As the father of a rural college student

Answer 1

My Father in the Village

In the long river of memories, my father, a rural person, his figure was like a towering mountain, deep and majestic.

His father was born in the vast and slightly barren land of the countryside. Life there was simple but hard. The villagers worked at sunrise and rested at sunset. However, his father had a firm belief that education was the key to changing his fate. Even though she grew up in a poor environment, she was determined to let her children go to a wider world through reading.

In order to provide for his child's education, his father was like an old cow who worked silently in the fields, sprinkling his own sweat. Every day, he went out to welcome the morning light and worked hard in the fields. His hands were covered with thick calluses because he had been dealing with farm tools for a long time. These calluses were like medals awarded to him by time, witnessing his hard work and tenacity. Not only did he have to farm his family's fields, but he also had to find various odd jobs to increase his family's income. His mother was also hardworking. The two of them supported each other so that their children's tuition fees could be settled.

Although his father had not received much education, he attached great importance to his child's studies. He always used simple words to teach us to study hard." Only by studying can we be successful." This was what he often said. Although he was not good with words, he used his actions to shelter his child from the wind and rain. He worked hard to create a quiet learning environment for his children. He never let his children interfere with the heavy work at home. He only hoped that his children could spend more time and energy on their studies.

The moment his child was admitted to university, a gratified smile blossomed on his father's weathered face. In that smile, there was recognition of the child's hard work, and also the gratification of her many years of hard work. It was a father's pride for his son to become a university student and leave the countryside to go to the city. He watched the child's back as he walked away. Although he was reluctant to part with him, he was more looking forward to his child's future.

However, time had carved deep wrinkles on his father's face, and his back gradually hunched down. Years of exhaustion had made his body weaker than before, but his gaze was still firm. He still guarded the land in the countryside and the warmth of his family. His love was like a trickle of water. Although it was silent, it silently nourished the child's heart. He used his life to interpret the greatness of a rural father. His dedication and love would forever become the most precious treasure in the child's heart.
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