Twenty years ago, on that clear summer day, on that clear day, my heart was as heavy as a lightning strike. At that time, I was still in the third grade of elementary school. After school, I jumped to the house as happily as usual, thinking about what my mother made delicious at noon. Unexpectedly, as soon as I arrived at the door of the house, my neighbor uncle blocked my way and said to me anxiously: "Girl, your father has an accident. In the hospital, you have to go and see. Before he finished speaking, I dropped my schoolbag and started running to the hospital.
When my little figure appeared in front of the ward, everyone was stunned, and all of them looked down and didn't dare to look at me, maybe I didn't know how to explain this to me. I think everyone seems to have cried, eyes are red. I looked along everyone's eyes, white, dazzling white, a pale face, and in my mind was fixed forever. I didn't understand what happened to my dad then, why I couldn't get up in bed. Later, someone told me that when Dad was working in the well, he accidentally crushed his spine by the falling large vermiculite, and he could never stand up.
In the year of my father's accident, I was 8 years old, my mother was 28 years old, and my father was 28 years old. Our home is sweet and bitter, like people drinking water, knowing whether it is cold or warm. My mother runs around the hospital and home every day, taking care of my dad and me. There are no extra people in the family who can help my mother share any household chores. After I was in high school, I went to study abroad, and I can help my mother share less chores.
And my father has been lying on the bed for 20 years. I think in addition to depression, there may be more helplessness! Fortunately, my father is an optimist. Life can only look forward, this is what my father often talks about. So I would rather believe that my dad has already forgotten his sadness. But I still often wonder, if my father was more careful when he was working in the well, wouldn't it lead to today's tragedy, and would our family's life be much happier.
Mine work is already very difficult, so I want to say to every uncle and uncle who works in the mine, cherish their lives, and be more careful when you go down to work. If you are more careful, your family is less worried Don't bet your own happiness on tomorrow's life. Your happiness is the happiness of your family, and your safety is the best return to your family.