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I always believe that there are no parents who don't love their children. I also always believe that although my father has a serious preference for sons, he still loves my sister, me and my sister in his heart. However, all he shows is respect and fear that makes us flinch. How I long for parents and children to get along like friends, and they can give us more family warmth and tolerance! My father is 62 years old this year. He and his mother got married in the spring of' 65. My sister was born in' 69, five years older than me, and I am seven years older than my sister! My mother and aunt have secretly asked someone to show my father the horoscope several times. The fortune-teller said that my father had a chance. I don't know if it was really fate or accidental coincidence. My father's sons didn't live long, but his three daughters are thriving! Before giving birth to my sister, before giving birth to me, before giving birth to my sister, my mother gave birth to boys, but almost all of these boys died shortly after birth. The only one who survived longer was my younger brother who was born in 78. At that time, my father simply pampered and loved my younger brother as a baby. It was always after my younger brother had had enough to eat and drink that we got the three sisters' turn. He often buys new clothes and pants for his younger brother, but my three sisters always wear them after my elder sister wears them, and I wear them for my younger sister when I don't wear them properly. Anyway, he just focuses on his younger brother. It seems that his three daughters are redundant. My peers have already entered school, and my father never cares about my future. I will be ten years old by the time I finally walk into the school with my schoolbag on my back! Moreover, my aunt, who was working in Forestry Bureau in 1984, strongly urged my father to let me study. My aunt found a fat job as a contractor to take migrant workers to plant trees for her father, and my father and mother clamored to take my brother with them. Unfortunately, in that winter, my brother was hit by a military truck when crossing the road and his brains overflowed on the spot and died after two days of full rescue! My father and mother were heartbroken by the death of my younger brother, and the atmosphere at home became very dignified and suffocating. We three sisters were also unhappy from then on. To be honest, we were equally heartbroken and sad about the death of our younger brother, but at that time, apart from my older sister, I was just eleven years old and my younger sister was only four years old. How many things could I understand and how much pain could I bear? After his father was sent home by his aunt and the leader of the army who caused the accident, he was saddened by his brother's death day and night. He cried or talked nonsense. Uncle, aunt, aunt, menstruation ... and many people in the village came to comfort his father, but it didn't work. He even told those who came to comfort him that people were making fun of him and gloating over his loss of a son! People always don't know what to do. When my father cried and shouted his brother's name, my sister dragged me and my sister to his eyes and said to him, "Dad, people can't come back from the dead. Don't be so sad. Don't be angry. Lan Lan's brother is gone, and you still have our three sisters. We will be filial to you and mom in the future ..." However, my father roared angrily, "Don't be so sad." What's the use of having you? Together, you three are not as good as Lan Lan! Go away, don't let me see you! ! ..... "In the later days, our three sisters didn't know what to do at home. When we silently helped our mother with housework or took our sister with us to review our lessons under the leadership of our sister, my father would lose his temper and say," Are all the people in the family dead? ! The whole house is dead! " And when my sister and I accidentally make noise or hum children's songs because of the playful nature of children, my father will gnash his teeth and shout at us: "Lan Lan is dead, you are happy!" You three junkers are dead. Satisfied! ! ! ! ...... "Later, my father went out to make a living with the help of his aunts. He worked as a construction contractor, a medicinal material processor, a clothing store owner, etc., and he did earn a lot of money outside. Every time he returned to his hometown from other places, he really returned to his hometown, so he earned enough face in front of fellow villagers. It is precisely because of this and his natural good face that every time he came back, his home became a place for his friends, relatives and neighbors. Every day, there are always guests at home, and my mother and our three sisters don't feel the warmth of their family except the tiredness of entertaining guests. He can't play cards and gamble slowly, but he is always on call every time the villagers call him to participate. My mother and our sisters can see at a glance that whether the villagers ask him to play cards or participate in gambling on golden flowers, they are actually setting up a partnership for the money in his pocket. They always let his father win money first, but in the end it is his father who loses a lot of money! His mother advised him not to listen. He also said that his mother had long hair and short knowledge and even thought that the villagers would set him up to forbid his mother to ask about his affairs. My sister and I carefully told other people that they were really designing together for his money and advised him not to be fooled again, but he said, "It's no big deal! I'm in charge of Lao Tzu. I earned my money and I can do whatever I want. It's good for Lao Tzu to give you food and clothing for your study! I'm glad it's your turn to play cards with others! ...... "Therefore, my father almost became a complete gambler, and he lost a lot of money, and his heart slowly stopped taking care of business. My father's preference for sons has never changed. When I was admitted to junior high school, he insisted that I not study. He asked me to go to Huaihua's clothing store with him to help him, so that he could spare more energy to run another processing factory. At that time, my grades were very good and I liked learning very much. He said, "What's the use of women reading? Sooner or later, you will get married, and no matter how many books you read, it will eventually be someone else's family! Why should I waste money to send you to school for other people's families? " I said to him irrationally, "since you are so patriarchal, I was already a woman when I was born. Why didn't you trample me to death?" ! You don't think I'm a woman until now! ! ..... "In my father's impression, his three daughters have always been passive in front of him and never dared to protest, so my father was so angry that the veins stood out and shouted to raise a slap to hit me. I cried and rushed to him and said," You hit! You fight! Just shoot me. Anyway, you never treat our sisters as daughters! " But he didn't hit me, because my uncle, uncle and some people in the village came to pull him away. Under my repeated insistence and the persuasion of uncles and uncles, my father had to let me carry my schoolbag again and become a happy student. In the year when I graduated from junior high school, my family began to decline, and my father couldn't stand the changes of life plus his natural temper and impatience. It made the booming business suddenly enter a dangerous situation. He didn't listen to anyone's advice, such as his aunt. At that time, when it was difficult to borrow money, he insisted on borrowing 5 thousand yuan from the rural credit cooperatives! In the countryside in 1991, 5, yuan was not a small sum, and the monthly interest needed to be repaid was several thousand yuan. But my father thought that he could make a comeback and pay off the borrowed debts. Unfortunately, my father not only failed to make any money, but also lost all his funds and owed a lot of debts! My father, who didn't agree with my study, found a reason not to allow me to set foot on campus again. Since then, I have only graduated from junior high school, but I have stumbled into the door of society at the age of 18. In 1993, despite my firm opposition to working as a temporary worker in my aunt's city, my father entrusted me to work in Guangdong. He thought that Guangdong was almost full of flat storks and ants. yuan. I have never been out of town alone, so I suddenly left my parents' side and the shelter of my relatives to a completely unfamiliar environment. I couldn't find a job, didn't have a place to live, and suffered from hunger. It took me more than half a month to finally work in a private electronics factory. The environment of the factory was extremely poor, the management was very harsh, and the food was very bad. Coupled with the dissatisfaction of the water and soil, my body was full of itchy blisters and I always had nosebleeds. After half a month's night shift, my weight dropped from 16 kg when I first came out to 84 kg, and I felt that walking top-heavy all day long was like stepping on a cloud! I really wanted to go home at that time! But every letter from my father is the same topic. Today, I said that Zhang San, who is away from home in the village, sent 8 yuan to his home. Tomorrow, my cousin, who came out two months before me, sent it back to my uncle 1 yuan. He asked me to do a good job outside and send some money home to pay his debts every month like them! I understand his anxiety in the face of debt and his heavy responsibility. In the later days, I learned to report good news to my family but not bad news. I always wrote to tell my family not to worry, and all the hardships and tiredness of wandering outside were silently borne by myself! Finally, one day, I was sitting in the workshop when I was working, and I fainted to the ground in the dark! The doctor said that I was suffering from severe anemia and had to take a rest, but the boss dismissed me on the grounds that I had better take a long rest when I asked him for a week's leave with my medical records! At that time, there was only one month before the Chinese New Year, and many people were already planning to go home and reunite with their families. I wanted to go home like them. But I knew that I couldn't go back, and I had to find another job to make money to pay off my father's debts. With the help of my fellow villagers and colleagues who had been together for almost a year, I entered another electronics factory and became a member of the assembly line. It was the tenth day of December of the lunar calendar, and it was only twenty days before the traditional Spring Festival. A few days ago, my colleague sent me a letter from my father. He said that I just came out this year and didn't have much money, so I shouldn't go back for the Spring Festival, because the fare for going home during the Spring Festival was many times higher than usual. He told me to go back when I had time and the fare was not expensive. Although the days of wandering abroad were very bitter and tiring, and my health had been poor, my weight had dropped to about 7 kg, but the sincere care of my friends and the enthusiastic help of my colleagues also made me feel the warmth of true feelings! Later, my classmates and fellow villagers who worked in the same factory with me couldn't help telling my father about my physical condition after returning to their hometown. My mother and other relatives also unanimously asked my father to let me go home to recuperate for a while before going out to work to make money. After the Spring Festival, my father wrote several letters to ask me to take time off and go back to rest, but because I was working outside and touched someone else's bowl, I was in charge. For an operator who has not been in the factory for a long time, it is a difficult and impossible expectation to ask for leave to go home. In addition, I haven't sent much money home since I went out to work for more than a year, and I am a little afraid to face my father when I go back. Therefore, I have never been able to go back.--------------. Good memories, I hope you can spend every day happily. 26-6-18 15:21 (lonely night cold star) 1 [advertisement]: These ordinary things in ordinary life ... These ordinary things in ordinary life actually contain such deep and true love.