Time flies, years metempsychosis, turn to his father's death is coming, and want to write something, but mind cluttered, could not find a clue. Father, I gently shouted, mind a while warmth, a qualm, father, this long-unseen word, always hidden inside, dare not touched. He left I've almost five years, in these years, I do not write down a little bit about father's statement, not missed him, but miss acme, only afraid oneself BiLi too shallow, strength is too thin, could not write a father's broad and massiness and snubbed father.
Write the title, and I couldn't help tears, for several years fake up strong appearance and the disdain to many things, the heart of the unmanifest flash floods as like burst pain I devoured the star has no longer young heart.
Father is not great, nothing can eulogizing great feats of. He also not celebrities, never leave what rich legend story. Father is a kind-hearted, truly, humanness hanhou's life never, , work conscientiously, bears the burden of responsibility, is ill to still take a few days off, like a LaoHuangNiu as only know the drudgery and never get what rewards, the youth and energy to his love for the cause.
My father and I had a great affection, childhood love clung to his father's side, though not very talkative, but I can feel his mercy. I love the father by watching him was busy, vision not free, love beside him say small children think funny stories, father always lovingly lingered hair, jolly, listen, a deputy intoxicated with the demeanor. When I was ill always father accompany, as if a father in, what pain all can reduce the ground. Attachment to the father, as if my father is my dashan, is that I depend on, have a father in any difficulty I can laugh meet face.
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