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Many years ago, when reading "Back", the inner feeling was not very deep, however, a few days ago, when reviewing "Back", the inner feeling is very delicate, strong, sad. Tears, just inadvertently slide down the face. This tearful eyes confused, as if to see a vague and powerless father that bleak back, but also as if to see his father's face that the vicissitudes of the years traces.The familiar melody reverberated in my ears, recalling my father's dancing figure. There seems to be a word that has never been spoken - Dad, I love you!

This year's father's Day, I especially want to my father, since I sensible beginning, feel and father far away, is it because I grew to a big girl like? Many times, many words, I also hope that we can talk like friends, but you don't seem to understand it! Otherwise, how come you have never mentioned anything to me, our relationship is just in money, I do not know from when, only money is the only reason I find you, only money is the communication between us.The familiar melody reverberated in my ears, recalling my father's dancing figure. There seems to be a word that has never been spoken - Dad, I love you!

Father is the backbone of the family, is a piece of the family, is an indestructible mountain! How many days, father for our family, hard work, hard, struggle. How much suffering my father endured; How many tired, father bear; How many difficulties, father withstood; Coming; For the family, for the children, perhaps the father had grievances, perhaps the father had helplessness, but the father as a mountain, he has survived, originally, thousands of hardships are not pressed across the father's sky-high backbone!The familiar melody reverberated in my ears, recalling my father's dancing figure. There seems to be a word that has never been spoken - Dad, I love you!

When the bell strikes in June, you will remember Father's Day this month. In fact, we really should have a good chat, so that perhaps we will not go too far, our feelings will not block a window, even if God opens the window, our door is still locked, we should cherish our window distance, because we will not be too far away!

"Always taking from you, never saying thank you. Until I grow up, I understand that you are not easy, every time you leave, turn easy, smile and say go back, turn tears wet eyes, want to be the same as before, hold your warm palm, but you are not beside me, carry the breeze to ankang, time slow down, don't let you grow old, I would like to use everything I have, in exchange for your years long flow, life strong father, What can I do for you? Little care to accept it, thank you for everything you do, hands up our home, always do your best, give me the best, I am your pride? Still worried about me? The child you care about, ah, has grown up..."

The familiar melody reverberated in my ears, recalling my father's dancing figure. There seems to be a word that has never been spoken - Dad, I love you!

Many years ago, when reading "Back", the inner feeling was not very deep, however, a few days ago, when reviewing "Back", the inner feeling is very delicate, strong, sad. Tears, just inadvertently slide down the face. This tearful eyes confused, as if to see a vague and powerless father that bleak back, but also as if to see his father's face that the vicissitudes of the years traces.