Recently read Argentine writer Hulio Cotasar's "Literature Course"，When he talked about the role name of the short story "Southern Expressway"，He said that he did not use the name of the character，Instead, I used the name of the car，The reason is very simple，That is "in the society of your life，In my life in my life，The car is integrated with its owner at all levels ... as if it is their blood，The car and them are no longer separated "。

I can't help but think of my father，Think of the story of him and his two cars。Of course，His car is not a car，but the kind of human car without engine drive，A bicycle he used for decades，Another wheelchair car he used after bidding with a bicycle。They are integrated with their father's life，Like his blood，Unlike his life，Just as Kotasar described。

The original memory of my father，Vaguely, he appeared with his bicycle，It's like a person and his shadow。That bicycle is my father's favorite，It is no less love than the current car family。In his time，Bicycle is called one of the "three major pieces" of the family。The other "two major pieces" are: watch -let people know their time arrangement，Better management time; radio -let people understand the vast world outside bet365 live casino games their lives。and a bicycle installed a pair of wheels for human beings，While shortening the time and distance，It also extended a person's life scale。

Father’s bicycle is always brand new，What when I buy it，Still like that after decades，can be described as what is like it。In the early years，I always open my eyes in the hazy at the night，Father who sees the whole crown in front of the mirror，He will not go to the night shift。Not only the metal bracket of the bicycle、Loading、car shaft、Chain and leather cushion should be brightened，Tire must also be full of breath，The state where the finger is not moved is the best，It is easy to blew the tire，This is the secret he told us。Later，We also have our own bicycle，My father often does to wipe us the car，Use the old pork tube to cheer the tire。

Because I like a car，The younger brother who was young when he was a young man always learned to ride a bike sneaky when his father was sleeping during the day (his father has always been "three shifts")，Also riding a bike to the park wild bath，This is the mother's often embarrassed and bold。I learned to riding a bike is something after working。

The most commonly seen scene is，When my father is off work，Use his bicycle to drag a large bundle and rough "apricot bar" from the unit (scientific name Hu Zhizi，Commonly used in the basket，Steel manufacturers are used for steel pads，later became industrial waste)。At that bet365 Play online games time，Bicycles seem to become a strong horse of a loom，Father is undoubtedly a great character。Use "Apricot" as burning firewood to supplement the lack of fuel，Insert into the fence wall of the gardener in the back of the house，The man of this Gu family does not know how much strength has paid，How many sweats have been flowing，He and his bicycle have made good effort for this family。How do I know so much，Straight with pen、The tough tree strip as a whipping gyroscope，Waving in your hand to chase the dragonflies flying high in the high place，It was my fun at that time。

Father’s bicycle except for，is the manpatient，I saw the most lens is that my father went to the hospital with his grandfather who had difficulty breathing。There are two more times，My father pushes me about the illness，Walking on the way to the hospital at night，Remember the road is so long，My father is so urgent。The memory is still fresh at my adulthood，Also dusk，My father still rides a bicycle，My daughter on the front bar of the car，I am me on the back seat of the car，Passing towards the train station all the way。The wind is very large，Street Lantern Chari Ming，I felt guilty at that time，Also peaceful，A rare sense of happiness is born in the bottom of the heart。

The most lucky one is to meet his father in the Ansteel Factory area without expectations。My beloved and I ride a bicycle from west to east，At a small turntable，I met bet365 live casino games my father in the next middle class，Let's chat while riding together，Drive all the way outside the factory，The topic of the earthquake does not make us feel a little frightened。My father still kick the car easily and steadily，It seems as if you are at home as you are at home，Place of hard work in decades -factory，Give him a kind of comfort like a home。

There is a scene that stays in my mind for a long time。That is a evening when my father is approaching when retirement，I walked west along the asphalt road in front of my parents.，Go to the intersection with the main road，Waiting for my father to return from get off work。Seeing that he rides through the avenue。My father saw me waiting for him，Turn out and get out of the car。I took the car from my father and pushed it，Walking side by side，Accompany him to finish this road home。

Father after retirement did not quickly say goodbye to his bicycle。His body is still tough，A large cabbage is tied to the back seat of the car，Strong knot，Father carries the third floor with a car with a car，Qi does not grow，Noodles are not more color。Father’s "Hero Midway" suddenly has one day，He announced that he can no longer drive his car，It seems that the martial arts who have lost their martial arts overnight。So，The family member -like bicycle stands in a new outfit (wiped out) in the entrance hall，No longer useless land。Father watched it with eyes，Touch it bet365 live casino games without stopping，There is infinite love in the eyes，It is like a partner who has treated him for decades and daily, and the smoke years are gone.。

My father suffered from cerebral thrombosis in his later years，No way to walk，So the wheelchair becomes his last partner。The bicycle that accompanies him to the world is "retired"，Instead of a four -wheel chair -shaped wheelchair，Carrying his remaining life and boring life。

We first pushed him around the front building，Go to the fitness equipment venue of the nearby building group，Park that arrives at the longest one -hour journey。I like to push my father on a walk on the martyr behind the building，Seeing flowers in the spring -peach blossom apricot gold and silver flower，Autumn View Fruit -Apricot Peach Plum，Look at the neighborhood of playing cards、Playful children、Lonely Old Man、Patients who are also scattered in a wheelchair。

My father's last day was spent in the nursing home。In the long corridor on the second floor of the nursing home，My father is sitting in a wheelchair，We push the car back and forth，My father sometimes leaves the car to support the wall and walks on a section，More often (including dining) is where he is sitting outside his room，Wheel chair next to the corridor window，Let the light and wind be hit on his tired body，Until the moment when the night falls。

When I go to see him，I always like to push his wheelchair downstairs，Several rose flowers on bet365 Play online games the courtyard walls attracting him，From the time when a cold drink shop is not far away from the courtyard, the ice cream of a cold drink shop seduces him，Although he just looked at it a few times or occasionally eating one，But for me，This little enjoyment is enough to make me happy，and bring a beautiful stream of beauty、The sweet taste returns home。

A scene of a few days before his father's death is particularly clear。I was on duty that day，I push my father and talk while walking，Positive walking，Suddenly found that two or three white figures flashed at the corner of the tens of meters in front of the building，I immediately turned the car and turned around，But the scene was still discovered by my father。Remember he read a short sentence: "Dead people。"I asked him:" Are you afraid of death? "Answered rare decision:" What are you afraid of，All are so old，Okay early! "The father on the wheelchair's face is fearless。

Just a few days later，My father left us，Farewell to the residual life。After the end of that night，He was forced to leave the wheelchair car in the window，The two of our brothers supported back to the bed in the bedroom，I never returned to his wheelchair，Return to his eyes and stay、Window of God's Daddy。

"The white promenade is still long/the metal window is still open/sunlight poured into the autumn wind blowing/wheelchair and the old man fly from there/float in a line of text。This is the verse I wrote after my father's death，It is considered bet365 live casino games a text festival for his favorite man in this life。

The wheels rotate, how many life stories are taken away.