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It was that evening afternoon, and I was sitting in the yard, feeling the temperature around me like a big steamer. People are baked and puffed, and the temperature reaches about 40 degrees.

Mom, help me take my feet out of the soaking bucket and cover my legs with a blanket ... say, get out! Find a cooler place to stay.

Sister, she is sitting in an electric wheelchair, happy as a child. She walked in front and looked back from time to time, asking me later, where do you think we are going?

It was so hot that my body suddenly sweated a lot. I am too lazy to answer her questions listlessly, but I have been following my sister silently.

Out of the village, I came to the small broken road in the east, and finally felt the coolness of the wind. My sister and I walked slowly on the path, which attracted many people's strange eyes. I thought, if you want to see it, just watch it! Maybe they're guessing, too Whose ribs are more delicate? Take them out to cool on a hot day ... haha.

We're going to the corner of the path, and the two of us are going to see the river before and see if anyone is fishing there leisurely this evening afternoon! In this way, we can feast our eyes, enjoy the perfect picture of man and nature, and perhaps appreciate his superb fishing skills! Think about it, I came in high spirits, accelerated the speed of the electric wheelchair and began to gallop.

The countryside is now undergoing great transformation, and the original cement pavement has been widened left and right. Even in every alley in the village, street lamps are installed at intervals. At night, it is really as brightly lit as a city. ...

The path widened, my sister and I ran on it, and we were even more excited. When I was about to reach the river, I saw the silver light shining on the river from a distance, and the front of the reflection was particularly bright. I walked on because the road was widened and the trees and weeds on both sides of the road were cleared. At this time, I looked at the river below, and my vision was really wide ... I muttered in surprise as I walked forward, wow, wow.

Really, I'm surprised by the beautiful scenery and the wide rivers. Look at the wide river where the small river gathers and flows slowly. There are weeds and reeds in the middle of the river, with purple flowers swaying gently in the wind.

The mood at the moment is really like the scene in front of me, bright, cool and quiet. ...

After sitting for a while, my sister motioned for us to go back. There is a dirt road in the middle of the way back, and the wheelchair is not easy to walk (especially because I have no strength and my wheelchair always wobbles when I run). Hearing my sister's proposal, I bowed my head, but I remained silent. Then I walked side by side with my sister and hurried back.

Back to the village, it's still early, and the street lamp is not on yet! The two of us were staggering in the alley. The trees on the left and right sides of the alley are impenetrable, but we can hardly see the road under our feet. Walking in the alley, mosquitoes almost surrounded us and kept colliding with us! My hand has been clutching the steering rod of the electric wheelchair, and I dare not slow down, let alone adjust my leaning body. I am afraid that if I stop, I will be besieged by mosquitoes flying all over the sky. When I arrived at the gate, I happened to see my father. It's like seeing a savior at this time. I quickly asked my father to answer the door. At this time, only when you enter the room will you not be bitten by mosquitoes.

Without saying anything, my father came behind me to hold my wheelchair pole, quickly pushed me up the steps of the house, passed through two small doors and came to the living room. Dad lit mosquito-repellent incense in the room first (dad just came back from the construction site) and then prepared to take us back to the room.

My sister said that she saw mosquito repellent lamps sold online and in supermarkets. Why don't we buy one and try it?

I said, it really stinks to light this mosquito-repellent incense every night! Go and buy it, you have money anyway!

Dad heard this and said earnestly, don't buy it. In the future, you should be thrifty, don't buy things casually, and save money. ...

I naively asked, what are you saving for?

Dad said seriously, don't look! In a few years, you can't work. Who will support you? ...

I said, if you have no money, drink paste soup!

Dad said sternly, who planted the soup? There is no land for returning farmland to forests in rural areas.

I continued to be naughty and said humorously, then turn the trash can over! The trash can is full of good things! Why do you say that? Because I don't want my father's mood to become heavy, and I don't want his mind to be surrounded by tired pressure. I then said to him, look, there are not many people in a small internet cafe cleaned by my mother! But the food wasted every day, it is estimated that our family can't finish it!

I really don't understand them. Why do they buy it if they don't eat it?

Dad said they were all addicted to games. As soon as I get on the computer, I forget everything. When they go to work too late, they can still find a way to eat!

Then he went out and closed the door. I said to my sister and myself, why doesn't your father have any confidence in me? I want to make a lot of money in the future! "When my book is published" will be a great person.

My sister responded slowly, my father has great confidence in you, and he believes that you will eat him for life. ...

Hahaha!

Hearing Xiong Haizi say this, I couldn't help laughing out loud, laughing my head off, and there were tears in my eyes. ...

Don't, I am a neet?

Dad came back and carried me into the room.

I said, I'm tired and need to lie down first. Dad helped me put the pillow away, then asked me to lie down and help me put my legs away, and then put my arms in the most comfortable position one by one (because my arms can move slowly when I sit, and I need my parents' help when I lie down). Put me away one by one, my father began to push my sister back to the bedroom, untie her shoes first, then take off her shoes, then help her take off her socks, and then sit on the bed with her sister in her arms ... I watched my father's every move quietly and seriously, watching the scene in front of me, and my mind suddenly went blank. Looking at the picture in front of me and the back in the picture, I feel that he is so strange!

Really like a stranger, I have never known this person! However, his gestures and his clumsy movements are so familiar. As far as I can remember, my father was always very busy when I was a child, and I hardly saw him every day. Even if he has extra time, he won't stay at home quietly. He won't go out to play cards, but will find three or two people to drink together! When I was a child, in my memory, my father was honest and frank, with a bad temper, and he was always furious! I remember very clearly that one night after 1 1, I told my mother that I was thirsty and wanted to drink water! Mom said there was no water in the thermos. I have been pestering my mother that I am thirsty and want to drink water. My mother has to get up to boil hot water. When the water boiled, I couldn't remember why my parents had an argument. My dad actually dropped all three thermos bottles to the ground, which scared me at that time! I dare not say anything, let alone cry!

When I was a child, as long as my father was at home, I felt particularly scared, because I didn't know when he would be angry again in the next second. At this point, in this way, silently looking at the back in front of me, looking at the man in front of me, he is so familiar and so strange!

I can't help asking, what happened to time? Let him have a thoroughly remoulded change. What has he experienced in these years? Yes, his straight back has also become bent, the locked wrinkles on his forehead have become deeper and deeper, and his powerful arms have become rough and difficult to show.

Is all this change just to interpret the word "father"?