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It's been a long time since I've spoken to you.
The last time I spoke to you, it was 25 years ago. Before dawn, I wore a thin coat and followed you to the intersection.
Now that you've grown up, I won't beat you anymore, we're all outside, you have to know what to do."
"That was the first time that you didn't hit me when I made a serious mistake, but educated me with a serious heart. But before I could understand and comprehend, it was the last time we met.
I will always remember that morning, cold, dim, and that little rough village road.
At that time, I didn't know what it meant to lose a loved one, no pain, no sorrow, no life and death, no grief. When the adults around me cried, I cried too. There are many people from all over the country, including adults, children, and the elderly.
I forgot who wrapped a white cloth around my head, and I kowtowed a lot, staining my clothes. The final ceremony ended in the fire, and I couldn't wait to remove the white cloth that I felt uncomfortable, ugly and ashamed.
It was as if after this day, everyone around me said that I had changed, become polite, sensible, and mature. Both in study and in life, they are more progressive and independent.
At the same time, there were some changes in my psyche. I avoided talking about everything about you, and I didn't want and didn't dare to let anyone know that I had lost you. Perhaps, I really have a little low self-esteem.
After graduating from high school, I couldn't wait to leave my hometown and spend four years of college alone in a strange city, and then came to Shanghai alone to work, live and take root.
There is no cheating and trickery, never being lazy to eat, step by step, and I also understand and understand the difficulty and bitterness of running around for the whole family when you were a child.
Now that I am your age, your child's child is your child's age.
They all say that I am like you, dare to think and dare to do.
Finally, I became someone else's child.
On the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, I went to visit you and spoke for a while. Your granddaughter asked if this was **ah, and I said this was grandpa's home.
The tombstone in front of the grave has been mottled and blurred, and the words are not clear.
To this day, I still feel like you're not dead, you're just living your life somewhere in this world, and maybe at some point in the future, we'll meet unexpectedly.
Someone asked me if I had ever seen a ghost? I said I've seen it, in a very affirmative tone. I don't know if it's a dream or reality, but if you see you next time, please give me a few seconds and let me say "Dad, I miss you" to you.