This time, when I was in Wuhan to meet my parents, I learned a reality that was difficult to accept and had to accept. I began to mentally prepare myself for my parents' old age. The 67-year-old father and the 68-year-old mother are already 57 and 56 years old respectively this year. I've always been stubborn about their youth, but this meeting has completely changed my mind.
When his father arrived in Wuhan, he received a ** from his little aunt, and the content made him stunned. The little aunt told him that he could come and pull the cypress tree tomorrow, because someone had already come to pull the cart today. Dad found out that he had arrived in Wuhan and was not at home. This ** made me suddenly feel that the years between my parents were unforgiving.
*, the little aunt revealed the ** and number of cypress trees, which made me even more confused. Dad asked about the ** that was sold, and the little aunt said that she sold 30 and got 1600 yuan. However, Dad was not satisfied with this, and he mentioned with concern whether the price would increase. The little aunt confessed that there was no price increase, and she thought that the cypress tree did not look good, so she thought about it and sold it to the buyer.
All this made me wonder why Dad would suddenly buy a large number of cypress trees, and seemed so urgent that he even found someone to deal with them when he was not at home. I couldn't help but ask my dad why he bought so many cypress trees, but his answer made my heart feel heavy. It turned out that it was for the sake of making a coffin.
Dad said simply, "Make it bigger." My mother was afraid that I wouldn't understand, so she explained, "That's it, do you understand?" "My mood instantly fell silent, and I was speechless in the face of this cruel reality. Although I had seen this scene at a relative's house when I was a child, it has reappeared now, and I am deeply aware of the impermanence of life.
The aging of parents has become an irreversible fact. In recent years, my mother's hair has turned gray rapidly, and although she often dyes her hair, she still can't hide the traces of time. What shocked me even more was that I actually saw my father's gray hair. Since he was bald at a young age, he has always had short hair and even a bald head. This time, short hair grew on the sides of his bald head, but the roots of these short hairs were snow-white. I realized that my father was also full of gray hair, but because it was so short, I never noticed.
This discovery made me feel so hard to talk about it, and I could only sigh silently. Yes, my parents are old, and I am unknowingly entering middle age. I want time to slow down and let them age at a slower pace, and I want to be more mature myself so that I can give them a good old age.
In documenting the year 2024, I deeply appreciate the fragility and transience of life. May we cherish every moment, understand that the years of our parents are long and short, and may we know how to care and cherish more in the process of growing up. It was an extraordinary experience, and it was also a profound reflection on life.