Wei's article.

Brief introduction of Wei

Wei, female, from Chaoyang Town, Mengjin County, Luoyang, Henan Province, was born in the late 1970s. 17 years old, because of a car accident, his legs are disabled, and he is good at telling the miracle of love in life in words. I officially started writing in 2004. Common pen names: Ann, Zi Xuan, Xue Fei, Qianjiang. His works have been published in hundreds of periodicals and newspapers such as Readers, Youth Digest, Women's Daily, Yilin, Marriage and Family, Life and Companion, Love, Marriage and Family, and Selected Short Stories. His works were selected by various books and won prizes.

Because a composition in primary school was praised, I had a writer's dream in my heart until I became a writer. In 2004, Wei officially started writing. In 2005, relying on the convenience of the Internet, more than 800 articles, totaling more than 300,000 words, were published in national newspapers and periodicals. His major works include Two pairs of sports shoes and No regrets in chess, among which No regrets in chess was selected as the best short story in China in 2005.

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1, one road, three people

Author: Wei

one

They are all old.

In the past two years, she has been forgetful. She always forgets to eat soaked peanuts when cooking. When I wake up in the middle of the night, I will get dressed again and go to all the rooms to check whether there is a relationship between the windows and the lights. I paid for the food, but forgot to take it. She still has doubts. She got up in the middle of the night and went to her father's room in the dark. After several phone calls, she couldn't wake him up, so she quickly reached out to explore his snorting. She didn't go back to her room to sleep until her father was woken up. She has diabetes, and her eyesight has dropped badly. Sometimes she will lie on my computer screen and want to see my handwriting. All she could see was a blur, and she was very angry with herself. She always worries suddenly: If one day you are transferred to a certain place, and we are too old to accompany you, who will take care of you?

His temper is still so bad-tempered, the fucking porridge burned the bottom of the pot, and he broke his chopsticks when he smelled it. Sometimes he is deliberately picky. When the food is light, he says it is salty, and when it is salty, it is too light. It's comfortable to shout a few times. His memory deteriorated so badly that he forgot the TV story he watched the next day. He went to the bank to withdraw money from me and called the password three times. He seems to be getting more and more timid, and he is afraid when his heart aches. He is usually energetic but suddenly sleeps, which also makes him feel uneasy. Once, he pushed me to the shopping mall, took a fancy to a light gray suit at the men's counter, put it on and looked in the mirror. He was startled by the gray-haired and wrinkled old man in the mirror and turned to ask me, "Girl, is dad so old?" Dad used to look handsome in such clothes. "Then he said sadly," I don't know how long Dad can stay with you ... "

Yes, they are all old. It is cruel and helpless to watch them grow old day by day. I can't calculate how long they can stay with me. I just feel that every moment is a gift from God.

two

For more than 20 years, I have been separated from them only a handful of times.

There was a time when I dreamed of flying high. I can't hear her loud voice, and I can't see her casually wearing a skirt and her hair is messy. And he, vain, boastful, spineless and so bad-tempered, always quarrels with her. Home is like a battlefield, and smoke is everywhere.

At that time, I dreamed of running away. The good result of being first every year is just to give yourself a chance to leave. After attending high school in the county, the world suddenly became so peaceful and quiet without her nagging and his growling. I am walking in the osmanthus campus, with pleasant steps and flying.

However, only two years later, I was beaten back to my original shape-in the third year of high school, I was hit by a car while crossing the road.

Lying in the hospital bed, listening to her crying outside the door, watching him squatting on my bed without saying a word, my heart was full of despair. From then on, I no longer expect to leave, because my legs have become decorations, and I can't walk any further. In this way, God put me among them again, as if testing them: Do you still want such children?

She was still so untidy that she went out to buy me breakfast early in the morning. His temper is still so bad. At that time, a new nurse gave me an infusion, and I couldn't find the needle in five places. Angry, he pushed people away, put a hot towel in my hand, and turned to the nurse and shouted, "Look what that girl's hands have been tied." Do you think it is wood? "

Behind my back, he went to the fifth floor for spinal puncture, went to the third floor for electrotherapy, and then went to the gym next to the parallel bars on the first floor to practice walking. People in their fifties are out of breath after traveling. I lay on his back and said in his ear, "Dad, if no one wants me in the future, you will carry me all your life." He laughed at me: "You are so heavy. If you don't learn to walk by yourself quickly, who can carry it? " She followed, trying to help, but unable to make it work. Her mouth was screaming, telling him to hold on to my leg, telling him to stop and have a rest, and pay attention to the slippery road under his feet. He and I were impatient, and it was inevitable to give her a few words, so she ignored us in a rage. But in less than two minutes, she started nagging again.

three

In the past, relying on the skill of electric welding, I opened an electric welding repair shop to mend people, and my life was still passable. After I got sick, they took me everywhere to see a doctor, and the money was spent, and the store was left unattended and closed. But he had to live, so he welded the stairs and steel frame structure to the new building on the construction site. The foreman didn't want him at first because he was too old to get on the scaffolding, for fear that he wouldn't be able to support himself in heavy work. He begged in every way and stayed because of his good workmanship.

Every morning at 5 o'clock, they get up on time and practice walking with me on crutches. Then he went to the construction site and she took care of me at home. When he came back from the construction site at night, he couldn't wash his face, so he ran to my room first to see if I was ok. All the money he earned in a month bought me medicine. Endless Chinese medicine and western medicine, until I saw the medicine, I wanted to vomit, but it didn't work at all.

I can't go to school anymore. Every day, ants sitting under the eaves looking at the corner of the room become more and more sensitive. They are afraid of meeting people and the dark. I can't stand their neglect and neglect of me. Once she poured me water, which was too hot. I raised my hand and knocked over the bedside table, kettle, teacup and medicine bottle. She can't stand my sudden bad temper. She tore off her apron and fell to the ground. Tears of injustice swirled in her eyes and shouted at me, "Even the nanny you hired can't be so rude, can you?" Old niang I don't serve ... "

She really left. Without her slow steps and her nagging complaints, the family became silent. I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, and my heart fell into the dark abyss bit by bit. I suddenly got scared: she won't really want me, will she?

However, she came back soon with a pile of old magazines in her hand and casually said to me, "I met a rag collector outside." I thought you might be able to read these books, so I bought them back. " More than a dozen books cost only three dollars ... "She is very proud that she got a bargain.

That night, I asked her hesitantly, "If I make you angry again, will you leave me alone?" She irrelevant answer: "I didn't go far at all, in case you need to call me ..."

Neither of them has studied for a few years and has no culture, but I like books. When he saw someone on the construction site had a book, he would beg to lend it to me. When she sees someone else's newspaper wrapped in something, she will take it down for me. At that time I learned to write, eager to prove the value of my existence to some extent.

I slowly began to publish some words, and they showed off my articles in magazines: "Although my girl sits at home every day, she knows more than you." She wrote the words in this book ... "They both became my super fans, and I really became their favorite baby. Once I told her that I wanted to write a novel, and then I said that writing a novel would take a lot of energy. A writer is exhausted from writing novels. She was so nervous that she even said we wouldn't write novels, and everyone left. What's the use of writing well?

four

In this way, a section of road, three people, helping each other, stumbled, and it has been 29 years since today.

Their health has not been very good. He has high blood pressure and heart problems. She has been diabetic for more than ten years, and the slightest cold can trigger a series of diseases. That time, I accompanied them to the hospital to see a doctor. At the gate of the hospital, he parked his scooter in a sunny place, took off his coat and covered my leg. He also told me to wait in the car, don't worry, and then helped her into the clinic.

I watched her walk arm in arm, looking very much in love. However, the slow pace of the old return still hurts my heart deeply. The old people who saw the doctor next to them were all helped in by their children. And I can only sit here and wait for them to come back. I imagine them waiting in line from window to window, registering, testing, checking, comforting each other, waiting for the result, humbly smiling and asking others what floor the laboratory is on, lying trembling on the CT machine ... my heart is burning with pain.

Tears slowly overflow from the corner of my eyes, out of control.

Please believe my daughter, I have learned everything I can, and I took good care of you that day, just as you took care of me today.

2. Tomato Sun

Author: Wei

When she was born, she couldn't see her eyes. She thinks the sun is like a big round tomato. In fact, her angelic smile is the real "tomato sun", which gives me warmth and light. -inscription

I was 24 years old that year. In order to escape the marriage arranged by my parents, my father and I had a big fight and moved out of the house in a rage. My parents couldn't stop me, and I didn't trust my paralyzed daughter to come out alone, so I had to let my little sister follow me and take care of my life.

In an old gray building, we rented a small room, a long corridor, and lived next to many families, mostly poor people in this city. They are full of loose coal, slag or wood blocks in the passage, and often quarrel over rice, oil and salt.

My sister works as a shop assistant in a supermarket. She stands from 8 am to 9: 30 pm every day. When she came back, she threw herself on the bed and never wanted to move again. I stay in that dimly lit room every day, writing in a daze and dreaming of an ethereal writer.

Life is very difficult, my little sister's salary is very low, plus my meager manuscript fee, I paid the rent, and there is not much living expenses left. The manuscript was thrown away, and most of it was never heard from. I waited indefinitely, feeling gloomy.

In a nearby vegetable market, a young couple and a girl are guarding the booth. The girl is about 5 years old and is blind. Every time I pass by the food market, I can see the family. The couple are busy, and the girl sits quietly, with a soft voice and loves to laugh.

I always stay up late writing, and it's almost noon to go to the market. By this time, the stall was empty. The young father took the little girl's hand and stroked all kinds of vegetables back and forth in front of him. He said patiently, "This is a cucumber. It is long and has thorns on its skin. Where are the beans? Smooth and smooth. Tomatoes are beautiful and round ... "The little girl touched them with her hand and giggled, while her mother was laughing.

Every time I see this scene, my heart feels warm.

After a long time, I became familiar with this family. The little girl's name is Mingming, and she was born invisible. The couple were stunned at the time. The children are miserable at the thought of never seeing the sun again, not seeing anything in the world, not even seeing their parents. Hearing relatives say that big hospitals in the city can change corneas and let children see the light again, they brought their children to the city.

If you are not blind, you are obviously beautiful. With black hair, ivory skin, delicate eyebrows and chin, you smile like an angel. It hurts to look at her.

Mingming suddenly asked me, "Aunt, do you walk on crutches?"

I was shocked, this clever child, she must have recognized the sound of me leaning on crutches.

I smiled and said yes. She asked again, "Aunt, were you disobedient when you were a child, so you couldn't walk well?" Mom says I'm blind because I don't listen ... "

My heart is sour and I don't know how to explain the impermanence of fate to her. Obviously, he is laughing loudly and saying, "My aunt used to be a disobedient child ..."

It rained several times in succession and finally cleared up. The sun is shining, the sky is blue and the leaves are green. Mingming's mother sighed, "What a nice day!" ""yes! The sun finally came out. " I said.

Mingming asked curiously, "Aunt, what is the sun like?"

I thought about it: "The sun is hot, big and round. It is red in the morning and evening ... "It suddenly occurred to me that it is impossible to think clearly about the color, so I stopped and didn't know how to go on.

Mingming's father picked a big tomato and put it in Mingming's hand, saying, "The sun is like this. Feel it. "

Mingming smiled while touching it with his hand: "Really? Is the sun like a tomato? Then I'll call it tomato sun. " Mingming giggled like a ringing bell, chasing people one after another.

Dark days, like the light in a small room, are the only people who bring me happiness. She asked me many strange questions, such as how the clouds are floating in the sky, what shape the rain is, and is KFC delicious ... I patiently answered her and looked at her smiling face, thinking it was the most beautiful "tomato sun".

One day I went shopping, and Mingming's mother told me happily that they were leaving. Someone donated the cornea to Mingming, and the doctor said that there is a great chance of seeing again.

I took a handful of money out of my pocket, but this is all my money. I said, not too little, give children a chance to see the sun. It's not easy for you. It's not easy for a girl to live in such a place.

When I was leaving, Mingming gently grabbed my sleeve and said, Auntie, come here and I'll have a word with you. I bent down, and she attached it to my ear and whispered, "Aunt, my mother said that my eyes were given to me by good people. When I grow up, I'll give you my leg, okay? " The warm breath in her mouth brushed my cheek, and my tears immediately flowed down.

At noon that day, I sat at the window and looked at the cars coming and going in the city. There is always an angelic smile in front of me. Like a red "tomato sun" hanging in my heart, warmth and light will never fall.