Perth Diary 562nd day, father, haven't seen for eight years

In a blink of an eye, eight years have passed. Eight years ago, I hugged my father in the coffin and wept. Since then, my father will always live in my heart.

Eight years ago, I was awakened by a thunderstorm during my nap, and I answered my brother's phone call the next second.

And the day before, I had just read an article and wrote with emotion: The world is really big, it seems that when I turn around, I don’t know who will disappear.

Creation tricks people.

The death of my father forced me to be separated from my original family. The grief of my father's death gave me the strength to become resolute, and my father's death also allowed me to accumulate enough strength in my heart to find a new life.

At that time, I was still motivated by the blood of my father flowing in my heart, and I was proud of how many people saw his story.

Eight years passed in a blink of an eye, and when I mentioned my father again, I was already very calm. As mentioned in the article on the five-year death anniversary, I began to want to live out my own life, and my life direction was no longer related to my father.

Born under the family education of their parents, each child will find his own life direction and life meaning in his life.

The death of my father was the beginning of my new life. Although in the first few years, everything went wrong and I experienced many setbacks. Looking back now, the pain of being alone is the only way for any independent life to start. , and the personality traits left by my father made these blows extra heavy.

I am also glad that these pains accelerated my growth and awakening, even selfishly speaking, the death of my father accelerated my new life, but since then, all my life experiences, perceptions and thoughts have not been shared with such an important person.

Over the years, I have written many articles to commemorate my father. I have given myself a sense of mission to let my children and grandchildren pass on my father's perseverance and integrity.

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Creativity makes people, I have no children so far, although I have reserved enough life insights to share, but I finally found my outlet, I use social media to share my experiences and insights, I open a school to let more My children learn English to use this tool to explore the world that belongs to them. I use my time to take care of other lives, psychologically and from life.

Perhaps, I have no chance to have children of my own, but I am also relieved that my sense of mission has been sublimated many years ago, and the inheritance of perseverance, integrity and bravery is no longer the transmission of genes, but the transmission of ideas.

I am happy to see more people become resolute, upright and brave to face their own lives, and then they will encourage more people around them. This way is the most satisfying answer to my sense of life meaning at present, I am sure that this is the final answer and it will not change. If the answer to this question changes again, it must be because I do not have enough courage to practice such a sense of mission.

To my father, I have no regrets or regrets in my heart. When my father was alive, I did what I could do according to my level of thinking at that moment. To all that I think is right and what I should do.

My father died of myocardial infarction. Since I joined Huawei in 2013, I found a fatty liver in a physical examination. I have been exercising for ten years. I will not allow such physical diseases to happen to me again, at least within the scope of my controllable efforts. I also actively influence people around me to participate in sports. I teach people fitness, swimming, diving, and even use my life insights and philosophy to try to influence the direction of life of others.

I never had the grit to do anything well, and growing into the cognitive grit I have today is my own pride and pride.

I haven't seen my father for eight years, and I am no longer the person I was eight years ago , but I will never forget everything that happened to my father, everything that happened in the land where I was born.

The uprightness that my father taught me through words and deeds has brought me countless difficulties and tests, but I finally learned to be brave and break through the encirclement by virtue of my father's perseverance.

Looking at it today, the environment at that time is still destroying people who were as upright as my father. The environment has not improved, but has intensified. My new life today was ignited by my father with his life, and I will never forget it.

I will never discard the torch passed down to me by my father, and I will continue to pass it on to illuminate more people.

Resolute, upright, brave.

Father, if there is a chance in the future, I will go back to see you.