The loving father is in a foreign land and has long feelings.

Climb the tree of affection and cross the Pacific Ocean.

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Feelings are hard to suppress, and tears become flowers. How time flies! My father has lived in America for nine years. I have been missing my father since the day we parted. My father's familiar figure always flashes in front of my eyes, and that kind voice always echoes in my ears.

In the first month of 2009, my wife and I took tomorrow to Shenyang to visit my father who was going to settle in the United States. Seeing that this amiable and frosty old man is leaving us for a foreign country, we are both sad and happy that he can reunite with his stepmother and long-lost family. But the thought of not knowing when I will see my father again makes my tears flow down. Dad patted me on the shoulder and comforted me kindly: "Xiaoshi, I went to America." Don't think about me. China is still my motherland and my root. Shenyang is my hometown. I will never forget my homesickness. I will return to my hometown to visit you in my lifetime. " After that, my father gave us the book "There is hope if you live" that he prepared for us. He said earnestly, "This book is well written and worth reading. After reading this book, I will definitely benefit a lot. " Then, my father took out a large stack of poems and personally copied more than 40 poems from thousands of poems he created for us to commemorate.

Dad is a respected old professor. He used to work in Northeast Electric Power Bureau, but later he was forced to dig in their school. He has been teaching for 50 years and trained countless talents. It can be said that there are 3,000 students, full of peaches and plums. Because of his good book teaching and good morality, "he has a good reason to persist, be diligent in research, and have made great academic achievements." School leaders and colleagues admire him, and students love him. To this end, his father refused to let him retire at the age of 70. Even after retirement, many schools asked him to give lectures, and many electric power departments asked him to give lectures and give guidance. Whenever he is mentioned, people will give a thumbs up. His words and deeds, bit by bit, dealing with people all show the richness and profundity of knowledge. His father's name was included in the World Who's Who many years ago.

Dad is knowledgeable and versatile. He not only made great achievements in teaching, but also had a wide range of hobbies. It is no exaggeration to describe him as knowledgeable and talented. He is diligent and studious, and studies hard until late at night every day. Usually, he scrimps and saves, but he never stints on books. Almost all the places in his home are filled with all kinds of books, both domestic and foreign, full of sweat and books. Dad has been with books all his life, and books are his loyal friends. He regards books as a spiritual sustenance and a source of strength, and never puts them down all day. Even when cooking, he has a book in his hand, and sometimes he is fascinated by the book and burns the pot dry. That year, the Haicheng earthquake spread to Shenyang, and Shenyang felt a strong earthquake. The whole building was clamoring for refuge in the square, but dad had no idea what was happening outside. No matter what his stepmother called him, he couldn't hear. He was so anxious that his stepmother ran upstairs to call him. At the moment of opening the door, my stepmother was shocked: the light on the roof shook back and forth, and things at home fell all over the floor, but my father sat on the sofa reading as if nothing had happened. At this moment. The stepmother was anxious and angry. She just took her father's arm and pulled him down. When others go abroad, big bags and small bags are daily necessities, but dad is full of books.

Life is calculated by time, and the value of life is calculated by contribution. Dad agrees with petofi's famous saying very much. He often said that time is the same for everyone. If time is wasted, so is life. 20 years old is not with me, just one inch. "If you don't work hard, the boss will be sad." Dad values time more than anything else. In his dictionary of life, only race against time is precious. After teaching in his early years, he spent five years translating a book with hundreds of thousands of words. Because he studies hard, articles often appear in newspapers. Popular science articles such as Unveiling the Mystery of Wukong, The Sorrow and Joy of Darwin and Lu Fangweng and Morning Glory were published in Shenyang Science and Technology News, which caused great repercussions. Dad also explored and studied in many fields and disciplines such as medicine, astronomy and geography, Oracle Bone Inscriptions and Zhouyi, and wrote many weighty articles. He has a profound understanding of the interpretation of Zhouyi, and his scientific research achievements have won national patents.

"It's amazing to read a book like Moon." Dad is studying science and teaching science. But my father loves literature, especially reading and writing poems. His spirit of reading and writing poems has reached a superb level, and his friends call him a talented and passionate poet. Every time he travels, he is covered with calligraphy and flowers. His song "Five Wonders"? "Jiang Shangxing Sunset Red": "The willows are on the embankment, and the flowers are scattered and dripping. The raft chased the ducks and watched the sunset in the river. "The five laws? Three Gorges Hydropower Station: "Dams stop rivers and split mountains into oceans. Xinghua has a long history and benefits the whole people. The iron tower goes through the Han Yun, the golden lantern invites the moon mother, and the mountain peak invites the wild crane. I like watching the dragon crazy. "I still remember such an impassioned poem. After the success of "Shenzhou VI" flying, he was ecstatic and filled with emotion, and wrote a poem "Partridge Sky? "Praise for Shenzhou VI:" In the golden autumn of October, people were beaming, thunder roared and the earth shook. "The Long March rocket passed through the sea of clouds, and Shenzhou VI was in orbit. Firecrackers rang, gongs and drums roared, mountains and seas laughed and colorful flags fluttered. China's contemporary romantic generation, writing new space sports. " Once we walked together in Zhaoling Park. Seeing the bronze statue of Huang Taiji in Qing Dynasty, my father improvised a poem "Impression of Zhaoling Park": "Willow yellow on the shore of the lake, wild geese flying north in the sky. The bronze statue of the Qing emperor stands tall, and the solitary grave bathes in the morning light. The winding path becomes a secluded column, and the halls and pavilions are empty. Feeling things hurts tears, Cooper recalls vicissitudes. " The strokes are beautiful and the paper falls like a cloud. "Dad's poems, with clear rhymes and elegant words, shine brilliantly in China poetry. In the National Poetry Competition, his Poem for the Old Man won the first and second prizes respectively, and was awarded the honorary certificate of "China Poet Master" by the China Poetry Association.

Dad not only writes his own poems, but also actively promotes national culture and inherits the essence of Chinese culture. He made friends with a group of poets and brought out a group of literary lovers. An old friend of his recommended his son to learn to write poetry from him. Under the patient guidance of his father, the young man lived up to expectations and won the first prize in the national poetry competition. Dad's afterheat and afterglow are injected into the creation of poetry. His words "a plum? An old gardener: "fifty years of hard work, three thousand students." "Everyone has wisdom, there are plenty of fish in the sea. Decorate the country. Colorful flowers and flowers, waves and butterflies are dancing. Skillfully weaving colorful paintings is the best in the world, weeping willows and red columns, dancing clouds. " Isn't it a true portrayal of his meticulous cultivation and training of talents?

Dad is not only my kind father, but also my respected teacher and poetry friend. He patiently taught me to write metrical poems and explained the application and skills of part of speech. I appreciate my father's poems very much, and my father likes mine. He praised: "The poems written by my daughter are sincere, sweet and beautiful, full of charm, unpretentious and impressive." In the summer of 2008, my wife and I went to see him, and petitioned my father to ask for my opinion on a long poem published in the newspaper. Father read it three times in a row and said with tears, "Xiao Shi, your poem is really good!" " How touching! You wrote incisively and vividly what the Wenchuan earthquake will do for you and the humanistic care for the government, which made people cry and moved people deeply. This is not simple! People without love and compassion can't write such a good poem. "1982, when the 12th National Congress of the Communist Party of China (CPC) was held, I was attending an organizational work conference in the city. In view of the phenomenon of "apathy of ideals and vacillation of faith" in the Party at present, I improvised a long poem "Ah My Faith" during my lunch break. A few days later, this poem was published in Jilin Daily. Dad said happily after seeing it, a person should have faith and pursue something when he is alive. This is a * * * party member should have feelings. One year, my father visited us. I asked my father to comment on the poem "How I Want to Go Home" published in the newspaper. After reading it, my father praised: "This poem is full of feelings and life, and every sentence tells the feeling of homesickness. "With my father's care and encouragement, my poetry level has improved. Dad's 70th birthday, I wrote a word for his old man's house "Chitose? Years are like spring, and people are long. What did I write in memory of my mother Xiao Chongshan? Tomb-Sweeping Day published it in the newspaper and sent it to him. After reading it, dad thought it was good, so he let his poetry friends read it. His poetry friends also said that these two words were well written. Dad is very happy to hear his friends praise his daughter. He called and said, "People have character, and poetry has a soul. As a reader, they read poetry, and as a person, they appreciate it. My daughter has grown up, improved and improved. Ok! "

My lover is yearning, studious, good character, good reputation and talented. My father likes him very much. The relationship between father and lover is not only the relationship between Weng Xu, but also a pair of bosom friends. Together, they have endless stories, ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign, and endless horizons. My father carefully read the articles published by my lover in Shanghai Literature Newspaper, Workers Daily, People's Daily Overseas Edition and other newspapers and periodicals, and gave him affirmation and encouragement. In the 1970s, my father accidentally saw an article "Presbyopia" written by his lover in the magazine "Half Moon Talk", which made us applaud overnight and praised Haze with great interest: "You can not only be a secretary to the mayor, write a speech material for the mayor, and draft a work report for the government, but also write such a good article with clear views and conciseness, which is not available to all teachers who have read this article in our school. Dad is proud of you! " Yes, every little achievement and progress we have made is inseparable from the guidance and encouragement given by our father. We grew up with dad's encouragement.

Dad not only teaches us to write poems and articles, but also pays attention to teaching us how to be a man. He attaches great importance to the cultivation of our character. He often teaches us to be honest and to be frank; Be modest and prudent, and never talk big and flashy. In 20 12, my father returned to China to visit relatives, and we went to visit him. He selflessly gave his most cherished books to me and my lover, such as Rong Zhai's Essays, The Enlightenment of Melody, 300 Ancient Poems, and Yu Youren Cursive Dictionary. He told us earnestly: "Chairman Mao liked the book Rong Zhai Essays very much, and he was still reading it a few days before his death. After reading it, I know how to be an official and how to be a man. "

Dad not only cares about our study and work, but also cares about our life. 20 1 1 When he learned that his lover had been injured by a motorcycle, he quickly called from new york to tell us the prescription for treating the fracture. He also sent us a precious famous medicine "saffron" and repeatedly told us to strengthen exercise and protect our health. He also cares about the growth of our children and grandchildren. He was very happy to learn that our doctor will go to the university to teach after graduation tomorrow, and encouraged his grandson to say, "Learn to be a teacher. Teaching and educating people in universities is a very good job. Education is the noblest cause in the world. Be a teacher by example and establish a good teacher image; We should do our duty and cultivate talents for the country; We must study more, use our brains diligently, seriously study some problems, and do a good job in learning. " Dad especially likes our grandson, praises him for being handsome and smart, and repeatedly tells us to train him well, so that he can grow up healthily and become a useful person to the country in the future. These unforgettable memories warm my heart like sunshine and burn my feelings like fire. Dad is our role model and our mentor for growth and progress. Dad gave us too much. From his old man's house, I further understood the meaning of the word father and weighed the weight of the word father.

Ah, dad, what a sacred and kind name! You gave me life and strength, confidence and enterprising spirit. You are my closest relative and favorite person in this world, and you are also the person I care about most in my life. "Father", a touching song, expresses my yearning for you and my lingering feelings for you. May this beautiful melody ride the cool breeze across Bai Yunfei and Qian Shan, bringing our deep blessings and endless thoughts.

Note: This article was written on 20 1 8,65438+10.9 and published on Absolute Chinese Literature Network13/0/day.