When I watched this movie, I kept exclaiming, patted my own thighs, my God, this brave, stubborn, iron-blooded head of the family, Grug, looks like my dad.
My dad is a man of indomitable spirit. When he was young, like Grug, he was brave, strong, and arrogant. When my father was 18 years old, he was studying abroad alone. One day late at night, when he was turning on the lamp to read at night, he suddenly heard someone in the small courtyard exclaiming to catch the thief. Without saying a word, he rushed out. It was midsummer. He only wore a pair of pants, but he didn't think much. He hung his pants and chased after the culprits. My father, he was very good at sports at the time, and he had the momentum of Grug chasing beasts and birds in the desert. It didn't take long for him to catch up with the thief. Although he caught the thief's arm, he was still freed by the thief. During the scuffle, my dad was scratched. That night, the thief was caught, and my dad still went to the police station to identify him with his pants and a scratch on his face. He has never feared personal danger.
Later, after getting married and having this lady, Father Crug, who has a strong sense of family responsibility, went around for the family and took two jobs. During the period, he declined a good job opportunity because he would be too far away from home. When I was a child, the father in my eyes was omnipotent, standing upright, like a hero, because he could fix everything in the house. What often happens is that a certain kind of electrical appliance is broken. Ask a professional master to repair it, but it can't be repaired. In the end, as long as my dad goes out, everything will be settled. At that time, he was my guide, my patron, and my authority.
But later, as I grew up, I found that my dad became very stubborn, very conservative, and very rigid. To any new things, new things, dismissive or very resistant, like Crug, new is bad. I started muttering to him behind my back, saying that he was always stubborn, old-fashioned, didn't understand anything, and occasionally provoke his authority. In addition, I think he has no spirit of adventurousness. Whenever he goes out to travel, he always puts safety first. Anything that is unconventional and unreasonable will not go or do anything. Once, while playing in Thailand, I went to have a massage with a fellow aunt in the evening. When I returned to the hotel, it was already ten o'clock. My dad scolded me at the door of the hotel, saying that I didn't know the danger. I was also very angry at the time, twisted my neck and quarreled back, saying that he was timid and fearful. I don't know when, my father's heroic status in my mind no longer exists. It wasn't until the day when the "end of the world" came that I realized that years have only sharpened my dad's reckless and arrogant edges and corners into cautiousness, but he has always been a brave and fearless hero who protects the family.
On the day of the 5.12 Wenchuan earthquake, my father and I were sitting at home. Because we were close to the source of the earthquake, we immediately reacted to the earthquake, so we ran out of the building and stood in the open. Looking at the swaying building in front of me, I was shocked, trembling, and my mind went blank. Although I saw a lot in the movie, it really happened before my eyes. The feeling of powerlessness and insignificance in front of nature made people very shocked and overwhelmed. Dad started calling mom. Can't get through. Because everyone is fighting. The network is down. Dad calmly said to me: Don't run around with other people. I'll go to your mother. You are here waiting for us. "My mom's unit is nearby. My dad found my mom back soon. Our family of three was surrounded by a lot of people, sitting in an open space that was still undergoing aftershocks. It was night and no one dared to go home. The night in May was still very cold. My mother and I cuddled with each other and took a nap. Dad said, you are waiting. So, he went home and took water and quilt. The open space was too humid, old man. Dad found a cement board and laid the quilt. The cement board was very small, so Dad let me and my mother sleep. In the middle of the night, I woke up vaguely and heard Dad whispering to the person next to me about tomorrow. What should I do. I hummed twice, and my father leaned over nervously and asked me, what’s wrong, is it cold? My nose was sore and my eyes were wet. I swallowed my saliva and swallowed my crying. Say, Dad, you come to sleep for a while. Dad pressed my forehead with his hand, and said softly: "No, it's windy, you cover your forehead. "
Until now, I have never said to my dad that I love you like Eep did to Grug. We Orientals don't like that set. My full love for my father is devoted to every chat with him. No matter what the problem is, I will discuss with him. I respect his opinion and thank him for his "except for advice" every time. He is still stubborn and old, but he is also an old hero, ha ha.
A digression, Dad’s iron-blooded bowel shows that he loves animals very much. Dad was also taking care of a Pekingese dog that I used to raise at home. Give it a bath, take it for a walk, talk to it. I secretly thought that a man with a height of 1.8 meters was very loving when he wandered on the street with a Pekingese dog.
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