It was a snowy night in the month of Layue, and with a loud cry, a baby was born in the morning, and the father who was waiting outside was so happy that he went to give the good news to his grandmother despite the cold wind and the thick snow.
Since having this daughter, his father has come back from pears and shooting targets or harvesting crops, and he will always sit on his lap before eating. During the New Year's holidays, I tied a red head rope for my daughter to help her tie her braids and made her her favorite lantern.
No, it's the Lantern Festival again, and the girl asks her mother, "Mom, I'm six years old, does Dad still make lanterns?""Yes, your dad will do it for you every year." Sure enough, in the afternoon, the father took out the prepared materials, hemp poles, bamboo poles, etc., only to see him cut the hemp pole into a few small pieces with bamboo skewers to butt, put together a rectangular Kuang Kuang, and then bent a bamboo strip into a bow into the hole of a small piece of wood to fix the bottom of it, and then put this out of Kuang Kuang, and then use the landscape painting painted by the daughter herself, smeared with sauce paste and pasted around. The daughter did not forget to hand over a cup of hot water, the father smiled and took the cup and drank a few sips, and praised: "The daughter has grown up and is sensible", he put down the cup and continued to do, the lantern was ready immediately, the daughter was very happy, although it was still very cold outside, but still couldn't wait to go to the lantern.
When it finally got dark, my father lit a candle and inserted it into the lantern, and the white paper was made transparent by the candlelight, lighting up the green mountains and green waters, the flowers were more colorful, the butterflies were flying, and the fish were swimming in the water, lifelike, what a beautiful lantern!
The girl picked up the lantern and rushed out of the house, and the children gathered together with the lanterns bought by their parents, and they sometimes lined up in a long line, shouting, "Hit the lantern, hit the lantern"!Sometimes they formed a big circle to see whose lantern was the brightest, and my father stood under the doorway, smiling and watching.
When I was in elementary school, when I encountered a windy and rainy day, the girl was often too lazy to rush home for lunch, and my father would bring a large porcelain jar to the school, and ordered to eat it while it was hotThe girl eats the fragrant meal, looks at the back of her father in the distance, and her heart is full of happiness!
The years are unforgiving, the father is in his seventies, and the daughter is also middle-aged, and the father is still selflessly dedicating his love.
Father is the best person for you.