Background information of father's mystery

The Mystery of Father is selected from a short article in 1986 Overseas Edition of People's Daily. The original text tells a riddle of an overseas wanderer recalling his father, which shows his deep fatherly love and reflects his daughter's deep miss for his father. Excerpts from some texts. The original text is as follows:

When I was a child, my father liked to teach me riddles. But I am stupid and have a bad memory. I have forgotten a lot. Sometimes the more people want to remember, the harder it is to remember.

Father has many riddles. Summer night, autumn night, and winter plateau night, sitting in the starry yard, sitting by the campfire, the most interesting thing is to guess dad's riddle. My father squinted and smiled at me, reading his riddle leisurely. Blinking, I looked up at my father's eyes and felt that his smiling eyes were as deep and mysterious as the night sky. When I think hard and feel that my little head is swollen, my father will give me clever hints. When I cried proudly, he also smiled "hey hey".

Gradually, my father's riddle seldom stumped me. There is only one riddle I can't guess.

"Close the box at night and open the box in the morning. There is a mirror in the box, and there is a delicate girl in the mirror. "

I've thought about it for a long time, but I can't figure it out. I asked my father, "Why is there a nice girl in the mirror?"

Father smiled and said, "Listen again-"He closed his eyes, "Close the box at night," and opened his eyes again. "Open the box in the morning," Father put his eyes close to me. "There is a mirror in the box. Look carefully, is there a little girl in the mirror? "

I cried, "it's eyes, it's eyes." Father said, "Yes, these are my father's eyes." I asked, "What should my eyes say?"

"Close the box at night and open the box in the morning. There is a mirror in the box, and-"Father touched his gray hair and said," There is an old man. "

I took this riddle to test my friend and changed the last sentence to: "There is a puppy in the mirror." Like my father, I opened my eyes one by one to inspire them.

Whenever I pout, frown and look worried and sad, my father will read "Close the box and open it", open his smiling eyes and ask me, "What's in the mirror?" When I was silent, he guessed, "White rabbit? Big apple? Doll? Silk knot? Flower skirt? Pencil sharpener with deer? ..... "My little heart will always be cheered up by one of them. When my father changed them, I asked him, "How can you guess what's in my mirror?" My father's eyes are mysterious, as if they can conjure up a lot of happiness and light for me.

But once my father couldn't guess. Because I grew up, a small door opened quietly in my heart. A shadow was cast into my heart from my eyes and could not be erased, and the shadow "he" didn't know at all. Suddenly I felt that the light my father had brought me was dim, and I only said to that person in my heart, "Without you, I am darkness." Dad's cooking is not fragrant, so I can't swallow it. Father asked, "Who bullied our little sister?" I suddenly felt so wronged that tears began to drip down. My father teased me: "A thousand threads, ten thousand threads, can't be seen when you fall to the ground. Sister Qing's eyes are going to rain. " But I felt full of troubles that my father couldn't release. I tossed my head and ran into my house. My father followed me in, patted me on the head and asked me, "What's the matter?" I cried, "I'm dying!" " "The father smiled and said," you said you were going to die at an early age. Dad is so old that he still wants to live 100 years old. Oh, oh, oh, there must be something you like very much and won't tell dad, right? Okay, let me guess. "

Father counted a lot of things, but naturally they were not what I wanted. How to tell dad that there is a "smelly boy" in the mirror? Because my father can't change that heart into my palm anyway. Father continued to guess, but he still couldn't guess. I feel so far away from my father that my father's strength is limited. I said to my father, "If you can't guess, you can't change it. I have the final say this time. " Father's narrowed eyes suddenly became so melancholy.

One day, I told my father that I would leave him and follow that man to a place far away from him. I am my father's favorite and the only one. I should be with him, and I can't bear to leave my father, but I have no choice. My father listened to my words quietly, and there was no expression in his muddy eyes. After half a ring, I said, "I know that one day you will leave and the women's university will not stay." Before leaving, he added, "If he is not nice to you, you can go home."

But I wasn't with the man in the mirror. I missed it. The days that followed were nothing. I hide it well in front of my father and always say that I am lucky because I have a son. Once I thought of my father's birthday and wanted to honor his old man, I asked my father what he needed and said that no matter what he wanted, my daughter would try her best to "change". I suddenly had an absurd idea: if my father asked me for the sun and the moon, could I "change" it for him? Of course, my father would never ask me for this, but I laughed at my filial piety. Guess what father wants?

Father replied, "close the box at night and open it in the morning." There is a mirror in the box. There is a little girl in the mirror. "

Those are my father's eyes. How could I not guess?