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My father and I
< p > window patter under a light rain, rain under the banner of the window, very light very light,sac goyard pas cher, but very regular, like a beautiful resort of light music. This year's winter came particularly late, but also can not stop its inherent indifference. While sitting in front of my computer, but his thoughts like sunny day white clouds float not to the point.
< p > 5 years old that year, my earliest memories,mont blanc pas cher, I was very young, stay at home, where not to go, father working in the family, every day at noon, when will come back, come back to look at his cute son -- I, then from a pair of is full of calluses of big hands, a piece of candy, give me to eat. Later, I know, it is his special province down to me to eat.
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9 years old that year, because I fight with my neighbor kids, the wrong is not me, but my father said I was wrong,chaussure jordan pas cher, but also I apologize to the neighbors, I really can not stand, I ran away from home. See the note's father, immediately ride out to find me. Because he knows I will not easily give up reading,scarpe hogan outlet, on the way to the school, and indeed as expected.
< p > 6 years old that year, my midnight fever, burn very calendar harm, simply can not sleep, father, without further ado, I wear good clothes took me in his arms, in the middle of the night I sent to the village doctor, knocked on the door to my cure. When I was young and sick, are the father took me to see. He always comfort me, when I was young and sick, grow up will not be sick anymore. So, I listen to my father's words, when I was a child injections and medicine never cry.
from small to large, 31 spring and autumn, the greatest impact on me when the number of my father. My father and I, my father and I, a pair of forever links together the relationship between father and son, a only I can experience deep kindness. As time went by,golden goose saldi, I grew up, father is old. However, this father and son but like a vintage wine is Chenxiang like, becoming more and more strong.
7 years old that year, I came back from school without doing homework, just want to watch tv. Father said I didn't listen to, then the father took the shoe, and started to hit my ass with sole, I cried while fleeing, fled into the room, my father also in continue to play, mother stopped, then the door was locked, I in the room spent the night, the second genius put me. This is the depths of memory by his father played the most serious one, I began to fear his father, my father said I did not dare to say two. Until I read the book,golden goose saldi, and now I am more of a father's understanding and respect.
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< p > that,goyard soldes, Thanksgiving Day, I received a blessing from a lot of friends. At the same time, I also wish the people I want to thank, my relatives, friends, and those who had helped me one, thank them into my life and make my life more wonderful. In the evening, a call back home, greeting parents, although a brief greeting, although not too many words, but into the greatest feeling of gratitude. It was they that brought me to the great, to cultivate the adult, to have today's life with me and my life. My dear mom and Dad,montblanc plume pas cher, thank you!
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