reunion

The New Year is here, although the air is still a little steep, but it is filled with a faint warmth, and people's hearts are alive. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The leaves began to turn green, and the birds returning from the north brought greetings from thousands of miles away. Text messages with the sincerity of friends came from all over the country. There are those who talk about old love, those who wish me good health and safety, those who talk freely about work, and those who are determined to renew their ambitions in the new year - at the end, they can't forget the phrase: "Happy New Year!".

The bell of the new year rings, turning into a spur, leaving behind the loss of the old year, and achieving a new hope and dream. New psalms are reconceived, new rainbows are repainted. Warm blessings from thousands of miles away dispel the hypocrisy of the cold night and add wisps of clear candlelight. At night, there is a very gentle wind.

When the bell rings, take off the winter cold, pick a few spring flowers, weave them into a gorgeous garland, and be a bride again.

The bell rang, the car of time drove away the young childishness, the eyes full of strange maturity waiting for me to recognize again, I could not be cowardly, nor would I give up on myself. The bell rang, and I pulled a beam of wind and walked towards the clear dawn.

Happy New Year!

In 2003, we were finally together forever after two years apart. Your hukou has been transferred to Chengdu, and after the Spring Festival, you will be eagerly received by your mother to Chengdu. I applied for the Golden Boy Kindergarten for you and paid a sponsorship fee of 3,000 yuan.

Because the dormitory in Qin's father's factory is being demolished, we rent a 40-square-meter house in Shuangnan Juyuan, the room is too small to only put a bed, and a thick floor is laid next to the bed. I'm sorry, son, I have wronged you for the time being.

The first few nights you arrived in Chengdu, I watched you fall asleep and listened to your breathing all night. It's been two years, and I've finally been so close to you every day, I'm so happy and satisfied, I can hardly sleep. Is this true? Are you really there for me? I often hug you and kiss you, and Dad Qin said that I doted on you too much.

The kindergarten is some distance from home, and we have to go to work again, so we have to ask Granny Zhang next door to pick you up and give her 100 yuan a month. We wanted to give her more, but she only took so much symbolically. Because on the one hand, she likes you very much, and on the other hand, she has a grandson, Ma Qiang, who has the same birthday as you, but is only two years older than you. Brother Ma Qiang often takes you to play, and you are like brothers. One day Ma Qiang was naughty and was beaten by her mother, you immediately rushed to her house, grabbed the stick in your aunt's hand, and told Ma Qiang's brother to run! Auntie looked at the four-year-old you crying and laughing, and talked to your mother at night about you with her eyes wide open and yelling at her: "Don't beat my brother!" The scene also smiled from ear to ear.

Granny Zhang later moved, and we found Grandpa Wu from the neighboring community to pick you up. The old man's children are all older, and they all live separately, and the old couple are idle, and they take it as a pleasure to pick you up. The two old men love you very much, and when your mother can't pick you up on time, Grandpa Wu not only leaves you to eat, but also tutors you with your homework. We have been in contact with Grandpa Wu and Granny Zhang for many years, and sometimes we will invite the two elderly people to dinner and give a little gift on holidays to thank them for their affection for you.

You are really a lively and lovely child in Juyuan, very caring and with a sense of justice.

One time my mother came home from work and saw you and a teenage older sister rummaging around the house, and you said, "I was looking for something for my sister to eat, and she was hungry." "Later I learned from the security guard that she was a madman, and you took her home while the security guard was chasing her away. Another time, two children were fighting in the yard, and the father of one child ran out to scold the other child, and the child who was scolded did not dare to speak. You, who are playing next to you, administer justice, accuse that uncle of not being right, and explain the facts. I was cooking in the kitchen and I had a great view of it. Son, mom is proud of you. You are upright and unsuspecting, full of trust and love for this society, and you are the best gift from God to your mother.

There have been some things that have made me anxious this year. I will be very distressed when Brother Coco bullies you and beats you, and Father Qin has to protect his son again. He said it's normal for boys to fight, and it's your business that you can't win. I'm so sad, I don't want you to be hurt and bullied by anyone, we quarreled a few times, and even had the idea of divorce at one point. But afterwards, you didn't care about Coco's domineering, and you still played well with him. Maybe mom cares about you too much? Or did you deliberately do it to give your mother a good look and reassure her? Or were you meant to be a kind and cheerful boy?

Mom is often on duty in the hospital, and Qin's father often travels on business, and when you are four years old, you have a house key around your neck every day that does not match your age. Most of the time, Granny Zhang or Grandpa Wu will drop you off at the door and watch you tiptoe to open the door (you have to open the door yourself) before leaving with confidence.

One time I was on duty and you called and said, "Mom, I'm bleeding a lot from my hand!" ”

"Baby, why are you bleeding?" I thought you were joking.

"I wanted to eat apples, and I cut them with my fingers when I cut them with a knife." You have a mouth in your voice.

I was in a hurry, and quickly asked you to go to Granny Zhang next door to help stop the bleeding.

Baby, Mom doesn't have much to expect, I just want you to be safe and healthy all your life!

By the way, the following article was created for you by my mother at the unit art festival, and won the "Winning Award" in the performance recitation, I hope you will really like it after seeing it in the future.

Angel's smile

-- I would like to give this document to all medical personnel

The silver moonlight shone down in front of the window, and the room was silent. You're asleep, reclining on an old wicker chair. Your countenance is as serene as a god, pure and quiet in the dappled shadow of the moon. Gently carrying you to bed, you keep murmuring in your sleep: "Mommy, Mommy! "—Your whispers have plucked my softest heart like a reed, and tears can't help but fall." I'm sorry, son, forgive me! "Countless nights, I've said the same thing to you. Caressing your soft little face, listening to your even breathing, in the shadow of the moon, my thoughts danced softly in the sky, soaking in the room little by little.

When we first moved to Chengdu, we didn't adapt to the new environment, but it was your well-behaved and understanding that made us quickly familiar and harmonious with our neighbors and colleagues. Mom often works night shifts, and dad travels for a long time, and you learn to take care of yourself at the age of four. Every weekend, when we all go to work, you get up and dress yourself, and then make milk and eat bread; Make your own instant noodles at noon. After finishing your homework, you bring your toys to the neighbor's house to play with the children. Soon, many people in the community got to know you and your mother working in the hospital. Kind neighbors often leave you at home for dinner, and sometimes take you to the park to play; Corey's colleagues often buy you delicious food and play with you. Because of you, we have become friends with many of our neighbors; Because of you, the office is full of warmth. You are kind-hearted and brave, you will give your beloved bread to the gray-haired old man, and you will fight for the wronged big brother. You are filial and considerate, whenever my mother is tired, you will use your little hands to beat my back, pinch my shoulders, and sometimes bring water to wash my mother's feet; When Dad goes out, you put down his rolled-up trouser legs for him and remind him to grab the keys and briefcase. Child, you give us so much happiness and joy, and all we give you is worry and concern. I remember one hot afternoon, I was at work. You called to say that your hand was scratched and bleeding while peeling an apple. I was in a hurry, but all I could do was tell you on the phone to hold my bleeding finger and ask a neighbor for help......

People say we are angels, but you are your mother's angel. Because of your presence, our work becomes more meaningful; Because of your silent support, we can work with peace of mind, make more families happy, and make more children grow up happily and healthily.

Oh, you laughed, did you dream that your mother took you to the park to play, or did you remember the lullaby that your mother used to sing for you? You still want to hear it, don't you?

"Sleep, sleep, my little darling, the stars accompany you, the moon hangs in the treetops; Sleep, sleep, my little darling, Yun'er is smiling slightly, and the wind is singing......"