My daughter has been a little beauty since she was a child—in fact, in the eyes of all parents who love their children, their children are always the most beautiful little people in the world. My daughter is 15 years old and taller than her mother, but in my eyes she still looks like she is in a pram.I send her to school every morning and pick her up in the evening.When we grew up and walked together, once she said naughtyly: "Dad, look at you, a great writer, I'm with you, a bit like Xiaomi, isn't it?" Holding her in my arms, my heart is really sweet, because I know that my daughter will soon grow into a woman.However, compared with her daughter, can Xiaomi have such sweetness?That is absolutely not the case, I have no doubts about it.

On a sunny and beautiful Sunday not long ago, my daughter and I drove to the street together. The road was full of colorful and red wedding convoys. My daughter stopped curiously to watch the excitement, so I had to stop and wait for my request.After a while, the daughter who had finished watching the excitement came to me excitedly, and suddenly she looked at me in amazement and shouted: "Dad, why are you crying?" "Me? Are you crying?" Yes, I tapped head, because I'm literally crying.As a man of military origin, I am never easily moved by emotion, but at this moment, my eyes are blurred by tears...

"Do you know why there are tears in Dad's eyes?" I was still sad and asked my daughter softly. The daughter shook her head in bewilderment. I looked at her, raised my head and let out a long sigh: "You won't understand. But I know that in a few years, you will be picked up from me by the wedding team, and your mother and I will never have you by our side again." We are here..." When I finished speaking and looked at my daughter again, two lines of tears welled up in her clear and beautiful eyes. I stretched out my arms and hugged my grown-up daughter in my arms...

I remember that before, my daughter made me cry three times. The first time was one day three months after she was born. Like all young couples who love each other, before my baby girl was born, her mother and I had a very special name for her, combining my nickname with her mother's nickname to form a We think it is a name that symbolizes love and marriage - A Ming Junzi.The combination of my nickname, A Ming, who was born in Suzhou, which is known as a paradise in the south, and her mother’s nickname, Junzi, who was born in Beijing, can be described as profound and unique.At that time, our baby girl was born in the maternity hospital, and she had her own compound name with four characters. Moreover, in the mid-1980s, someone actually named her with a group of four characters, which was shocking in the eyes of some people around her. It is a strange thing.I also had a whim at the time, and wanted to write a small news for the Beijing Evening News, saying that a newborn baby with a four-letter name appeared in Beijing.To do so was definitely very avant-garde at the time.

Before I wrote the manuscript, I was told by my wife: The old mother-in-law, who had suffered from the invasion of the Japanese devils, firmly disagreed that her granddaughter had a devil's name.I couldn't laugh or cry when I heard it, but how dare I refuse to follow Lafayette's order.This is great. I was forced to rename my daughter under the watchful eyes of everyone, but I couldn't think of a good name.The main reason is that I couldn't find any inspiration and passion when I looked at the baby who was just born like an ugly duckling. Fortunately, my wife who has worked in obstetrics and gynecology for many years comforted me: newborns are all like this.Her words at least enable me, who is a bit difficult in appearance, to shirk some responsibility. I hope that my daughter will have the same beauty as her mother.However, for a long time, my new father, who is called a writer, couldn’t come up with a name for his daughter. I knew in my heart that the most fatal thing was that I was a little frustrated facing the ugly duckling in my infancy.

The terrible thing is that suddenly one day my mother and I found two blood blisters the size of walnuts growing on the ugly duckling's head, which frightened me.My wife, who knows medicine, comforted me and said that it depends on the child to absorb it slowly, and the blood bubbles can disappear by themselves.Still, it seems to me cruel that such pain should be endured by an extremely fragile little being.But the problem was far from that. Immediately afterwards, the little guy developed terrible jaundice, and at the same time he was troubled by calcium deficiency.The baby cried all night and all day, which made me at a loss, and even her mother was at a loss-in fact, my wife is also an inexperienced new mother. Never once panicked.But when her child had these little problems, she panicked more than I did.Then we ran endlessly towards the hospital. Originally, my wife could handle it independently, but this time when she was dealing with her own child, she was not confident in her medical skills. We just kept going like this day by day Tweeting the poor little baby and continuing to cry in pain... Those days were hard, and I even wondered how such a little guy could stand such pain.What makes me even more disturbed is that after the blood bubbles on the child's head disappear, will there be problems like idiots left behind?

I secretly pray that the heavens have eyes, and bless my daughter to get through this catastrophe safely! Heaven really opened my eyes, not only did the two terrible blood bubbles disappear from our ugly duckling's head, but it also seemed to become as beautiful as a flower overnight, especially when it smiled in a dream, it was even more lovely... In those few days, I lay on the bedside all day long, with my wife in one arm and my baby gently stroking with the other.One day, my inspiration suddenly burst out: Yes, yes, you can see how stretched and cute she is when she sleeps, let's call her Mengshu!How about it?

The wife was taken aback for a moment, then turned her head to the side, looked at the little baby affectionately, and then nodded happily to me. She agreed.I was so happy that I couldn't help but hugged the little guy in my mouth, and shouted without accompaniment: "Meng Shu, your name is Meng Shu, please promise Dad!" The little guy suddenly opened his eyes and smiled at me so sweetly and happily. what!At that moment, I thought I was the happiest and most beautiful in the world, and I suddenly found myself crying... Since then, my daughter has grown up day by day. Sometimes I think the speed of growth is too fast, and sometimes I think it is too slow. This may be due to watching her every day.I feel that she grows too fast, because sometimes I am writing at home, and she babbles and yells beside me. I feel that she is growing fast, and it would be nice to lie quietly on the bed like when I was a child!I feel that she grows too slowly, because I think she often has to be hugged by me. No matter where she goes, no matter when she goes, she will stretch out her little hands and yell at you for a hug.

The little guy didn't look like a girl when he was young. When he cried, his voice was so loud that he could wake up the neighbors; Crying and fussing was the whole content of her childhood. At that time, I was changing jobs from one unit to another, so I had time to watch her at home.I was writing and reading on the table, and she was moving around on the small bed behind me, without stopping for a moment.The small bed was surrounded by low rails, on which she rested her hands, bouncing around, babbling and speaking words that she could understand but could not fully understand.Suddenly one day, she was jumping and jumping, and she turned somersaults from the cot and fell under the cot... I looked back and saw that there was no child on the bed, and then I saw why she was lying on the ground and there was no sound?I was terrified at the time, so I quickly picked her up from the ground and gently rubbed her little arms and head, at this moment she cried out...

"What's the matter? What's the matter with the child? Ah?" The mother-in-law asked loudly on the sickbed three rooms away, and I hurried over to explain that I was fine, and my heart was beating violently.For several days, I dared not say a word in front of my wife, mother-in-law and the whole family, but quietly observed if there was anything wrong with my little angel.God bless, my little Mengshu is still jumping and jumping like in the past. She can shake the world when she cries, and shakes her neighbors hahaha when she laughs. For some unknown reason, she loved shopping since she was a child, and when she stayed at home she would cry and make noises, and when she was pushed to play on the street by a car, she would be happy.At that time we lived in Sanlihe in the west district of Beijing, and every day I would push her out to play while shopping for vegetables.Now she was jumping up and down and slapping the fender of the car with her little hands.When I was young, I grew up well, and I had a boy’s head cut. As soon as I stopped the car, people would come around and say that the child is so beautiful, like a doll. At that time, I was very proud I am proud that I found a good daughter-in-law in Beijing - of course I never admit this in front of her. I said that it is the combination of my southerner and her northerner and my Han nationality and her ethnic minority. .

As the little guy grew up day by day, she became more and more mischievous. Not only did she not get rid of her love for playfulness, but what's more, she never wanted to go home after arriving at the home of relatives with little brothers and sisters.Once, her mother and I had something to do and we had to go home. Besides, it was getting late, so we pulled her out of her uncle's house, but she kept crying and wanted to play with the young lady.On the way home, the three of us rode a bicycle.At that time, taxis seemed unfashionable, and besides, I felt that we were definitely not the ones taking taxis.But on the way from the Dance Academy to the Purple Bamboo Courtyard, the little guy sitting in front of the bicycle was crying and fussing non-stop.What was even more annoying was that the little guy was crying and shaking his calves around.Angry and inexperienced, I rode my bike to the gate of Zizhu Courtyard, and my daughter burst into tears, and at this moment, my bike suddenly stopped moving... "What's the matter? What's the matter?" cried the wife in horror, jumping out of the back seat.I saw something bad: the child's calf was caught in the wire of the front wheel...the car stopped turning because of it.At that moment, my heart seemed to be stabbed by something suddenly, and I stepped down from the car recklessly, and tried my best to grab the steel wire that firmly clamped my daughter's calf with both hands, but I couldn't get rid of it.The daughter is still crying. At this moment, a group of passersby surrounded me, and even a few cars stopped. Some kind-hearted people gave me advice, and some of them simply came over to pick wires with me... Finally, the child's calf was pulled out from the wheel. .But she was still crying.I knew that something serious happened today, and my wife was crying too. We thought of sending him to the hospital immediately because we didn't know what happened to the child's leg. I had a hunch that there might be a problem with the bone.You think I was riding the bike in a fit of anger, the speed shouldn't be too slow at that time, how could her delicate calves withstand such tossing?What would happen if you were an adult! "Go, go to No. 304 Hospital!" The wife ordered.Her sister works in this hospital.We took turns holding the crying child and flying towards the No. 304 Hospital, but we still felt that we were going too slowly.I had to ride the bike alone, while the other sat in the back seat with the child in his arms.That journey was the only time I felt the most nervous in my life, because the crying of the child pierced my heart, and when she cried like a father and a mother, my eyes were filled with tears... This is my second time Weep for my daughter. Fortunately, the daughter's bones were not seriously damaged, but she still needed 12 stitches.When the doctor sewed her up, her mother and I were waiting outside the door, as if the doctor's every needle was on the apex of our heart... That accident made me feel guilty for a long time , and she started to have fun and make troubles carefree the next day, as if nothing happened. The daughter was growing up slowly, and later went to nursery school.At that time, we lived in Xiaoxitian’s General Staff Administration compound. The nursery school was only separated from our residence by a wall. It can be said that it was the safest and most reassuring place for us.My freelance job as a reporter can pick her up every morning and send her off at night.The days passed very peacefully, and everything went according to the prescribed hours—I mean the daughter's food, clothing, shelter, and transportation. But the little guy who was soaking in this sugar bowl and staying in the compound suddenly didn’t come back one day when he was supposed to come back from the nursery. I asked the teacher and other children, and they all said they didn’t see her. Said he must have gone home.So my mother and I searched everywhere. It was dark at that time, and we searched all the outdoor activities in the General Staff Administration compound. We shouted her name loudly in the corridors of every nearby building. , I thought she might have gone to a classmate's house to play, but we didn't know his house, so we had to shout in the corridor. But no matter how much I shouted, I couldn't hear the echo of the little thing, and I couldn't see her shadow.Both my wife and I shouted at the top of our voices, and seemed to have searched for everything, but there was still no sign of her. It was getting darker and darker, and it was past the time for the evening news show. Now I was really anxious, because although I lived in the General Staff Compound, the people coming and going in this compound were very chaotic. The more I thought about it, the more She felt that the child was taken away by some bad person, otherwise it would be impossible not to go home at this time, she has never been anywhere alone! The more I thought about it, the more anxious I became. When I shouted down the corridor again, I found that my voice had changed... "Mengshu, Mengshu——, come back quickly! Where are you? Mom and Dad are looking for you" "Dad, Mom, I'm here!" Just as my wife and I were in complete despair, my daughter, wearing a flowered dress and wearing a small handle, jumped out of a corridor... "You...you little thing, where have you been?" I was surprised and delighted, all kinds of inexplicable feelings rushed into my heart at the same time, and I raised my clenched fist high into the air, but I couldn't let it fall down. ——The innocent daughter looked at me in puzzlement, her big eyes were shining brightly, I put down my fists raised in mid-air, stretched out my arms, and held her tightly in my arms... You little thing... At this moment, her mother and I are already in tears. This is the third time I have shed tears in front of my daughter. All of this, what the hell is going on, why did I, a rigid man, become so soft-hearted? Although my daughter is grown up now, and is growing up day by day under the watchful eyes of my mother and me, I don't think she is much different from the baby she was in, and the toddler.Now she is taller than her mother, her bright face is comparable to her mother's when she was young, and her chic movements in school are intoxicating... After entering high school, I always need my father to follow me when I go out She who was behind suddenly told me very seriously: You don't have to follow me after I go to and from school. In the past, I was so annoyed with picking up and dropping off my children that I suddenly felt a kind of liberation in action.But within a few days, I gradually found that my heart was empty, and I felt a strong sense of loss, as if the bird I had raised for many years suddenly flew away. Today, I am still willing to work hard for my daughter on the two meals in the morning and evening.She eats at school at noon, and when she flies out of the house and merges into the rolling traffic in the early morning, I stand by the upstairs window until I can't see her... Although I know it won't work at all, Even if there is any danger, I can't help, but my heart is like the string under the kite, connected to my daughter who has already taken off every day... What kind of mentality is this?Now that I think about it carefully, it is actually very simple. It is a very innocent and strong blood relationship! Yes, what is the most sincere and selfless love in the world?The most worrying and heart-wrenching?That is affection!It is between father and son and mother and child, between father and daughter and mother and daughter, between brothers and sisters, between husband and wife, and between grandparents and grandchildren.In essence, family affection surpasses all emotions, and is even more noble and precious than love. It is the emotion that human beings rely on for survival and reproduction. Sometimes it surpasses beliefs and laws, and it can even be exchanged for human life. . Only when people have kinship can they have a group; only when people have a special understanding of kinship can they have higher wisdom and more prosperous development than animals; only when people have kinship can they have The longing to survive on another planet... In fact, it is not only us humans who have family affection.As long as you observe carefully, you will find that many animals and creatures in nature also have kinship—even trees and ants. Family affection is the most important alternative substance other than all the substances that make up our world.However, one day I suddenly found that in our society, family affection has become weak, scarce, powerless, and even heartbreaking and disappointing... Maybe our life today is too rich, maybe our times are too fast today, maybe our feelings change too frequently today, but can all these forget about family affection? Such things are talked about among people and flashed on the Internet almost every day—— A father can drive his own son out of the house for a bottle of old wine... For the sake of face, a mother can beat her own daughter to death... For a bet, the son can kick his biological mother to the ground... For a certificate of deposit, the daughter can poison her own father to death on the sickbed... For a piece of homestead, the elder brother can force his fellow brother to the beam... For a marriage, the younger sister can bury her compatriot elder sister alive in the ditch... Couples who have been married for only one year, for their own interests, can go their separate ways regardless of the life and death of the newborn baby... The big boss with a lot of money can promise millions of dollars to his mistress with a single word, but he wants to starve his old mother to death... We were shocked after hearing such a thing for the first time, we were a little surprised after hearing it for the second time, we were a little numb after hearing it for the third time, and we just listened to it after the fourth time, because we almost lost all feeling... … Ah, another tragedy of human beings and society entering the age of civilization. In desperation, I raised my head and asked the sky: Where is the affection? Where does family love go?