Father s suitcase after reading 500 words

It's Orhan. Pamuk wrote.

"Father's Suitcase" is Pamuk's speech when he won the Nobel Prize for Literature, which is included in the book "A Different Color". He traces his own love and pursuit of literature and that of his father's generation, who handed over to his son two years before his death, in a suitcase filled not only with his manuscripts and notebooks, but also with the dream of a young man who wanted to become a poet.

His father's life had a great influence on Pamuk. Pamuk believes that it was his father who gave him the greatest freedom to pursue literature. How can the limited words and time express the most authentic and simple father-son love?

But I clearly felt it from his words. That's what I think is the charm of Pamuk's work.

A week after my father came to my office to leave the suitcase, he came to see me again. As usual, he brought me a bar of chocolate (he forgot that I was forty-eight). ”

When I was twenty-two, I gave up everything else, locked myself in a room, and finished my first one, Mr. Jeff Dett. With trembling hands, I handed my father, the unpublished **, which I typed out on a typewriter, and asked him to read it and tell me what he thought. This is not only because I have confidence in his taste and intellect, but also because his opinion is important to me.

I ran to open the door for him, and he didn't say anything, but immediately stretched out his arms and hugged me. He used this way to make me understand that he liked my ** very much. 、、

He said that one day, I will stand here like I am now, full of great joy and win this award. ”

At the end of his speech, he said: "Today, as I stand at the Swedish Academy, in front of the distinguished academicians who have conferred me this great award, in front of the distinguished guests, I deeply desire that my father be among us. ”

What a loss and regret it is, but I think his father has always been there, not only in his body, but also in his memory, in his works, and sometimes even by his side, and his father has never left him at all. Can I understand that? In any case, I would like to understand it that way, Dear Mr. Pamuk.

However, in my world, my father, I call him Dad, in fact, I prefer to call him Lao Xu. In his eyes, I will always be a much younger child than him. I am willing to work with him, study, and life, I can always get the answers I want from him, and his words can always wake me up at critical moments and bring me inspiration、、、 sometimes I feel that the person who understands me in the world is none other than him, but sometimes, I will be sad to find that he doesn't understand me at all.

I know, it's not his fault!

Today is Father's Day again: Comrade Xu, I wish you a happy holiday! Happy everyday! Love you!