Dad Is The Man I Love My Whole Life

Looking at any item in my family can see my father's presence, from the table to drink water to the chair in the house, even the bento box I bought for my child.
To the man who loves me all my life.
People say "Daughter is my father's mistress", I just laughed out, I do not have a story in the previous life with the next. Maybe until now I believe, if only I could love him as much as the love he gave me, I know that there is no better lover than that.
Dad, haven't written about you for a long time, how have you been in the past two months? Mom always asks, “Do you know if your father is used to life there? Have found a job yet? How to eat? Dad is a great engineer, isn't he

. Dad cooks very well and misses my parents very much, right? Each meal always has four bowls, four pairs of chopsticks, still a familiar seat of his father because my family can never forget his father's presence in this house. Let me tell you a story about a family without a laugh. Yen Bai in June was very erratic, Dad It's raining again today, heavy rain and intense lightning.



When I was a kid, once my father took my child to school, carrying the child in one hand holding a yellow umbrella with rabbit ears, the girl's clothes were also yellow, her hair was as short as a boy's. I loved the yellow color that day, like the color of a sunflower always facing the sun. When I got to class, Dad gave me an umbrella and said, "You should study well and listen to the teacher's words", then he ran home and fetched his bicycle in time to go to work in the middle of the pouring rain. That day, looking at the figure of the little father in the middle of the road, the old rusty car looked so hard and hard, Dad. I do not know how to say, nor do I know what to do because that day was too young. Growing up a little, understanding the father's sacrifice, I crave once to be piggybacked on that road.
Sometimes I wonder, is the self-born memory or I've been through it? Dad, I always wait for you to come home from work every day I miss you seeing the red motorbike.



Looking at any item in the family can see his father's presence, from a drinking table to a chair in the house, even a bento box he bought for his child. Everything is really difficult, Dad, how should I do it?
In the past, there were times when parents scolded their children in the middle of a meal, at which time they would let go of their chopsticks and let go of their chopsticks and did not want to eat anymore and ran up to the room to cry and eat. From the day my father left, there were meals that my parents were happily talking about, suddenly looked at the familiar position of the bowl, the chopsticks left empty, I just dared to look down at the bowl of rice and tears. . I'm older, when I cry I won't give up rice anymore. Dad, eat something for you.
The things I have done, I still remember them as printed, that does not allow me to do the wrong thing as told. Life out there is hustle, rush, hustle, sometimes I can't keep up with them.



Maybe you are a step late, a few steps or tired of wanting to let go of everything, but thinking about your father won't let me do it. I turned my head back earlier, I was running after the superficial things, some people coming and going, some unfinished stories, some things not yet done. Life is like that, things out of reach should not be too stubborn, we can just give up on whatever is wrong. There is nothing more precious than family. Although the family lacks a smile, the daughter of the father will try hard for the next days because of their love for her parents. "When I grow up I will marry a man like my father".
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