Mo, to the father

There is a love dior sunglass purple xd 0825 p 178 of grim in the heart of hearts, sleeping in the spirit in full in tears, with the growth in long pale hair, the silence in the rain. This love is called the father, thicker than water, do not wither does not fade, do not dry without rotting.

Father, this strange and for me the strongest terms, has been flowing in the blood; liquid, the immersion in the life of every corner. From birth to death, has been deeply rooted in the soul. Father, for me this far and warm words, has been breathing on the run, the filling into the life of every inch of skin. From childhood to maturity, has been closely associated in the soul. Father was a river, stream irrigation life I thirst; father is the sun, light up my days and nights in front of the dark road.

Memory tiffanyco925 sterling silver earrings e39 of father is silence, silence of few words, a look of quiet, and only open when the mother said with a smile playing quarrel; memories of the father is a strong wind and rain unnecessary or alarm, that his grandmother died Shique tears; dream my father was very far away, every time we were silent, are like the horizon, quietly gazing at him each time retreating figure, it suddenly felt so close; tears in the father is cold, every stubborn rebellious always staring at me, Each firm eyes to see him, only feel so warm. Father is of this little bit into the flesh, with a total inadvertently touched me, though the distance between our reach, can not touch.

Because my family was poor, his father abandoned fields early to go out alone to a strange man came to this cold city. I remember seeing is the Ching Ming last season, drizzle, cold spell is strong. A cluster of silver suddenly rolled up in his head, looked at his skinny back alone, I know that he was old, and a step by step toward aging, with my life is slowly shrinking, thin. How old does my father? Tears wet the mouth, chewing on my own separate from that part of the day with him, though a few months, there are several decades old. Yes, we have two more thick silence, the sea Hengjue, back has not gone back.

If the father has been very ugg boots classic mini 5854 grey incomplete in mind, when you see someone with a warm picture of his son when the heart sour. Remember as a child, my father was very strict correctional, and every home must complete the job, but also to check. In terms of money, he even set a good example of thrift, depicting a man I learned to never comparisons with luxury. Father, like smoking, alcohol is all his life, financial transparency into the blood, not drunk does not give up. Some of his friends are ordinary people who are good honest, every time the guests or friends stopping by to visit, my father always a pot of tea, prepared on cigarettes, waiting for others to chat. May have inherited his grandfather's habit of arbitrary power like his father, he is the master at home, only occasionally will listen to the voice of the mother.

But his real heart is fine, coarse and refined. Although it is a rural, and her father was tired of farming the land. The father's spine is straight from the fields of lines, wrinkles his father carved out of the rough rice. Father, a land of smell, even though ten years have bid farewell to pastoral; father's eyes are on the palms is a river, quietly shine through our homes, run silently support our lives. Father smiled, and I smell Daoxiang; father distress me, I heard the cuckoo's lament; father down a mountain, the father is a road running. He was born, the land will be vested in the land. Like his grandfather, have been buried in the hard work of his life in the land.