擁抱拾荒的父親英語作文
70-year-old father was in town to live after I received one to dusk, he always liked the balcony, looking at the misty sky in a daze.
One day, my father asked me: "Son, this city people, do not have firewood to cook it how there is so much smoke.?" My father always get lost in the city, he said: "Son, village crossed a ridge on the home, home town road too many. "
Came to town, my father always felt weak legs, not as brisk pace in the country field. Dinner, my father always Qieqie look, just kept Grilled rice, rarely bite, not soup.
Middle of the night, I got up to go the bathroom, there is a shadow on the living room couch to see. I turned on the light, and asked: "? Dad, you do Why do not sleep."
"Take a ride with me okay? Son, I always feel that I am a person Chixian Fan." Father deflated lips, eyelids droop, like a child full of grievances.
"Dad, how do you say you are, you kept me for my college life so much pain to eat, enjoy life now that you go to sleep, tomorrow morning, I had a meeting to be open."
Father hurriedly got up and said:. "Well, well, I'll go to bed."
The next morning, my father quietly got up to go out. Later, I was making breakfast for her son. He came back. My father said: "I think people in town all morning workout, I walk out, exercise, exercise." Since then every day.
One weekend a month later, his father suddenly go to the market, buy a black hen, he gasped excitedly said: "This is the authentic chicken countryside, killed after you taste the stew soup . "
That night, a man sipping fragrant soil chicken soup, my wife and I have Zaza Zui that does not taste the same. This time my son asked: "Grandpa, where only chicken that way?" Father startled by startled, said to me: "? You let me go home, give you specialized feeding chicken okay," I patted his father's shoulder, smiled and said: "Now we keep you very much, want you to go back and raise chickens doing ah."
When watching TV, I quietly asked his father: "? Money where's your chicken," his father said:. "I'm kind of in the countryside pipe down for so many years, how many have little savings."
Since then, every ten days and a half, my father always buy a chicken, a duck stuff like that. Watching us eat tasty look, he grinned at the side. On the table, he is no longer buried dinner. After consultation with my wife said it would follow the father, lest his heart, let him feel Chixian Fan.
One night I came home late, in an unused garage downstairs and saw a shadow in the rock. I walked over and opened the phone screen by light, a look, a father, I saw the garage heap there are a lot of plastic bags, water bottles, waste paper stuff like that.
Father saw me, Dayton was embarrassed, he arrayed his hands, motioning me not to say anything.
Father pulled me into a tree, said:. "I put the garbage to retrieve, to sell the waste station, could always sell some money thing."
My nose acid, said: "Dad, you do this, how long?" Father Hehedixiao said, from the morning to go "exercise" the day began. My father said: "do this, do not hard to grow crops in the country, while in rural Reaper, I do not often go to the wheat fields also pick up some wheat it."
Father whisper begged me not to let daughter know this, should I keep his secret.
I promised my father. Helped his father upstairs, I could not help but suddenly, grabbed a small, emaciated father, tears dripping on his shoulders gradually collapse. It is the city after his father, the first time I come to embrace this old town scavengers.
70歲的父親被我接到城裡居住以後,一到黃昏,他總喜歡站在陽臺上,望著霧氣迷濛的天空發呆。
有一天,父親問我:“兒啊,這城裡的人家,都不用柴火做飯了吧。怎麼會有那麼多的煙霧?”父親在城裡也總是迷路,他說:“兒啊,鄉里邁過一條田坎就回家了,城裡回家的`路也太多了。”
來到城裡,父親總覺得腿發軟,步子不像在鄉間田野上那樣輕快。吃飯時,父親也總是怯怯的樣子,只顧埋頭扒飯,很少吃菜,不喝湯。
一天半夜,我起床去衛生間,見客廳沙發上有一個黑影。我開了燈,問:“爸,您咋不睡呢?”
“陪我坐一坐行麼?兒啊,我總覺得,我是一個吃閒飯的人。”父親癟著嘴,眼皮耷拉,像一個滿腹委屈的孩子。
“爸,您怎麼這麼說呢,您養我長大,供我上大學,一輩子吃了那麼多苦,現在也該享福了。您去睡吧,明天上午,我有一個會議要開。”
父親慌忙起身說:“好,好,我馬上去睡。”
第二天一大早,父親悄悄起床出門了。稍後,我正為兒子做早餐。他回來了。父親說:“我看城裡人早上都在鍛鍊,我也出去走一走,鍛鍊鍛鍊。”此後天天如此。
一個月後的一個週末,父親突然去菜市場,買回一隻黑色的母雞,他喘著氣興奮地說:“這可是農村的正宗土雞,殺了後,燉點湯大家嘗一嘗。”
那天晚上,一家人喝著香濃的土雞湯,我和妻子都咂咂嘴說,味道確實不一樣。我的兒子這時候問:“爺爺,哪裡才有土雞呀?”父親怔了怔,對我說:“你們就讓我回老家去,給你們專門喂土雞行麼?”我拍拍父親的肩膀,笑著說:“現在是我們養您了,要您回去養土雞幹啥啊。”
看電視時,我悄悄問父親:“您哪來的錢買雞?”父親說:“我在鄉下種了那麼多年旱菸,多少也有一點積蓄的。”
此後,每隔十天半月,父親總會買一隻雞、一隻鴨之類的東西。看著我們吃得香噴噴的樣子,他在一旁咧開嘴笑。在桌子上,他也不再埋頭吃飯。我同妻子商量後說,就順著父親吧,免得傷了他的心,讓他覺得在吃閒飯。
一天晚上,我回家晚了,在樓下一個閒置車庫裡,看見一個黑影在晃動。我走過去,按開手機屏的亮光,一看,是父親,只見車庫裡堆有一大堆塑料袋、礦泉水瓶、廢報紙之類的東西。
父親見了我,頓顯尷尬,他擺著雙手,示意我不要出聲。
父親把我拉到一棵樹下,說:“我把這些垃圾撿回來,去廢品站賣了,也總能賣些錢嘛。”
我鼻子一酸,說:“爸,您幹這個,多久了?”父親呵呵地笑著說,從早晨出門“鍛鍊”那天就開始了。父親說:“幹這個,沒有在鄉下種莊稼辛苦,在農村割麥時,我不也是常常去麥田裡撿些麥穗麼。”
父親小聲求我,不要讓兒媳婦知道這件事,要我守住他的祕密。
我答應了父親。攙扶父親上樓的時候,我突然忍不住,一把摟住了矮小、瘦弱的父親,淚水滴落在他逐漸塌陷的肩膀上。那是父親進城後,我第一次擁抱這個來城裡拾荒的老人。
