Afraid of summer

It cleared up after several days of heavy rain. However, sunny weather is not the slightest cool, but a sultry impression.

The sunshine outside is not very strong, but the air is filled with burning breath.

Fear of summer, but also hate summer, has always been.

Every summer, I feel very distressed, worried and powerless. Those family members who are still basking in the sun at high temperature, what kind of body can withstand such a big sun?

Today, although I was lucky enough to escape from this life, I never forgot the day when I was exposed to the sun, so I never liked summer.

I began to understand when I was a child. After studying, I followed my parents in the summer vacation just to help more. I didn't miss any link, whether it was summer vacation, winter vacation or golden holiday. As long as I get home, I won't be spared. The summer vacation is the longest, just in time for the first season of rice harvest. At this time, I had raised a circle at school, and my skin color was quite white and tender. Come back for two months, the whole person is dark, and protection is useless. As soon as you get back to school, everyone can see that you are from the countryside, and you are a working peasant, which unconsciously increases your inner inferiority. I feel inferior but not degenerate, so I know I will stay away from this life in the future, so I can only work hard, work hard, work hard, get out of the village and get out of this life.

Although I am out now, my parents are still so hard. As I grew older, I thought I could stop and relax in my later years. However, no, I want to owe more and feel distressed.

Although the farm work at home stopped many years ago, there was almost a panic in the field, and all the land was used to plant trees. Sometimes my parents will take the time to go back and take care of it. Farm work has been transferred to the construction site for several years. At first, the construction site was a little easier than farm work. At least, the source of income is fixed, and farm work is very busy all year round. If it is affected by the weather again, I don't know what to do all year round.

Dad came to the construction site first. At that time, a friend asked him to join him, so he made an attempt. At first, he was worried that his mother would do so much farm work alone. It was his mother's support that made him willing to take this step. The food on the construction site is not delicious, and dad is not used to it. That year, I just graduated and returned to the local small city. Knowing that my father was also at the county construction site, I pulled out a pot in the dormitory and made lunch and dinner. Although the dormitory is shared, my roommates are very good, which does not prevent me from cooking in the dormitory. After that, I had the opportunity to move to a single dormitory, but there was no cooking equipment, so I had to find another way to achieve it.

After dad came out, he also encouraged mom to come out. At first, he didn't go directly to the construction site, but went to the county to do odd jobs and help relatives selling vegetables in the county to unload and cut vegetables. At that time, my mother was with my third aunt, and there was no place to live in the county, so I had to squeeze into the dormitory. Fortunately, there are four small bedsteads in my dormitory, and all the beds can be satisfied. After working for a few days, the construction site said that women workers were needed, so my father took this opportunity to let my mother keep up.

Well, my parents have lived in the construction site for seven or eight years. In these seven or eight years, I also went from the village to the county seat outside the village and settled in the county seat. They were not used to commercial housing at first, but gradually got used to it. Their hometown will often go back. There are trees all over the mountain, and more importantly, there are some relatives and old friends. Every holiday, my father will go back to his friends for a drink and talk about life.

A few years ago, my parents were in good health and didn't worry too much about their life at the construction site. As I get older, I become more and more worried. Especially in summer, I feel so distressed that I wish I could do something at this time. I hope I can make them stop and relax through my own efforts.

So we still have to work very, very hard to catch up with our parents' aging.

Fear and hate summer. The fact has nothing to do with summer, but with yourself.