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For as long as I can remember, there has always been a blue
raincoat in my memory, a blue dream that belonged to me.
When I was very young, on rainy days, my dad would ride his bike to pick me up
wearing that blue raincoat. Through the thick glass of the kindergarten office,
I could see my dad in his blue raincoat from afar. He rode steadily on his bike
while I sat behind, hidden in the blue raincoat, playing with my toys, looking
down at the water splashing under the wheels, and occasionally putting a piece
of candy in my mouth. The light passing through the raincoat gave me a blue aura
and a strange sense of comfort. So, in those days, I longed for rainy days to
come again and again.
To be able to recognize my dad's blue raincoat accurately at the first sight on
rainy days in the future, I secretly drew a big smiley face with watercolor pens
on the front of the raincoat. When my dad found out, he not only didn't blame me
but also praised my talent in painting! So, this precious raincoat, which was
given to me when the sun was resting, became one of a kind in the world.
As I grew up and learned to ride a bike, one rainy day, I was waiting in the
classroom for my dad's blue raincoat, but instead, I saw my dad in a purple
raincoat, which surprised me.
My dad stretched out his hand and handed me the blue raincoat, saying, "Put it
on quickly!" I hesitated for a moment and then put it on. At that moment, I
understood that it meant that from now on, when it was windy and rainy, I had to
use my own hands to hold the handlebars and my own eyes to judge the route I was
going to take. The brilliant smiley face on the blue raincoat remained the same.
Later, I had a yellow raincoat and a red raincoat, but they never felt as
special as my blue raincoat. Was it because of the bright smiley face or because
it had been nurtured by my dad during my growth? I couldn't tell.
Now, every time I see the blue raincoat quietly lying on the top of the
bookshelf collecting dust, my heart trembles. It has silently given everything
for me, just like my dad. I want to take the raincoat down immediately and look
at the brilliant smiley face on it covered in dust. |
