He began to work very hard, cultivating a few acres of land in his house alone, and when he had a little free time, he went to a nearby construction site to work. When I got home, he had to cook and do laundry for me, and he wouldn't let me do the housework or work in the fields. He said that my Meimei's hands are used for reading and writing, not for farm work and housework.

My academic performance is very good, which has always been his pride, and when I went to Fuzhou to study at university, he took me to the North Railway Station to take the train. Along the way, we were all silent, and he only told me to take care of myself, eat more, and not save. I know where I come from, so I know what makes it too much for me to travel alone. However, I really need someone to relax, a year of college life is not as good as I imagined, I can't go up in professional study, I fail to change majors, my boyfriend splits my legs, I don't get along with my roommates, one blow after another makes me physically and mentally exhausted, I urgently need to change the environment, a person, and a different mood.

During the summer vacation, I stayed at school for a month, worked as a temporary worker, borrowed some money from a few familiar classmates, and scraped together more than 4,000 yuan. I want to go somewhere, away from the world, I call it "Finding the Peach Blossom Paradise." "Starting from A, to Phoenix Ancient City, and then to Yunbei Dali.

Father just said lightly meaningfully, when you grow up, it's time to go out for a walk alone.

Then, he took out a bank card from his crumpled jacket pocket and handed it to me, which contained more than 2,000 yuan, you can use it. I hesitated for a moment, but still took the bank card in his hand, and I couldn't bear to look back and see the thick calluses in his hands.

I packed my bags and booked my plane ticket, it was my first flight, and I felt uneasy, even though it was only a few hours, but it seemed like centuries had passed. I'm so scared, I'm so scared that I'm going to crash, I'm afraid I'm going to die.

But I finally arrived at the destination, the road was not as sinister as I imagined, the people who came out to play, most of them have stories, good hearts, and I always feel that someone is watching over me from afar, guarding me, and even, on the train from Hunan to Dali, when I fall asleep at night, I vaguely feel that someone is covering me with a quilt.

What impressed me was that during the trip, I saw a little girl who was only four or five years old, happily riding on her father's shoulder, and the father shook the little girl's chubby little hand and said, "When Yingying grows up to be a big girl, my father will not be able to hold it."

I couldn't help but stop and watch, I used to be so happy, simple happiness, without scruples. It's just that as I've gotten older, I feel more and more out of place in this society. I tried to escape, but there was always one person who I couldn't let go of, and made me miss it day and night.

At that moment, my heart was moved.

This world is so big, but there are only two people, my father and me. Thinking of being alone outside, for the first time, I felt a little sour. It turns out that it is only when you leave home and go far away that you know who you miss the most.

When I first entered university, I was full of joy and attracted me to everything that was unfamiliar. However, gradually, there were more worries and worries, and the teacher looked at me coldly due to the failure of the final grades. Since I didn't know how to wear makeup, my boyfriend thought I was too cheesy and went to find another girl. Since I was from the countryside, my roommates hated me for having a strange smell and didn't let me go with them in groups.

When I thought that I had been abandoned by the whole world, I came to a strange place, and I deeply realized that there is still someone who will never leave me.

That's my dear father.

As expected, this is an extremely pleasant journey, the beauty, people, and things in the journey are deeply warm to me, girls should indeed go out for a walk, see the world, so as not to be depressed every day.

Unfortunately, I didn't have a camera with me to capture all this wonderful event, so I think I'll forget it soon. I try to open my eyes and enjoy the feast of this journey in a visual way, write down as much as I can, and leave fewer regrets if I can.

I regained my spirits and entered the sophomore year without shock, the days passed quickly, and every time I came home from Fuzhou, I felt a sour feeling when I saw my father's sideburns adding gray hair to his sideburns. But as soon as he saw me come home, he would be as excited as a child, Meimei is back, she is hungry, what do you want to eat, Dad will get it.

In the second semester of my senior year, I was going back to Xiamen for an internship, when I was tidying up at home that day, I happened to find a small box under the bed, patent leather, very clean, there were only two people in the house, I knew that this was my father's thing, and it was extremely precious, otherwise I would not wipe it so clean every day.

Curiosity prompted me to open the little box, and to my great surprise, there were more than 200 photos neatly placed in the box, and the protagonist of the photos was me, and I had grown from a little girl to a big girl. What I didn't expect was that the last 80 or so photos were actually from my freshman summer vacation, and I instantly understood that I was not alone on that trip, and my father had always been paying attention to me and caring for me in a way that was unique to me and I didn't know.

Thinking of my childhood in kindergarten, I was young and weak, I was often bullied, and my father would hide and watch after sending me to kindergarten to see if there were other children bullying me. My dear father, who only had the knowledge level of the third grade of primary school, learned to use a bank card to save money, take a train, and take photos after I was born.

After 16 years of companionship, when I realized that my father was already old.

That day, I put on a cotton skirt and accompanied my father to visit relatives, and my father said, time flies so fast, in the blink of an eye, my Meimei has become a big girl!

I laughed, time seemed to go back to my carefree childhood, I was still the squeamish little girl who needed my father to shelter me from the wind and rain anytime and anywhere.

We supported each other together, facing the light of the setting sun, and walked slowly, for fear of stepping on the time.

We set off from home, first to the second aunt's house, through the eldest uncle's house, and the eldest cousin's house, and finally, to the third uncle's house. On that trip, my father hid behind me and followed in my footsteps. And this time, we were all together, walking and walking, forgetting the time.

"Meimei, look at it!" Under an old locust tree, my father was smiling, and even the wrinkles on his face seemed to bloom into beautiful flowers. He held the camera halfway up in his hand and half-closed one eye.

"Okay, one, two, three, eggplant."

As always, I struck a scissor-hand pose, and with the click of the camera, my father once again recorded my growth through the lens. I saw him staring at the camera like a child, smirking at the camera, looking very closely, laughing loudly.

The people in my third uncle's family made fun of me, and they said, Meimei, you are about to graduate from college, should you find a boyfriend to marry? At your age, if you hadn't studied, you would have gotten married.

All of a sudden, I was afraid, I knew that I had not been with my father long, and I was afraid that after I became someone else's wife, there would be no one to protect me to such an extent. But everyone will grow up, and they will have to face strength alone. I thought I knew this very early, but my father knew it much earlier than me. That's why he agreed to let me travel alone. However, he was reluctant to let me go after all, so he quietly followed me and followed me on the plane, and I don't know if my father would be worried about the crash at that time. Follow me to linger in the ancient city of Phoenix, in the beautiful ancient artistic conception of Shen Congwen's writing. Follow me, see the white clouds floating in the blue sky of Dali, Yunnan, and feel the unique ethnic minority customs. He watched me sleep peacefully and tiredly, covered me with a quilt, and looked after my luggage. Maybe in his eyes, I was still just a child all along, even though I had already grown up.

Those photos are my father's secret. Those passing scenery are the most beautiful imprint in my heart.

The colorful years used to confuse me, but now I will be more energetic and strong, because there has always been such a person in my life who is watching over my growth.

Someday, on a breezy day, I will take my father with me, in the way I know, to travel.

The person in front of him kept talking, and Lu Yifan looked at it and fell into deep thought.

A sneer rose at the corner of his lips, good for you Ye Yipeng.

"Next, there will be different colors, different colors, representing the same dream."

Liang Fanxin's eyes were full of thoughts, and he looked at the person in front of him motionlessly.

Autumn is coming, and the weather is getting cooler.

On Friday afternoon, go home.

By the time we felt the intersection of Guzhuang Road, the bus from the Third Hospital, Xinwei, had just left.

Binglei sighed with great regret: "Alas, I missed a bus." ”

I laughed, it's okay, you can wait for the next bus.

I was wrong, sometimes it is extremely easy to wait for the next bus, it only takes about 10 minutes: but sometimes it is not so easy, such as when the bus is full and you can't get in. Or maybe the one that just drove there happened to be the last train.

We couldn't wait, so we decided to go to the terminal to see if there were any vans we could take on.

Passing by the door of a barber shop called 'Jane Eyre', the afterglow of his eyes inadvertently swept the busy situation inside.

Suddenly, I stopped.

Binglei asked me what was wrong?

I said, I seem to see the autumn coolness—

……

"Qiu Liang, you can't believe it, right? The young barber looked like you, so I pulled the bikachu ornament out of my bag and looked at the barber with heavy makeup and a popcorn head. I knew it wasn't you, I was wrong.

The day you left was February 12, 2006, and you had not graduated from primary school with the same look in your eyes, you said that you were about to leave to work in City A, and the future was bright, so you should miss me every day!

February 12th is Lin Daiyu's birthday in "Dream of Red Mansions", and my birthday also happens to be on this day, you don't have any gifts to give me, so you took out the bhikachu ornament I gave you on your 10th birthday and transferred it to my palm, happy birthday!

Bikachu's small body had a slight smile on his squinting eyes. You will never forget that in the years that we passed together, there was a memory that was exclusive to Bhikachu. Just like the middle school students of the strings are obsessed with horoscope divination, at that time, "Pokémon" was in the hot period, and most children were crazy about this Bikachu, you and I were one of them, and we didn't sign up to buy Bikachu's comics and stickers, so we drew Bikachu according to the image on TV......