the thin chicken sister's hair. Chen's uncle said to his father, "Lao Lin, you like flowers so much that your wife gave birth to a bunch of daughters!" " "I have four sisters and only two younger brothers. I am only 12 years old. ...
Why do I always think of these things? Director Han has already taken the stage. He said solemnly, "After graduation, all your classmates will leave primary school and go to middle school for six years. If you are a middle school student, you are not a child. I will be very happy when you go back to primary school to see the teacher and see that you have all grown up ... "
So I sang a eulogy for five years, and now it's the students' turn to sing goodbye to us: "Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the grass is blue." When will you come here? Don't hesitate when you come! Time flies, the ends of the earth, and close friends are scattered. Life is rare to get together, and separation is more ... "
I cried, and all our graduates cried. How much we like to grow taller and become adults, and how afraid we are! When we get back to primary school, no matter how high it is, teacher! You should always treat me like a child!
As an adult, I am often asked to be an adult.
Ma Song returned to her hometown and said:
"Eiko, you are old, but you can't quarrel with your brother! He is still young. "
Aunt LAN followed the four-eyed dog into the carriage and said:
"Eiko, you are old, you can't make your mother angry!"
The man squatting in the grass said:
"When you graduate from primary school and grow up, we will go to see the sea."
Although, these people have no shadow as I grow up. Was it lost with my lost childhood?
Dad also don't take me as a child, he said:
"Eiko, you go and give this money to Uncle Chen who is studying in Japan."
"Dad!"
"Don't be afraid, eiko, you should learn to do many things and help your mother in the future. You are the biggest. "
So he counted the money and told me how to send it to the Zhengjinyin Bank in Dongjiaominxiang-go to the innermost counter to ask for a money order, fill in "seventy yuan in gold", write down the address of Yokohama, Japan, and give it to the little Japan at the counter!
Although I was scared, I had to bite the bullet-this is what my father said. No matter what difficult thing it is, as long as I bite the bullet and do it, I will definitely get through it.
"Practice, practice, Eiko." Dad told me when I left.
I nervously pinched a roll of money in my hand and went to the bank. When I came out of Zhengjinyinhang on the highest step and saw the flower beds in Dongjiaominxiang Street full of dandelions, I was very happy to think: Go home quickly after the breakthrough and tell my father to plant dandelions in the flower pond tomorrow.
Go home quickly! Go home quickly! Holding a new primary school diploma in my hand-a white paper tube with a red ribbon, I urged myself as if I were afraid of catching up with something. Why?
When I entered the room, it was quiet. Four sisters and two brothers are sitting on a small bench in the yard. They are playing with sand. Several branches of oleander hung down at a certain time, which was very messy, because my father didn't tidy it up this year-pruning, bundling and fertilizing.
There are some small pomegranates that have not grown up under the pomegranate tree basin. I was very angry and asked my sisters:
"Who picked dad's pomegranate? I'm going to tell dad! "
The sisters opened their eyes in surprise. They shook their heads and said, "They fell by themselves."
I picked up Xiaoqing pomegranate. The cook with a finger missing came in high from the outside. He said:
Miss, don't tell your father anything. Your mother just called from the hospital and asked you to leave quickly. Your father has ... "
Why didn't he say it again? I suddenly felt anxious and shouted:
"What did you say? Lao Gao. "
"Big miss, go to the hospital and persuade your mother to give it to you! You are old! "
The thin chicken sister is still holding Yan Yan's gadget, and the younger brother pours sand into the glass bottle. Yes, I'm big here. I'm a grown-up.
I said to Qiu:
"Gao, I know what it is, so I'm going to the hospital." I have never been so calm and quiet.
I put my primary school diploma in the drawer of my desk and came out again. Lao Gao has rented a car for me to go to the hospital. Walking across the yard, looking at the weeping oleander, I said to myself:
Dad's flowers are gone.
I'm not a child anymore.