final destination

Where does time begin to overflow and where does it end?Since then, humans have recorded the year every year, until now it has been recorded as 2011.And I was recorded by my parents in one of the years.

Three years passed in the blink of an eye, and only then did I feel conscious. Although it was vague, as I got in touch with it slowly, my brain was able to process certain things gradually.

One night, my father walked into the house in an irritable mood. Seeing his depraved appearance, my mother asked, "Got to gamble again? Don't worry about losing everything again. If this continues, let's see how you can support the family!"

The mother said with an angry look, and then carried me to the bed, and there was a baby on the bed, he was my younger brother.

His father already had a very bad temper. When he lost money, he was extremely depressed, and when he was scolded by his mother, he exploded loudly: "I don't care if I gamble or not. If you continue to quarrel... "

As he spoke, he picked up the stool, and his voice seemed to surround the entire room, and his voice echoed throughout the village.

Maybe my mother endured his temper more than once or twice, and there is a limit to tolerance. Although my father had put down the stool, my mother didn't seem to flinch, and shouted loudly: "Come on! See if you dare to smash it, and you will never die if you smash it to death." There is no need to endure this life."

After speaking, he looked at me in his arms and silently shed bitter tears

At this time, maybe I felt the grievance, hopelessness, and despair of my mother, and I realized that life is not important.I grabbed her thigh and cried "Wow... wow". The cry of the baby seemed to affect the other baby, and then the two babies cried to stop the dispute.

Three years later, the disputes between the parents were not quarrels every day. Sometimes, because the father was lazy and had nothing to do, and the mother felt conceited, there were occasional disputes.

At this time, I was six years old.

One evening, groups of children in the village were playing not far from the village. Their laughter seemed to be carefree, as long as they knew they were happy now.I was also a child, and quickly joined in, forgetting to worry.

Children from other families came one after another and had a great time.But not long after, their adults stood at the entrance of the village, raised their heads slightly, opened their mouths, and called out to their own children. The names of the children they called seemed to resound through the sky, stirring the interest of every child.But the kids didn't seem to have had enough fun, so they asked their adults to yell a few more times before reluctantly leaving.

As the children were called away by their families one by one, the night slowly fell, and the places where the children gathered to play were empty.After being called home by my mother, she boiled water long ago, just to let the naughty me wash my body.

When I came out of the shower, I approached my mother who was busy, and asked in a childish voice, "Mom, are you ready for dinner? I'm hungry."

The mother said with a smile: "Come on, it will be fine in a while, go to the living room to play with my brother."

During the meal, the mother seemed to be looking forward to seeing her two children grow up a bit, showing a satisfied smile: "Jianjie, eat slowly, you can sign up for school in a few days, and you must listen to the teacher at school. "

At the beginning of school the previous year, I asked my mother: "Mom, I want to go to school too!"

The mother replied: "You are not yet six years old, don't go to school at such a young age, and go to school next year."

Now I hear that my mother can let me read, I am so excited!He responded, "Well, I will!"

When he was eight years old, his younger brother also entered school.This year, we also went to the same family, about 300 meters away from the village. Soon, we bought a TV set at home.Seeing that there is a TV in the counter, I was excited for several days, because I used to watch it at my neighbor’s house, but now I also have it at my own house, so why not make people excited?

When I usually go out to play, I can see the entrance of the primary school every time I turn a corner. I have lived for almost a year, and I quickly got acquainted with the children in the neighborhood.

On Saturday, a young man came to my house and shouted loudly: "Jianjie, let's go to school to play!"

When I came to the sand pool, I happened to see a few familiar partners, and the addition of us made it even more lively.At this time, they were discussing weird questions, and I was sitting by the sand pool and listening, a boy replied: "Who said the earth is round, look ahead, how can something flat be round?"

Several children kept arguing about who was right and who was wrong, but they couldn't calm down. A young man who looked older didn't have any scruples, so he just threw out a sentence: "Do you know what "homosexuality" is? Yesterday I heard someone We're discussing it, but don't know what it means."

This question seems to be very profound, and the ignorant people showed curious expressions and kept asking what does it mean?Even the big guy couldn't explain it.He said simply: "I don't know too well. I heard them talking about it yesterday. It seemed very discriminatory. I just asked everyone out of curiosity."

Everyone doesn't understand it, including me.

After a while, I seemed to think of something, and smiled at everyone: "I know what it means, ha ha!"

The boy next door asked: "What do you mean? Tell me and listen!"

Thinking of my parents having different surnames, I explained: "Same (surname) sex! In fact, your surname is different from another girl's surname, so it's called "same surname love"."

The big guy was still puzzled, he seemed to understand, and asked: "I still don't understand, please explain in detail!"

I looked a little proud: "Have you heard that your parents have the same surname? It's the first letter of the name. I don't think everyone's parents have the same surname! If people with the same surname get married, maybe It will really be discriminated against by others, so it is called homosexuality."

When I was young and ignorant, I understood "homosexuality" as "homosexuality".

Everyone seemed to make sense, and agreed that this was homosexuality.

As the days passed, the mother watched her two sons grow up all the time. The two adults no longer quarreled as they did when they were young, and occasionally argued over some things.He only puts pressure on his father's actions and style of doing things, and chooses to avoid many responsibilities.And my mother took responsibility for our two brothers one by one, and often used my father to educate: "When you grow up, don't be lazy like your father, you won't get ahead at all."

There has been a distance between him and his father since he was a child, and sometimes he even feels disgusted when he sees him.As for my mother, I will take the initiative to do everything within my power, and she will show a happy smile. Whenever I see her showing such a happy smile, I have always cultivated a positive attitude since I was a child.

After graduating from elementary school, they will enter junior high school next semester.During the first few days of school, my mother always urged my father for a bicycle: "Jianjie will start junior high school in a few days, hurry up and prepare a bicycle for him."

Father smiled slightly: "Leave it on me. I'll just get him a car in the past few days."

A few days later, my father actually got a bicycle. He pushed it to the front of the house and asked me to come out.I put the TV remote control on the table, and when I walked to the door, I saw my father supporting it.When I saw that bicycle, black and half new, I began to feel disappointed: "Where did you get the bicycle, why is it not new?"

When the mother heard it, she came out of the house.My father continued: "This bicycle can ride very fast and is easy to ride. I bought it from an acquaintance. The bicycles made before are very durable, and I also replaced the parts with new ones."

My father wanted to say something, but when I saw my mother come out, I complained vigorously, pointing at the bicycle and saying, "Mom! That...that's not new."

My mother seemed to know what I wanted to say, so she quickly interrupted: "Your father is right, look at our bicycle!" After speaking, she pointed to the 80s bicycle.She paused and continued: "Use it first!"

In the end, I had no choice but to feel helpless, and I couldn't help thinking: "A few very good classmates bought new bicycles to show off, so I will ride this crappy bicycle."

In the hot season, whenever riding to the destination, the whole body is covered with sweat, and in the winter, the whole body is shivering with cold.There is no special situation, and I insist on going to school every day, and I have survived for three years.

Now, I am 16 years old. I have experienced a period of ups and downs and setbacks. My fragile heart has long been tempered by a strong will.

Today, I have nothing to do at home, so I took out the graduation photos on the counter and recalled the growth time of the past three years, which looked colorful and colorful.When I saw the last few photos, they were taken after graduating from elementary school. Comparing them with the present ones, it seems that they are a little bit, and they have changed a lot.Especially the height, it seems to be elongated, which makes it impossible to imagine that it has grown in such a short period of three years.Look at other young students again, and compare them with the current ones, and find that they have grown bigger in the blink of an eye.

After a few days, the scores of the senior high school entrance examination finally came out. A few good classmates made an appointment to bake sweet potatoes in the afternoon.

In the afternoon, an acquaintance suddenly called: "Jianjie, come to my house quickly, they are all here, I want to say hello, come quickly!"

After a few words of urging, I pushed the bicycle to the door, put on my shoes and set off.

One kilometer is not too far away, and it takes 5 minutes to ride a bicycle to arrive at the door of his house. Standing outside the door, I saw a few familiar classmates, and soon, I walked in too.After discussing for a while, take the prepared things to the open space where there is no one.

We built a small fort with mud, and then lit a fire inside. Occasionally, there was a popping sound, mixed with our laughter, and the whole open space was full of the atmosphere of a wild outing.

A female classmate covered the soil with newspapers, and she sat in the newspaper with a puzzled expression: "Jianjie! Your total score has exceeded the mark line, why do you still apply? That's a technical secondary school."

I kind of evaded her question and replied: "Three years in high school, four years in college, and seven years will cost a lot of money! I discussed it with my family some time ago, and they said: If you don't get a good grade in high school University is also a waste of time, and now many college students can’t find a good job when they come out.”

"That's not necessarily true. A university is definitely better than a technical secondary school!"

I thought helplessly in my heart: "I know too! My family cannot afford it for three years in high school and four years in college. I'm bad, if I read it, what about him?"

Soon, I changed the subject and asked, "What about you? What book are you going to read?"

The female classmate clapped her hands, got rid of the dirt and replied, "I'm going to study in high school and take the university entrance exam!"

During the summer vacation, farmers are busy with farm work, harvesting food in the fields, or planting seeds. Once the vacation is over, I will also leave the familiar hometown and go to the city to learn skills.