I am waiting for that special moment. I vaguely feel that about my mother is a difficult topic for my father, so why not for me!
A person must face the secrets of his life without courage. I am determined, and I must know everything I want to know tonight.
I handed over the water glass: "Dad, drink water."
When Dad took the water glass, his hands were trembling. However, I can't pull myself back. After he drank the water, I begged again: "Tell me, who is my mother, what kind of person she is, and why she has not been with us."
He coughed again. He wasn't trying to delay.
"I don't know anything about her," he said.
"Why?"
"I'm not married to her, and I don't know who she is."
"Dad, are you not confused? I'm so surprised."
"No." Dad said.
I calmed down and waited patiently for Dad to open his history.
"In the summer vacation thirteen years ago, there was no holiday in school, and everyone went to help the farmers in the village. In the evening, a movie was shown on the big playground. It was a very new foreign movie. ". We went to several villages to notify in advance, and invited all the villagers to come and see. As a result, so many people came that the big playground couldn't stand up. When the movie ended, all the people left, and only the screening was left. The clerk was collecting the machine, and grandpa was with him. At this time, grandpa heard the voice of the baby. He found a basket under his stool, and there was a small baby in it"
My voice changed completely: "Could it be me?"
"There is a small note in the package with your date of birth written on it. Grandpa opened the bag with his fingers, and you stopped crying and held his fingers tightly. Grandpa took you home. From now on, I will cook rice soup every day Hey you."
"Did she leave nothing behind? Like in those TV dramas, jade pendants, silver locks, etc. can prove my identity. Doesn't she want to find me in the future?"
"There is a scarf, the kind used by people in the city, a knitted seahorse scarf with a name embroidered on it: Wang Xiaoya."
I was silent for a long time, and finally, I cried silently.
"Just because she abandons you doesn't mean she doesn't love you. She must have encountered difficulties."
Dad hugged me.
"Look, how smart she is, she sent you to grandpa, who is the best person in the world."
I still cry, for a long time.
I was that baby again and I fell asleep by the fire in Dad's arms.
I had a dream, dreaming of the white dove from black Edinburgh, flying. I greeted it by whistling, and at the same time asked reproachfully, "How did you get here?"
It said: "Cuckoo." At the same time, it stretched out the little red feet to Dad.
Dad pinched the note and asked, "What did it bring us?"
I said embarrassedly: "A little poem, I wrote it."
"You write poetry? Oh, what did you write?"
"Snow robe."
"oh oh."
Dad unfolded it to see, and I ran away quickly.
97
The next morning, I didn't wake up until after ten o'clock, and my stomach was growling with hunger.
Dad is still sleeping. It was very warm under the quilt, and my father held my feet in his arms all night.
I gently got out of the quilt, got up, dressed, went to the owner's small shop to buy two bowls of instant noodles and a few marinated eggs, soaked the noodles, and then woke up Dad.
After breakfast, we tied up our trousers and ran to Wangjiazhai.
There was no one to be seen along the way.
The countryside in winter is really desolate. If you walk alone in this season, you will definitely get lost. The bare branches of plane trees and locust trees stretched out in the gray sky, and a few crows flew by blindly, uttering hungry cries. The sky, the earth, can't find a single green leaf.
After walking for more than an hour, we arrived at Wangjiazhai. There are many red cloth strips hanging on the ancient trees at the gate of the village, which are the blessings and prayers of people every year.
In the stockade, every house is closed, and even the livestock hide in their pens, silent.
The whole world was silent and shrunk because of the cold. Loneliness is magnified billions of times in the silence, so big that the whole earth lightens up and spins blankly in the empty air.
What a desolation!
I am glad that I am with my father?The second prize of the competition, the finalist award of the 2nd Lao She Youth Drama Literature Award (the only musical shortlisted in the country) and other awards.
In 1999, he joined the Chinese Writers Association.
Published collections of poems "Who is Outside the Window", "Xili's Dream Song", "Gentle Silence", "A Rose", "Xili Fragrance", "Selected Short Poems of Xili".
Published a collection of short stories "The Most Beautiful Memories in My Life", novels "Oriental Maximism or Pointy Leather Shoes", "Ye Lang Love", "Dream Woman", "Snow Robe" ("Snow Robe" is a Chinese Writers Association's key selected works, key publications of Guangdong Literature's tribute to the 60th anniversary of the founding of the People's Republic of China).
? Has published a collection of essays "Women on the Run" and a collection of essays "Cats Living with People".
He has published film scripts "Apple Orchard" and "I'm Not a Bad Kid", and created the musical "Nan Tian Lei Shen".
He is a member of the Chinese Writers Association, a member of the Chinese Biographical Literature Society, and a director of the Guangdong Writers Association.
Literary creation first-level writer.
Currently working for the Guangdong Writers Association.