Recommended reading ｜ Want to write a letter to yourself

—— "村.” "Series of 36

□ Li Donghong

I was a little tired during this time. I woke up this morning, and suddenly had an idea: write a letter to myself, comfort, encourage myself, and talk to myself.

Now, no one has written anymore. A mobile phone Unicom world, a text message expressing everything, and the era of progress gradually disappeared.

What a wonderful thing to write a letter. I miss those years I wrote, really.

The first letter was written to the elder brother in the army when he was in junior high school.

That year, the elder brother left the village, bid farewell to his father and mother, went to the army, and served as a soldier in Hebei, Chongqing, Shenyang, and Inner Mongolia. From that year, a small "Army Glory" plaque has been hung on the door of my family.

The child was worried. In order not to let the mother care, my elder brother often wrote a letter back. Every time I received a letter from the elder brother, I read it to the mother, and then wrote back. Once when I wrote a letter to my elder brother, the mother must let me write: "Our mother deliberately let me tell you that in the army must do well, don't embarrass the village, don't embarrass the young and old,"

Several times I wrote, I wanted to tell the elder brother that my father's body was not good, and he was persuaded by the mother. "I have me at home, don't tell me, don't let him be distracted."

Until the father was in critical condition, the mother asked me to tell the elder brother. When the elder brother hurried home from the army, his father had left the world. Kneeling in front of his father, the elder brother was crying and could not afford to kneel.

When the elder brother was a soldier in Inner Mongolia, the mother asked me to write a higher frequency. The mother said, "The big name (the title of the hometown, referring to the father) is gone, and the brother must often worry about the family. The troops are at ease, and I am a good soldier. "Because I wrote too much, so many years have passed, and I have been familiar with the address and number of the army of the elder brother that year.

During Zheng Da's school, there was no phone call at home, and there was no mobile phone. When I went home during the holidays, writing a letter became the only way to contact my mother. In the letter, I reported some learning and living conditions to my mother. After receiving the letter, my sister at home read it to the mother.

However, there was one thing I didn't tell the mother, and I didn't say it until my mother died.

In order to reduce the burden of the neat mother, when I was a sophomore, I made a tutor and went to a cadre to give his children English and Chinese twice a week, and earned 20 yuan each. Every time the tutoring is over to Zheng Da, it is late at night.

I'm afraid of my mother's distress, so I never told the mother.

One day in my junior, I suddenly received a letter written by my uncle. The uncle was the political commissar of the County Public Security Bureau at the time, and was an old public security.

The uncle said in the letter that the mother was sick not long ago, and the mother did not let me tell me. He and Auntie took the mother to the city and lived in the hospital for a week. The village, let me rest assured.

In the letter, my uncle also educated me how to be a person, how to do things, how to report the country, and make people moving as an old revolution.

I have been collecting this letter for many years, but I did n’t know where I put it, and I could n’t find it anymore. It was a pity.

After graduating from college to participate in work, I received my mother to live with me. I wrote a letter, and I just contacted friends from other places. Later, with a mobile phone, I basically did not write anymore.

Five years ago, my mother died, and I was distraught. I lived in pain every day, and I couldn't get out. One day late at night, when I woke up in my dream, I suddenly thought of writing: Writing a letter to the mother in heaven. Therefore, every Monday wrote a letter and wrote to the mother in heaven. This writing is one year, 52 weeks. Later, after being sent to the Internet by a friend, I moved countless netizens. Many netizens who did not know the name also wrote to me, comforted me, encouraged me, and moved me very much. The reading volume of more than 100 million people on the Internet prompted the teachers of the publisher to bring together the publishing of the book "52 Letters to Mother", which was out of stock several times.

Unexpectedly, there was such a powerful power to write a letter.

Later, I put a copy of "52 Letters to Mother" on my mother's grave. I think the mother in heaven must have received it.

Now, on the way of life, everyone is tired, sometimes, we need to slow down, wait for the soul, and wait for ourselves.

Letter has basically disappeared for many years, but I want to write a letter to myself and talk to myself!

[About the author: Li Donghong, a native of Fugou County, Henan, graduated from the Department of Journalism of Zhengzhou University. He has successively served as editor and reporter of the Henan Daily, deputy director of the news special release department, and deputy director of the new media department. The editor -in -chief of the Henan Legal System. He has published 5 minister novels and prose collection of "Want to Watch Rain", "Anti -Corruption", "I'm a Police", "Question of Life", "52 Letters Written to Mother". Among them, "Question of Life" won the "Five One Engineering Awards" in Henan Province. .

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