Don't let your heart go blind

Since childhood, he is a very strong vanity of the child. He is very smart and has always done well in school. He bullied his parents do not know the word, never let them go to school, took a full mark examination papers he put in the bag do not give them look. But several times he caught them peeking through the door at his bag while he was away, and they looked at each other, smiling.

Year by year, he grew like a bamboo jointing, and they grew old. By the time he went to college, his family was already heavily in debt. My father had suffered from cataracts for many years, and his vision became blurred because he had not been treated. Several of my father's brothers and sisters came, closed the door behind them, and said what seemed to be heated words. He heard vaguely that relatives wanted his father to treat his eyes first, saying that it would be worth it for him to finish high school.

He walked up and down the room, restless, not knowing what would happen to him. Presently the door tapped softly. Is his father. Father said, baby, you rest assured to study, dad anyway old, this eye don't worry about it, for a while blind. You don't have to carry any baggage, go to college, your mother and I will figure out how to raise your tuition.

He almost jumped with surprise. But when I thought of my father's eyes, my nose was sour again. He bit his lip and suddenly dropped his head and hugged his father. His skinny father, down to his chest, was like a blade of grass leaning against a tree in his arms. And this big tree, but still rely on grass to give him vitality and nutrition. It was the first time he had hugged his father since he was old enough, and he was so moved that he vowed to repay them in the future.

He didn't go home once during his college years. On the one hand, it is to save the traveling expenses, on the other hand, it is also to have more time to work and earn money. Every time I write to my parents, I always reply that everything is fine.

In his senior year, he pursued a high-minded daughter in his department. The girl was unruly and arrogant, but surrounded by many boys with the same purpose. In order to stay in the provincial capital, he queued for her to open water to buy rice, stooped to tie her shoelace and polish her shoes under the eyes of the public. Once, he forgot her sore throat and brought her a bowl of rice noodles with spicy seeds. Without saying a word, she threw the bowl over him. He tried to quell his anger for three seconds and then admitted his mistake with a smile... At that time, he could not help but hate their incompetent parents, he thought bitterly, if not from their poor home, he is a 7-foot man, why suffer from a woman's anger.

He defeated all his rivals in love and finally won her favor. Through her father's network of connections, she managed to get into a newspaper. To see some students are still running about for work, he congratulated himself on his wise choice, more feel that she is all he needs, lose what, also can't lose her.

Once in a while, he secretly sent home a little money, but never more than two hundred yuan. Not reluctant, he is afraid of his parents think he is in the city, come to seek refuge. At that time he was married and lived with her in a big house of more than 200 square meters.

One day he received a package from his hometown. When I opened it, there were four pairs of cloth shoes, two for men and two for women. There is a letter inside: baby, the leather shoes in the city hurt your feet, especially your daughter-in-law, the high heels wear for a long time must hurt your feet...

His eyes were a little damp. In that small village, where power was often cut off, he could imagine how the old mother sewed a stitch for her son and daughter-in-law under the kerosene lamp, and how she, who had a disabled leg, carried it to the town more than ten miles away with difficulty. However, his wife told him to throw it away. Seeing her disdainful eyes and high head, he sprang to his feet and raised his hand. She glared. What, want to hit me? Beat beat, beat me you immediately go home to accompany them to the field!

His hand trembled, and finally he delivered a crisp slap -- only, to his own face. It was so hard for his parents that tears fell from his eyes. When he had finished, he threw the package into the bin with his own hands.

Within two or three years, with his talent and the help of his father-in-law, he became a provincial journalist, winning awards for his amateur love poems and lyrics. Busy days let him gradually forget his distant parents, until one day TV station has a music program to do his interview, the beautiful female host asked, can you tell us, which two great parents cultivate such talent?

The shadow of his parents, who had accumulated for years, suddenly floated in his mind, and his heart panicked. His vanity was still tearing at him. He swallowed the saliva hard, some stammering ground to say: my parents, are, are college teachers...... Then he quickly added, Well, now... Yes, they're all retired. After saying this, he was covered in cold sweat. He was afraid of being asked which school he was in. Fortunately, the other party had enough.

Soon there was an interview task, he returned to his hometown to write about a cadre died on duty. He was glad, thinking that he might at last have a chance to return home. Home packing, unexpectedly his wife to go with him, said just rest a few days at home alone is very lonely. He complained to himself that he had to cancel the idea of visiting his parents.

When the dusty wheels arrived home, it began to rain heavily, and the whole sky was gray. His heart was sour. After a few years, the county seat has not changed much, I do not know whether the village where he grew up is still the same? He motioned to the driver to drive to the town he used to know. I can't go back to the village. It would be nice to see the town. As the car trundled along the town streets, he stared at everything in the rain, almost greedily.

Then, as if he was shocked by an electric shock, he shouted to the driver: stop! As the car stopped, everyone in it looked at him in amazement, and he turned back to stare at the scene behind the car -- he saw his parents, whom he had not seen in years! After a few years, the two old men's backs were bent, their gray hair and wrinkled clothes were dripping water, and they walked together in the rain. Father seemed completely blind. His left arm was supported by his mother. On his back he carried a rough wooden box and two small benches. A small brass bell was attached to the twine of the wooden box. A piece of coarse cloth could be seen from the outside of the box, on which a large Chinese character "life" could be faintly seen...

He understood that father was in the town to touch bones and tell fortunes! No wonder that father asked him to buy a few books according to the birth of the eight character fortune-telling book to send back, and he, even on the letter father said to help the village so-and-so to buy a book, in fact, such a simple lie as long as the heart to reason, with a second can think over, and he did not guess.

His heartache was convulsive, his father was blinded by his delayed treatment of reading, and he rose to prominence but forgot his father's existence. Have they lost their ability to work, and are they relying on this precarious income to cope with their declining years? Now the rain was pouring down, and they had to trudge through the mud to get home, or there would be nowhere to hide when night came.

He wanted to get out of the car and pounced on them, helping them to get on and send them home. He didn't know how his colleagues and driver would laugh behind him and how his wife would laugh when he introduced them as his parents.

Then he said with a stern expression, "Poor old people! Let's send them!" His wife scolded him for meddling. The driver also said: your heart is really good, but to the front is a dirt road, the road surface is wet, our car is afraid not very easy to walk, right?

Speechless, he watched his parents walk slowly past the car. Open the window, the rain slanted on his face, through the heavy rain, he could not help but burst into tears...

He finally seized a business trip and returned to his hometown.

When walking into the village, it was nearly dusk, and the neighbors warmly gushed up and thanked him for the local specialties he gave to the villagers. He was puzzled. When had he sent specialty products? But it soon dawned on him that it must be his parents who bought the city's specialties from the town to earn him a reputation for being neglectful and indifferent to the people back home.

Ashamed of the thought, he smiled and walked away. Just as I turned around, I could clearly hear the crowd whispering: The boy is so tough, I don't believe his parents, no matter how good they say he is! They also said that their son always wrote to pick them up and go to the city, and they did not want to go to the village. You see him in the TV on five people six, the result of an opening parents are not recognized, say what what college teachers. I told him when his parents picked him up from the cotton field. He's not easy to raise...

Picked it up? Turns out you weren't born to your parents? ! As if a bolt from the blue, a moment of his heart was exploded into thousands of pieces. He went over and opened his mouth to ask something, but there was a lump in his throat and no word could come out. At his astonishment, the crowd suddenly and with one unison parted, leaving him standing where he was. No wonder he didn't look like any of them. No wonder when he entered college, a roomful of relatives said it would do him good to stay through high school.

All these years he had enjoyed their love and complained about their identities without knowing that they were strangers to him. And he in order to so-called future, unexpectedly ungrateful, clinging to the women do not love to live a rich but humble life, blasphemy against their noble pay and love. He got everything, but he lost his conscience.

He stumbled into the earthen house where he had been raised. His father groped in the air with his hands and asked, who is it? He cried out "Dad" and fell to his knees. Eyes blind, just can not see the world of all things, and the heart blind, can not see the great family. At that moment, thousands of words are unable to express, the only thing he knows is, how should he walk the road after