This is an event that happened 20 years ago, and it still hurts to think about it. That year, I was admitted to China University of Political Science and Law , becoming the first college student in the township to walk out of the mountains and into Beijing, and became the focus of attention for the ten miles and eight townships.
I am young, full of pride and pride. For a moment, he was full of spirits and pride, and felt that he could walk sideways.
On that day, the city held an education commendation meeting. The top students will be rewarded by the city. Students and parents can take the stage together to receive the award (receiving money). I was dressed in red flowers and sitting in the front row holding the admission notice. Waiting hard, my father has not yet arrived.
The meeting started, when the host said my name. My father, who rushed in at no time, stepped onto the podium from the back of the auditorium. He was wearing a pair of worn-out yellow rubber shoes with mud stained on them, a crumpled army yellow dress, and a straw hat on his head. He stood on the stage with a smirk, and was almost at a loss. Compared with the parents of other classmates around him, it was a world of difference.
The classmates and parents laughed, and the host was amused. My eyes met other classmates in the same class, and I felt their mocking and strange eyes. I lowered my head in embarrassment, and didn't dare to make contact with others.
After stepping down, the teacher and the fathers of other classmates greeted everyone to take pictures together. Seeing his father still leaning forward, I couldn't bear it, and said angrily: "Don't be ashamed of me. Dress like this and go back!" ". The father was startled at first, looked at the classmates and parents around him, said nothing, and then left silently.
later,I went to Beijing to go to university. During the four years my father had never been to Beijing or my school, even where my university classmates were, my father would consciously avoid it. After graduation, I went to another city to work in the court. I have been working for more than three years. Although my father has come to see me in this city, he has never been to my unit, nor has he seen my colleagues.
Until one day, my uncle was sued for driving while drunk, and the case happened to be in our court. Several of my uncles and aunts dared not call me. They put all their hopes on my father and urged my father to come to me every day.
In that afternoon, the afterglow of the midsummer sunset was sprinkled outside the window. Through the glass window, I saw my father. He was wearing a blue suit that didn't fit in his entire life. He looked so helpless, funny and discordant. I hurried to greet me, and my father looked at me and smirked, "I was afraid to shame you, I borrowed one from others."
It was my turn to be stunned, and then I remembered the scene in the auditorium many years ago. I thought that was over, I thought my father would not care. However, I did not expect that what I said back then would hurt my father so deeply! For decades, he still remembered, he still remembered to wear a suit, and he still remembered not to shame his son.
I shed tears...
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