One of the hardest things I remember as a child is learning to ride a bike for the first time.

I remember the first time I learned to ride a bicycle in the spring of 1979, when I was still in the second grade of elementary school in our village.

In the countryside at that time, families were still eating big pot rice. All the people rely on their work to support their families. In the countryside at that time, there were hardly any modern tools. It's almost hard to see a car. (Actually, there were cars at that time, but because of my young age at the time, I didn't go far away.) That's why when I saw a car, I was very curious. Once mischievous, turned off the gas pedal of a car fuel tank. Take pleasure in it. )

On the eve of the Spring Festival that year, my eldest brother actually bought a 'Hongqi' brand bicycle from Weinan and returned home.

In rural China at that time, there were very few means of transportation. A family with a few bicycles in a village is considered to be a wealthy family. So, ever since my family bought a bicycle, our house has been filled with crowds. They are all eager to try, competing to learn to ride a bicycle, and it has become a hobby for many people.

For such a hard-won item, the eldest brother naturally regards it as a treasure. So, in peacetime, he locked his bicycle in his home.

After seeing that everyone else was learning to ride a bicycle, my heart was ready to move, so I pestered my eldest brother to learn how to ride a bicycle.

Whew-whew—the north wind howled, the trees swayed in the cold wind, and the willow branches whipped in the air like leather whips.

The branches of the tung trees, which had lost their leaves, were full of fluffy, shiny silver branches. The sky was overcast, and the snowflakes were scattered disturbedly. The evergreen pine and cypress trees are covered with heavy snow, and the wind keeps blowing in the air.

Today is the day Cher was discharged from the hospital, and no one picked her up. Early in the morning, Xue'er declined the kindness of the head nurse, Tingting, to invite her to stay at home for a few days.

In the past few days when her parents were away, Sister Tingting took care of her warmly and said some happy things to tease her. How can Xue'er bear to trouble Sister Tingting? Sister Tingting's daily work is busy enough, so Xue'er doesn't want to become Sister Tingting's "little burden".

While Tingting's sister was leading the nurses on routine ward rounds, the sensible Xue'er quietly left the hospital and walked aimlessly in the snow, walking......

She was weak, stumbling and stumbling step by step. She was at a loss, not knowing where she was going.

Since she was diagnosed with blood cancer, her parents have gone from verbal abuse to tearing and beating each other every day. No, a few days before she was about to be discharged from the hospital, her parents divorced.

When they left, they settled the hospital's arrears and left some money for her. The mother went to a distant place, saying that she was looking for a cure for her daughter, but she didn't believe that her lovely daughter would be saved. Dad went to the south and said he was going to make a big deal. At home, only my grandmother was left, as cold as an ice kiln.

Cher, walking slowly in the snow alone. She stretched out her hand, and the snowflakes landed in her palm, and gradually, gradually, gradually, melted...... It's like the love of parents that is gone forever. She can never go back to the past.

Cher lifted her handsome and thin face, stuck out her tongue and licked the snowflakes that fell on the tip of her tongue, and slowly closed her eyes. She thought of her dear grandmother: she seemed to see her kind grandmother standing on crutches at the head of the village looking at her in this open snowy field. Thinking of her grandmother, Cher's tears came out of her eyes, and she didn't wipe them, letting the tears flow down her cheeks.

The wind, always blowing, snowflakes, always drifting in the air. Xue'er has been looking at the road leading to her hometown stupidly.

"Didi-Didi-" With a few car horns and a "quack" brake sound, a light green car stopped beside Xue'er.

"Hey, isn't this Xue'er?Why did you get out of the hospital alone?" With the voice, a woman in her early thirties stepped out of the car: her eyes were as clear as a lake, and her long eyelashes flashed. The tone and demeanor were full of concern and greetings.

Xue'er looked for prestige: I saw that the person who came was wearing a white down jacket, black bottoming warm pants, and high black boots, and the whole person was dignified and beautiful.

"Teacher Zhao, I, I'm discharged......" Xue'er couldn't help crying when she saw the amiable homeroom teacher, Teacher Zhao Yun.

"Cher, don't cry. Yesterday evening, I just heard about your parents, the teacher is late! Get in the car and stay at the teacher's house for a while. Teacher Zhao said while holding Xue'er with both hands.

"Teacher-" Hearing the teacher's gentle voice and feeling the teacher's warm hands, bursts of warmth welled up in Xue'er's heart, and she felt a sense of solidity and security deep in her heart.

Cher stayed at the teacher's house for two days, and couldn't help but miss her grandmother's torment, she ignored the repeated efforts of the homeroom teacher, and on a snowflake morning, Cher boarded a bus to the countryside.

The warm-hearted conductor in a red down jacket looked at Xue'er, who was pale and thin, and made an exception without accepting the child's ticket, and sent her to the entrance of the village where she was going, and stuffed Xue'er with a few buns before getting off the bus.

With tears in her eyes, Cher watched the departing bus go away, and only turned into the village when she couldn't see it. The snowy village was silent, only a few dog barks faintly, Cher's thin figure walked in the village lanes, she walked around the rusty iron fence, and at the end, there was a large backyard, empty, the cornices in the corners seemed to rot in the next second, only some weeds and wild flowers were still blooming.

The vine-climbing plants are particularly verdant, climbing the wall, stretching hard, the branches and vines are intertwined with the cold, all over the wall, with their own bodies, stubbornly guarding this place. A low and dilapidated old house stood dangerously beside Mo, and the smoke of cooking rose from behind the old house, like a dancing white silk, slowly climbing the top of a tall tree, wrapping it silently.

Xue'er stood in front of the chai door and couldn't help but shout: "Grandma, she is calling grandma while staggering towards the inside."

"Squeak", as the black ochre fan opened, she saw the kind grandmother on crutches, trembling at the door: "Xue'er! Is it Xue'er?"

Cher desperately threw herself into her grandmother's warm embrace, holding back her tears all the way and flowing down in a hurry. She cried sadly, her little shoulders sobbing and shaking.

Grandma caressed her granddaughter's cold face lovingly with her cracked, wrinkled, and slightly rough hands, and said one after another: "Good, don't cry! Grandma, it's really my Cher! Grandma is going to see you, and the eggs are all saved, but Grandma's legs are so painful that she can't walk, and she gets motion sickness...... What about your father? Where's your mother? Why don't you come back with me?"

At the mention of her parents, tears of grievance once again burst out of Xue'er's eyes, and she sobbed and whimpered to tell her grandmother about her parents' divorce.

"They left you alone in the hospital? These two evil animals! They are inhumane, and tigers don't eat their children! They would abandon their own flesh and bones?" Grandma was so angry that she burst into tears, beating her chest and scolding.

"My baby, don't cry, tell grandma, are you better?"

"Grandma, I always feel tired, I don't want to eat, and I always have nosebleeds. They said I had blood cancer and was hopeless. Grandma, can Xue'er's illness be cured? Xue'er doesn't want to die, Xue'er still wants to go to school, and Xue'er still wants to be with you forever......"

Cher blinked at her beautiful childish eyes adorned with long eyelashes, looked at her grandmother and muttered.

"Good girl, good Xue'er, easy to cure! Leukemia must be curable, my poor baby ......"

The old man held his grandson tightly in his arms, his lips trembled slightly, and drops of crystal tears slowly and slowly slipped down her battered face and landed on the placket of the old man's clothes......

Xue'er slowly broke away from her grandmother's embrace and said, "Grandma, I, I really want to build a snow dog." ”

"Well, I'll rest on Cher's, grandma will go and pile it for you. Grandma quickly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and said softly to her grandson.

"No, grandma, I'm going to build a beautiful snow dog myself. "Okay, Xue'er is awesome! You build it yourself, grandma will go and make you something to eat!" After speaking, grandma bent her waist, leaned on a cane, and beat her waist from time to time with one hand, accompanied by a few coughs, and walked slowly towards the stove room. Xue'er looked at her grandmother, if it weren't for the lack of strength in her body, she really wanted to go up and help the old man.

After eating, Cher was interested, and she vigorously piled the snow together. Grandma moved a small stool and sat on the side looking at her grandson, the wrinkles on her forehead seemed to be stretched out at this moment, a pair of eyes had already narrowed into crooked crescents, and the corners of her old mouth showed a trace of kindness. Slowly, Cher's face grew paler, the shovel slipped from her hand, and she collapsed to the ground. The grandmother trembled and helped her granddaughter up, and said distressedly: "Good, obedient, go into the house to rest, let's pile up tomorrow." Xue'er was helped into the house by her grandmother, and she lay down on her grandmother's warm kang and fell asleep quietly......

When Xue'er woke up, it was already dawn, and she couldn't see her grandmother on the kang, so she hurriedly got dressed and searched the house, but she still couldn't see her grandmother's shadow. "With such a heavy snowfall, such a cold weather, where will Grandma go?" said Cher to herself. Suddenly, she thought of something, and walked to the door in three steps and two steps. When she opened the door, she was stunned by the scene in front of her: a cute little snowdog smiling at her with dark and shining eyes, and the little snowdog still had a rose in its mouth. Next to the little snow dog, she saw her grandmother sitting cross-legged with a smile on her lips. Grandma seemed very tired and weak, and she sat there motionless with a thick layer of snow.

"Grandma—" Cher cried and ran to her grandmother, but she didn't speak, as if she were asleep. Cher didn't dare to alarm her grandmother, she quietly sat down next to her grandmother, and sat motionless next to her grandmother.