Dear parents:
You are good! Thank you for you when I was growing up, to my care and meticulous care, what I have to ask you can satisfy me. Its always hot in summer, I kick a quilt, every time you gently help me cover the quilt, winter will give me a cup of hot milk before you go to sleep at night.
But your weight to all have no standing in my point of view, only think about how I. Now I have grown up, is not a two year old the child, I want your decision and judgment. Please dont pressure me again, had a lot of pressure on learning, you can put the gas pressure can reduce the?
Although you do not perfect, but what are the parents in the world perfect? Youll always be my favorite people. Is you give me life, let me come to this beautiful world and everywhere is full of love. I must study hard, to repay you.
Dear parents,
“You always say that I am naive. In your eyes, I am always the little girl who will never grow up”. This is my favorite song and also the sound from the bottom of my heart. You made me feel so lucky to be your child. But I find our hearts getting further apart as time goes by.
You strictly forbid me to do entertaining activities even if I finished my homework, such as watching TV or playing computer games. Based on this, I couldn’t get any grade less than A. It is said that genius only means hard-working all one’s life. But I think combining exertion is the best way for learning.
The most important thing to me was that I feel frustrated for having few friends to confide in due to your strict rules. I can’t have a play date, participate in a school play or even choose my own extracurricular activities. Who will accept such a boring and troublesome person? I am just an ordinary girl who can’t stand loneliness, so I always feel contradictory.
On the one hand, I’m grateful to have you in my life, to disappoint you was the least I would do. On the other hand, what you asked for me made me felt like a puppet rather than a real person. I appreciated your efforts to pull me away from a self-indulgent life, but your obsessively extravagant strictness has pushed me into an isolated and insensible one. I need a little freedom so that I will concentrate on something I really interested in.
Father and mother, these words were hid in my deep heart for a long time. I love you, and I believe if you change some harsh rules. I will have a wonderful life.
Best wishes.
Yours, daughter
Beloved father:
It’s a long time no contacting with you since last e-mail. And I miss you so much. Recently I luckily turn to the third officer working on board MV Blue Whale,which is a container ship. I intend to introduce you what Ido on this big vessel in this letter.
I am the third officer working in the deck department. As you know, the third officer is responsible to the master for the proper performance of his assigned bridge watchstanding and navigational duties.
On board, my first daily work is wathckeeping from 8 to 12 and from 20 to 24. my second daily work is in charge of the maintance of the fire-fighting equipment and life-saving equipment. The third , I am also responsible for fire and boat drills, I have to design a muster list and make crew to know the best escape route clearly. Additionally, there are also some simple things I have to do in daily work. For example, I have to assist the Chief Officer in supervising cargo handling operation 、to measure the draft at the discretion of the Chief Officer or the Master、to assist the Master on the bridge with anchoring and mooring and unmooring operation is underway and so on.
In the end, I strongly believed that you must be very familiar with my special work through what I said. And I hope you can stand my back and make me stronger. We will have a reunion soon.
Your ,ZJH
最近在看一本书《一切都是最好的安排》,有个故事讲一个博士回自己的家乡,要走长长得山路,过一个惊险的.独木桥才能到自己的小山村。周围的人问他,你小时候天天走这条路不觉得苦吗?博士笑笑说,小时候大家都是这样,所以不觉得苦。现在不行了,现在如果再让我天天走这条路,我可走不了。
这个故事让我想起我的童年,我出生在大山里的小山村。小时候的我们对于物质生活的充盈是完全没有概念的,小卖铺的一片辣条足以让人满足。每天晚上的米埂饭、米琪和老圪糁都那么难吃好像又别无选择。过个生日吃一包方便面都是奢侈,大多数人是不过生日的。大山里的我们,天只有那么大,我们以为生活就是这样。远不知道同龄的城里孩子是怎样在职校坡上的子明饭店大快朵颐,怎样和父母一次又一次的进出鸦岩底的香辣蟹。怎样把我们眼里可乐那种高级饮料和鸡味圈的奢侈喝了个够吃了个烦。
小时候的我们除了过年是不买新衣服的,一年穿的基本都是家里的姐姐哥哥穿过的二手衣服。一件别人给的衣服,第一年穿上有些大,第二年刚刚好,第三年小一点凑合凑合就过去了。基本每家都是这样,大家也就不会觉得有什么不适应。长大后,我还是会偶尔穿姐姐的旧衣服,直到有一次朋友聚会,我穿着一条黑裙子去赴约。朋友夸赞之余,问我哪里买的,我不假思索的说我姐给的。朋友鄙夷的眼神里我才明白,穿别人的衣服会让人瞧不起的。我开始不断的买新衣服,姐姐拿回来的衣服再也没有翻出来。
近两年回老家我总会回到自己的旧房子堂屋看看,一座破败的四合院已看不出昔日的热闹。站在堂屋的台阶上,脑海里西屋的奶奶坐在凳子上给一双黑色方口布鞋绣花,南屋的爷爷和我爷爷一边磕着烟斗一边回忆着过去没有粮食吃的日子,对于他们来说当下的日子就是好日子。东楼的大娘开着一个小卖铺,正在招呼拿着一些毛票的小家伙买辣条。看着这个没有暖气,没有厕所,黝黑的房梁,四周脱落墙皮的充满着我儿时记忆的堂屋。有些羡慕那时候年少不知愁的自己,爷爷的话还在我的耳旁,就长这么大挺好,什么也不用愁。儿时期待长大的我,十分不理解对我疼爱有加的爷爷为什么不愿意我长大。
我一面回忆过去一面丢弃,一步一步与现代的东西融合,不满足于天天的粗茶淡饭,更愿意隔三差五和朋友出去小聚,吃个火锅和烤鸭。不想再穿姐姐给的衣服,更愿意去商场买适合自己风格的。受不没有抽水马桶,没有24小时热水不能洗澡掉着墙皮的老房子。
我的回忆只是过几年回去转一圈,看看曾经爬过的一座又一座的山,捉过鱼虾的小河。然后开车跑回城里住宿。
很多时候艰苦的日子总是那么让人津津乐道,回味无穷。但大多数人是不愿再回去过那样的生活,倾尽全力脱离的原生阶层因为遥远才有那么几分不舍。若是一生在那样的环境里无动于衷,怕是只剩下日复一日时间的叹息和对生活的无力。
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