拥抱拾荒的父亲英语作文
70-year-old father was in town to live after I received one to dusk, he always liked the balcony, looking at the misty sky in a daze.
One day, my father asked me: "Son, this city people, do not have firewood to cook it how there is so much smoke.?" My father always get lost in the city, he said: "Son, village crossed a ridge on the home, home town road too many. "
Came to town, my father always felt weak legs, not as brisk pace in the country field. Dinner, my father always Qieqie look, just kept Grilled rice, rarely bite, not soup.
Middle of the night, I got up to go the bathroom, there is a shadow on the living room couch to see. I turned on the light, and asked: "? Dad, you do Why do not sleep."
"Take a ride with me okay? Son, I always feel that I am a person Chixian Fan." Father deflated lips, eyelids droop, like a child full of grievances.
"Dad, how do you say you are, you kept me for my college life so much pain to eat, enjoy life now that you go to sleep, tomorrow morning, I had a meeting to be open."
Father hurriedly got up and said:. "Well, well, I'll go to bed."
The next morning, my father quietly got up to go out. Later, I was making breakfast for her son. He came back. My father said: "I think people in town all morning workout, I walk out, exercise, exercise." Since then every day.
One weekend a month later, his father suddenly go to the market, buy a black hen, he gasped excitedly said: "This is the authentic chicken countryside, killed after you taste the stew soup . "
That night, a man sipping fragrant soil chicken soup, my wife and I have Zaza Zui that does not taste the same. This time my son asked: "Grandpa, where only chicken that way?" Father startled by startled, said to me: "? You let me go home, give you specialized feeding chicken okay," I patted his father's shoulder, smiled and said: "Now we keep you very much, want you to go back and raise chickens doing ah."
When watching TV, I quietly asked his father: "? Money where's your chicken," his father said:. "I'm kind of in the countryside pipe down for so many years, how many have little savings."
Since then, every ten days and a half, my father always buy a chicken, a duck stuff like that. Watching us eat tasty look, he grinned at the side. On the table, he is no longer buried dinner. After consultation with my wife said it would follow the father, lest his heart, let him feel Chixian Fan.
One night I came home late, in an unused garage downstairs and saw a shadow in the rock. I walked over and opened the phone screen by light, a look, a father, I saw the garage heap there are a lot of plastic bags, water bottles, waste paper stuff like that.
Father saw me, Dayton was embarrassed, he arrayed his hands, motioning me not to say anything.
Father pulled me into a tree, said:. "I put the garbage to retrieve, to sell the waste station, could always sell some money thing."
My nose acid, said: "Dad, you do this, how long?" Father Hehedixiao said, from the morning to go "exercise" the day began. My father said: "do this, do not hard to grow crops in the country, while in rural Reaper, I do not often go to the wheat fields also pick up some wheat it."
Father whisper begged me not to let daughter know this, should I keep his secret.
I promised my father. Helped his father upstairs, I could not help but suddenly, grabbed a small, emaciated father, tears dripping on his shoulders gradually collapse. It is the city after his father, the first time I come to embrace this old town scavengers.
译文
70岁的父亲被我接到城里居住以后,一到黄昏,他总喜欢站在阳台上,望着雾气迷蒙的天空发呆。
有一天,父亲问我:“儿啊,这城里的人家,都不用柴火做饭了吧。怎么会有那么多的烟雾?”父亲在城里也总是迷路,他说:“儿啊,乡里迈过一条田坎就回家了,城里回家的路也太多了。”
来到城里,父亲总觉得腿发软,步子不像在乡间田野上那样轻快。吃饭时,父亲也总是怯怯的样子,只顾埋头扒饭,很少吃菜,不喝汤。
一天半夜,我起床去卫生间,见客厅沙发上有一个黑影。我开了灯,问:“爸,您咋不睡呢?”
“陪我坐一坐行么?儿啊,我总觉得,我是一个吃闲饭的人。”父亲瘪着嘴,眼皮耷拉,像一个满腹委屈的孩子。
“爸,您怎么这么说呢,您养我长大,供我上大学,一辈子吃了那么多苦,现在也该享福了。您去睡吧,明天上午,我有一个会议要开。”
父亲慌忙起身说:“好,好,我马上去睡。”
第二天一大早,父亲悄悄起床出门了。稍后,我正为儿子做早餐。他回来了。父亲说:“我看城里人早上都在锻炼,我也出去走一走,锻炼锻炼。”此后天天如此。
一个月后的一个周末,父亲突然去菜市场,买回一只黑色的母鸡,他喘着气兴奋地说:“这可是农村的正宗土鸡,杀了后,炖点汤大家尝一尝。”
那天晚上,一家人喝着香浓的土鸡汤,我和妻子都咂咂嘴说,味道确实不一样。我的儿子这时候问:“爷爷,哪里才有土鸡呀?”父亲怔了怔,对我说:“你们就让我回老家去,给你们专门喂土鸡行么?”我拍拍父亲的肩膀,笑着说:“现在是我们养您了,要您回去养土鸡干啥啊。”
看电视时,我悄悄问父亲:“您哪来的钱买鸡?”父亲说:“我在乡下种了那么多年旱烟,多少也有一点积蓄的。”
此后,每隔十天半月,父亲总会买一只鸡、一只鸭之类的东西。看着我们吃得香喷喷的样子,他在一旁咧开嘴笑。在桌子上,他也不再埋头吃饭。我同妻子商量后说,就顺着父亲吧,免得伤了他的心,让他觉得在吃闲饭。
一天晚上,我回家晚了,在楼下一个闲置车库里,看见一个黑影在晃动。我走过去,按开手机屏的亮光,一看,是父亲,只见车库里堆有一大堆塑料袋、矿泉水瓶、废报纸之类的东西。
父亲见了我,顿显尴尬,他摆着双手,示意我不要出声。
父亲把我拉到一棵树下,说:“我把这些垃圾捡回来,去废品站卖了,也总能卖些钱嘛。”
我鼻子一酸,说:“爸,您干这个,多久了?”父亲呵呵地笑着说,从早晨出门“锻炼”那天就开始了。父亲说:“干这个,没有在乡下种庄稼辛苦,在农村割麦时,我不也是常常去麦田里捡些麦穗么。”
父亲小声求我,不要让儿媳妇知道这件事,要我守住他的秘密。
我答应了父亲。搀扶父亲上楼的时候,我突然忍不住,一把搂住了矮小、瘦弱的父亲,泪水滴落在他逐渐塌陷的肩膀上。那是父亲进城后,我第一次拥抱这个来城里拾荒的老人。
