Night, a good quiet, soft silvery moon shed a manner; night a good deep, and Dad had ups and downs of the snoring is like a moving moon song, echoing into the night sky. Looked at his father sleeping face, my thoughts are drifting Napian holy night ... ...
As a teacher had summer and winter is the golden period of rest. However, on the contrary, his father's work much better than schools in more than two times the hard work.
Thought of my father's face was hoarse and rough hands, my heart will always have a sour feeling. Thought of his father's face that had aged, I decided to experience the hardships my father.
On that day, I go with him to Orange to work, he asked me to put off the whole flower of orange tree. The tree, as people are so high, paving the toe touch is also not top of the tree, and that spend more get an hour, but could not finish an Zhai. I whitening little hand engraved with the assassination of a streak, neck stiffness were no less than bend. Hard-won, unspeakable.
Orange originally thought to work is a very easy thing, Who knows Rehuoshangshen dry up and know that this is ah, a word "tired," Oh, finally come to the parents is not easy, and they lived together before and what things are moving moving mouth, some people put your visions into reality, and now has his own to find them do know how much trouble bending over to pick up the day watching his father fall to the ground things, suddenly discovered that he had an old-state is no longer I can remember that everything is yet to be rattled, the father of unparalleled strength big tears when I come to a sudden gush. 35 Writing Network
Life is real, everything has a so-called double-sided nature of life experiences when he sent us also be obtained from us the most precious things.
Remembered his father's face had aged, I came to understand: filial piety, which is also present to man. Only a parent who knows Thanksgiving can be a complete person.
Think of it the face of increasingly hoarse bar!