Some Thanksgiving peter
lala001 | 07 February, 2010 21:15
I was in strict father families grew up loving mother, although the father did not harsh punishment me, (hey, I am an obedient child yo), and his father is actually my very favorite, but in my young heart, some fear of his father only. The relationship between me and my father has always feared more than being close to my father in my memory is always very serious, and far fewer reasons for me closer to him.
Only later, the mother's departure would be a more visible manifestation of this problem out.
At that time, his mother had just died, my father and I are in extreme pain and struggled at home without the mother's family simply do not taste, desolate, like an instant collapse of the corner, I was born middle-aged parents, the only The daughter of a child, his parents grew up in an infinite favor simply do not know hard things, like little flowers in a greenhouse, where savor the wind and rain outside the greenhouse? Mother's death, so that the flowers had Zheke greenhouse forcing themselves to the fastest pace of life to adapt to this reality, never cook I have been working hard learning to cook, grocery shopping, housecleaning. Of course, Although these are minor, but for me that time is already much changed. I try to learn a lot of things that will make every effort to maintain the house as his mother still look. Because, in my heart, finds that only the father of a family in the world, only if we had each other!
However, in the father heart, I always was a child, the father followed the ancient tradition of educational methods, many things, my father would not mind sharing with me, so I often feel lost, with age, growth, and the Father's exchanges have been increasingly less, the subsequent days, the young and ignorant I have found that he did not stubborn at home, and in my mind, I found that my father abandoned me!
I started my life, I am self-reliant, try a variety before I did not even thought about life. Look at a variety of life, I need to draw experiences.
I went through a lot of people in the same age, I think my experience is relatively rich, the rich scenery of the day, no money to come down the days ... ...
No matter how difficult, but I have not taken the initiative to the family played a phone, or even see the phone display when the phone at home, I remove the battery, so the other can only hear "your call is not in service area customers," this is the case rather than as a blunt instrument not answer!
As the years progress, I gradually submerged in the life of the chores were to visit his father's time is also less and less.
Until some time ago, a father, travel, have been able to link cell phones, even a few days can not be contacted, I Piansi wok of ants, much suffering, stubborn to rerun this number was finally connected, the entire people is like collapse of the same charge that the father forgot which lead to an automatic shutdown without realizing it, and then, my father told everything goes smoothly the next few days to go home.
Putting down the telephone, but that empty feeling yo I was deeply shocked! I can not help tears, it is this man, he gave me a home, accompanied I gradually grew up, I was useless to those who are unable to rewrite the past, but rankled? I began to feel I was kind of small, selfish, narrow-minded. Thus, the heart, like a tofu, cut by numerous threads. I began to understand, in fact, has always been, I love him, I also started to understand how much I love him.
I can almost eat, wear almost, but gave me life, gave me a home, this man, I would not let him be the slightest difficulty. I think since then, my father would stand in a tree, a tree full of thanksgiving flowers, mosaic unbeaten, Thanksgiving without end.
Only later, the mother's departure would be a more visible manifestation of this problem out.
At that time, his mother had just died, my father and I are in extreme pain and struggled at home without the mother's family simply do not taste, desolate, like an instant collapse of the corner, I was born middle-aged parents, the only The daughter of a child, his parents grew up in an infinite favor simply do not know hard things, like little flowers in a greenhouse, where savor the wind and rain outside the greenhouse? Mother's death, so that the flowers had Zheke greenhouse forcing themselves to the fastest pace of life to adapt to this reality, never cook I have been working hard learning to cook, grocery shopping, housecleaning. Of course, Although these are minor, but for me that time is already much changed. I try to learn a lot of things that will make every effort to maintain the house as his mother still look. Because, in my heart, finds that only the father of a family in the world, only if we had each other!
However, in the father heart, I always was a child, the father followed the ancient tradition of educational methods, many things, my father would not mind sharing with me, so I often feel lost, with age, growth, and the Father's exchanges have been increasingly less, the subsequent days, the young and ignorant I have found that he did not stubborn at home, and in my mind, I found that my father abandoned me!
I started my life, I am self-reliant, try a variety before I did not even thought about life. Look at a variety of life, I need to draw experiences.
I went through a lot of people in the same age, I think my experience is relatively rich, the rich scenery of the day, no money to come down the days ... ...
No matter how difficult, but I have not taken the initiative to the family played a phone, or even see the phone display when the phone at home, I remove the battery, so the other can only hear "your call is not in service area customers," this is the case rather than as a blunt instrument not answer!
As the years progress, I gradually submerged in the life of the chores were to visit his father's time is also less and less.
Until some time ago, a father, travel, have been able to link cell phones, even a few days can not be contacted, I Piansi wok of ants, much suffering, stubborn to rerun this number was finally connected, the entire people is like collapse of the same charge that the father forgot which lead to an automatic shutdown without realizing it, and then, my father told everything goes smoothly the next few days to go home.
Putting down the telephone, but that empty feeling yo I was deeply shocked! I can not help tears, it is this man, he gave me a home, accompanied I gradually grew up, I was useless to those who are unable to rewrite the past, but rankled? I began to feel I was kind of small, selfish, narrow-minded. Thus, the heart, like a tofu, cut by numerous threads. I began to understand, in fact, has always been, I love him, I also started to understand how much I love him.
I can almost eat, wear almost, but gave me life, gave me a home, this man, I would not let him be the slightest difficulty. I think since then, my father would stand in a tree, a tree full of thanksgiving flowers, mosaic unbeaten, Thanksgiving without end.
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