Last coming up to my father's death anniversary, remember, just think she was waiting at home but far away forever. Illustration (Source: Internet) Last night dreamed that my father went back! My father was extremely angry, The red side jubilantly socks the bamboo bamboo she still erected in the corner of my brother a battle for a battle for afternoon not to sleep without hiding the house to take the jackfruit with dragonflies! I have run out of the sky, I can't escape the suspension to just face the way to face the wall. I alone take care of and teach a flood, my parents go to work (work) Saturday . Normally, sisters have played so that the house of messy, but on Saturday afternoon, it must be absolutely neat, clean from the inside out of no dust. My father who sees anywhere is not clean, who is scolded and eating the first blow will be her because: is that you don't tell you you should take responsibility, my father's reason is like that! Playing should be subjective, thinking how my father also naps like every day, so I can follow the friends without knowing the father followed behind the ancestor when I couldn't catch any dragonfly
. That day he was ate the blows but my mother and my mother couldn't stop or support him. At that time, he was almost about 12 years old! Fear of his father, he hidden to evening didn't see his face, but the whole family thought he was around him so he would ignore. By 9 pm, I still didn't see him, my grandmother panicked to find the lamp around her neighbors
Ms. Thuong and afternoon, the house (my grandchildren) should stand sitting without still carrying a long pole to let go down to see if he was foolish and jumped down there. In the countryside, everyone who said children and wandering the evening is very easy to share, someone who herself into the bamboo dust and stuck in it, sometimes the new bamboo dust pulls out! (My grandmother was afraid of him with a majesty). Every effort is not in the same result, where she is white. Lastly, she woke up soon to blow the rice and then took 7 small grasp into the mother and some of the miscellaneous fruits in the garden garden to bring the gate to light up the hiss, howling to call him. After this grew up, I understood why she did that, and when did you see what she did, I would like to follow in the hope that my brother would come back but she didn't have any questions. That day, she did not swallow the rice bunch of rice besides thinking about him, watching her withered because I was worried about my sister I didn't know what to do in addition to giving out the garden. . Children in the neighborhood are also mobilized throughout the corners, ponds to find but they don't see him. In the afternoon, my sister blew rice, in the kitchen, there was no need to raise the wooden place only for Winter and rainy days for firewood, I saw him lie on the roof of the tile
Foul and dirty people like rats. My grandmother welcomed to drag him down but the tears of lenses, asked Sa asked and touched the person who was just afraid to make him a snake bitten (because my mother told me to see the scorpion nong in it) Afraid he died into hungry ghosts. I wake up avocado who answered not hungry because everyone did not have the house he had spawned down to eat cold rice, if he did not go to the house to eat corn and boiled potatoes (the house, he always had a corn basket or boiled potatoes Hanging right at the porch). After that time, I'm afraid of my father. The more I am the older my father and older and never says heavy with your children, differently my sisters are small. The whip was even gone. Dad's attacks in the past were brought out every time there was a chance to take the table like funny stories, like to recall childhood memories. My grandmother was no longer in earthly, my father also left after a stroke and couldn't say anything to the children. My brother, seemed to hurt her heart after her departure, then my father was so quietly quietly and devoted to the heart of smoke, the grave for her and my father was extremely thoughtful. My sister believes, somewhere in Heaven, my father can smile and rest assured about her children. It's about to come to my father's death anniversary, remember, I love you waiting at home but far away Where does it take place. . Dịch vụ:
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