When this title was written, Ah Yong was a little stunned, it's been more than a year, time flies, and the white horse has passed! hereon

Thank you to all the dear book friends who have been supporting and paying attention to Ah Yong, I am very emotional!

In the past year, Yong's life has been turned upside down. My father, an honest farmer, worked hard all his life but eventually failed to wake up due to a brain stem hemorrhage.

My father, an authentic farmer, did not have much education, did not understand the outside world, and did not have too lofty ideals, his whole life was a struggle to create a better life for his family and children, his life was glorious and great, for me.

My father was a carpenter, and when I was young, my father could make furniture for every family in the village, and at that time, people had to hire carpenters for their daughters to marry, their sons to marry, and to build new houses. So until I went to elementary school, my family was happy.

Later, with the progress of society, my father's profession gradually declined, and my honest father had to start a transformation, and in the nineties, during the most difficult years in China, my father worked as a mason, a small businessman, a scrap buyer, and a porcelain seller......

In the end, his father became a mason, he used to be a carpenter, so he could only do small jobs, responsible for moving bricks and mud, and doing the hardest work to slowly support Ah Yong to college.

The difficult family supports a student, so the family is also tight, and the father has nothing but hard work. Her mother has a fiery temper and often quarrels with her father about the trivial matters of life, but Ah Yong knows that they are all caused by too hard life.

At that time, Ah Yong's sister had just gotten married, and my little niece was about to be born.

My mother was sent home because she had a hidden illness caused by going out to work, and my mother was no longer able to move at that time. At that time, I was still a young hairy boy, and all I thought about all day was how to study well and fall in love with my girlfriend.

Although my mother couldn't move, in order not to delay my studies, she hid her illness, saying that she was too tired and asked me not to worry about her.

I was simple-minded, and I believed my mother's words and went to a high school forty miles away from home, but the next day came the bad news: my mother had died.

Twenty days before my college entrance examination, my mother passed away, and the cause of death is unknown.

All these years I have wondered what was wrong with my mother and why she died so soon.

Later, Ah Yong recalled that her mother had told me that she would have paralysis of her hands and feet at night, but at that time, the family was very poor, and there was really no money to check for her mother. I don't want to cut off my mother's life like that, which is a regret that I can't forgive myself in my life.

My father suffered no worse than me, but he still endured it silently, and then when I took a winter vacation for the New Year, my father cried for a long time because he missed his mother sitting on the bed on the first day of the new year, and it was then that I really understood how deep the relationship between my father and mother was.

When my mother passed away, in order to encourage me to continue to review, he encouraged me, comforted me, and encouraged Ah Yong with a smile, and finally I was admitted to a two-book university.

In order to send me to college, my father saved money to raise tuition fees for me in those years. Our father and son began to live a hard life, and if there is hardship, if there is no hope, the more people can arouse their fighting spirit.

My four years of college were a part-time job, and all I wanted to do was to find an extra part-time job and solve the problem of eating by the way. My father was at home saving money for me to pay for my college tuition.

For four years, my father and I went through all the hardships, and eventually I finished college, and my father became thinner and older.

After graduating from university, he found a job in Nanjing, more than 1,000 yuan a month, except for being able to support himself, there was no surplus at all, but my father felt very relieved.

But I knew in my heart that I, a teenager from the countryside, was not suitable for this fast-paced society at all. After graduation, I made more and more money, and my father was worried about my marriage, and in the past few years, my father has been paying for me, and someone has introduced him to the continuation of the string, but my father did not agree in the end.

When he was 13 years old, Ah Yong finally got married, and his father was very sad that day, he was sad because his mother was not by his side, and because he finally fulfilled the duties of a father. I didn't pay much attention to my father that day, but I felt a little sympathy for him in a moment of sadness, and then I was diluted by the joy of marriage.

Life in the city gradually cut off my feelings and contact with my father, the weekly phone call, has become a fragile ribbon between my father and Ah Yong, the son, to maintain the relationship, sometimes too busy with work to forget to call my father, but my father is in mind, if I don't call him every week, he will definitely call me for two more days to ask if I am safe.

The hustle and bustle of city life made me and my father no longer on the same dimension, at that time I would often dislike my father calling, I always said nonchalantly, didn't I just forget, I didn't know how much damage my unintentional words caused to my father at that time.

But I just don't know.

As I grew older, I was able to understand my father's loneliness and loneliness, and I called him on time every week to care about his health and health. Although I was worried about my father, I still couldn't make up my mind to go back to my hometown, and I always thought that I had come out of the countryside and didn't want to go back.

Because my father is still alone, I once tried to persuade my father not to go out to work anymore, but he didn't listen, his reason made people feel sad: when I went out to work, a group of people talked and laughed and didn't think that a day had passed, and if I was alone at home, I panicked.

I hated why I always couldn't understand my father's words at that time, and always thought that his health was fine and he could wait for another two years. When he was mixed outside, he bought a house and took him over to take care of him, but ......

People in my hometown always like to talk about the false year, it was the year before when my father was fifty-nine years old, I began to celebrate his birthday, I thought this was filial piety.

Last year was my father's 60th birthday, and my family and my sister gathered together to celebrate my father's 60th birthday, but not long after his 60th birthday, my father left me forever due to a brain stem hemorrhage.

Father's life is a life of struggle, is a life of endless life, and my unfilial son is a bad example, I hope to see Ah Yong's words of the book friends, take good care of your parents, they are the people who love you the most in this life, don't regret it after losing.

Someone once said that good things are not not owned, but never cherished, when you get it, you don't care, and when you lose it, you regret it, which is the biggest sorrow in life.

Ah Yong is the saddest person in the world, and at the age of 30, he is a child whose parents have died.

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Alas, Rory has said so much, everyone may get tired of it, let's talk about something else.

At first, Ah Yong began to write essays.,The sullen otaku who had only written essays at most before started a codeword career.。

The hard-working code word, by the way, sits in a dream of becoming a god overnight. As time passed, the passion for writing and the motivation to be recognized became more and more, and gradually numbness and fatigue took over my thin body.

But Ah Yong has a long-standing belief in his heart that I may never be able to persist in doing one thing for so long in my life, so let this book become a memorial for me.

So I encourage myself day by day, insist on code words, even if it's late and tired, you have to stick to code words, but sometimes you still can't hold on, if you have been paying attention to this article, you will know that Ah Yong is lazy a lot of times. Once again, Ah Yong apologized to his relatives, I failed to do my duty as a writer.

Writing a book in the Internet era is a very wonderful process, readers like to read and want to read are quickly fed back to the author, as for how to write, the author needs to figure it out and show it as soon as possible.

Ah Yong is a newcomer, and many things and skills in writing are being explored, so if you see the bad things in this article, please bear with me, and Ah Yong thank you here.

At the same time, as a novice writer, Ah Yonghai made many mistakes. For example, Ah Yong's setting of "anti-piracy", for a while, pirated readers have been complaining about why the chapters of this book are wrong and repeated.

Ah Yong will smile when he sees anywhere, haha, my little plan has succeeded.

With the development of online novels today, piracy has become a cancer in the industry, and although I am a street writer, I hate these pirates and pirated websites.

Ah Yong has grown a lot of white hair in order to write articles, why can pirates and pirate websites steal what I have worked so hard to write for free, but for their own benefit?

Some of my author friends are complaining that readers will come to me at every turn: "I can afford to read your books", and it is true that Xiaopu Street writers have no readers and no subscriptions, so they can only go to full attendance.

Full attendance is only a few hundred dollars a month, in this era, what can a few hundred dollars buy? Readers are holding their mobile phones, watching with relish, and then going to the book review area to urge: Can you write faster?

Whenever I see such a reader's message, I have an urge to delete it immediately, of course, this is not my reader, it is other author friends have encountered, what is the situation in this era, why can people who enjoy the fruits of other people's labor for free still be able to yell at the coder with confidence, how is this logic formed?

Of course, my appeal is just my own complaint, everyone can see it, and if you can't see it, forget it.