They all say that my father is an old watermill that has been going on for a long time, singing old songs in all seasons, day after day, year after year; They are all saying that the father is a flame, and it is all the dedication of his life to ignite the halo of life for the children; are saying that the father is a handful of loess, buried with joys and sorrows, shouting in the dark and lonely night, but no one found that the strong man in the past has lost the stern and broad figure of the past, and now the father is old, it is completely old, and life has completely turned the father into an old man.

Looking back many years ago, and looking at today's scene, I don't care how great my father's love is, because I know that all my father can give me is these money in exchange for life and health at the cost of leaving home, for this family, he has paid half his life, I only care about him, I care about this man who carries the world with his flesh and blood, he is my father, and the epitome of every low-level father.

When the peach blossoms have not yet reflected red, the father quietly left, no one knows, alone, do not take away a piece of dust, only leave the reluctance and resoluteness all the way, when the heavy snow dyes the earth into an endless silver, the father hides a body of exhaustion, with a face full of joy returned home, the father does not say anything about the suffering outside, nor the tiredness of the outside, in the father's eyes, with enough tenderness to drip out, this is the most anticipated scene of the father's year, but also the happiest moment of the father's year, But this is the last scene I expect to encounter this year, because year after year, year after year, my father appears in my life too rarely, really too little, as if only these days I know that there is a father, as if my father is just a familiar but strange relative in my family, and there is no such joyful family affection at all.

Over the years, I have gone to the left, my father has gone to the right, and they have become farther and farther away from each other, and they have become more and more strange.

Now that I think about it, I have never understood my father, nor have I ever understood my father, nor have I really cared about my father, for my father, as long as I want it, as long as he has it, he will give it to me, no regrets, this is the best he can give me.

The most fundamental shortcoming of parents is that they want their children to win glory for themselves, and the most fundamental shortcoming of children is that they love to blame their parents for the reason why they are not good, I have been complaining all these years, I have been acting arbitrarily, but I have never thought about all these complaints and puzzles, in fact, I am not good enough, brave enough, not responsible enough, I have found too many excuses for myself, I take my shortcomings to label my father, all this is just my desire is insatiable, I am too greedy, I am not good enough, Over the years, I have been deliberately misunderstanding my father, and I have been hurting my father, and I have not really stood in my father's perspective to think about his difficulties, I have always been selfish, but I take this for granted, just to get more love.

In rural areas, the lack of the role of the father in the child's childhood life has become common, because someone has to support the family, and the synonym of raising the family is to leave the hometown and abandon the family, so this burden is naturally carried by the father, so the little boy in the countryside is easy to form an introverted and radical character, and the little girl is easy to form a big female man's character, because there is no mirror of the father to correct, it is not enough to rely on the mirror of the mother as a reference; There is no one to teach children that "the most difficult thing is not to face all kinds of setbacks, but to face all kinds of setbacks and blows, but not lose their enthusiasm for the world", so children always love to avoid difficulties and always tend to complain; And no, "when we pause in the face of some difficulties, my father always says, 'You're going to get it right!'"

With your cleverness, this little thing will not be difficult for you!' And because of my father's words, we often miraculously get things that we couldn't get right, and we become interested in jobs that were originally considered daunting.

Because my father is always busy, he is really busy, and I always pretend to be busy, but in fact I am not busy at all, just because the relationship is too rusty, so it has become a legend to talk with my father over the years.

I once complained that my father was very unresponsible, born but not raised, and did not understand my father, always picking on my father's shortcomings, complaining about this and that, and now I really realize that life is not easy, for my father, this has been done very well, because the best thing he can give is to let us live in peace, eat and clothe warm, even if it is at the expense of half of his life.

Don't care about the deep relationship, just want to see him in this life, now think about it, this life can be his child, it is already very happy, the emphasis on being a man is content, because he gave me enough good, I want him to rest, because he has worked hard for half a life, paid too much, now he is like a gradually barren land, obviously squeezed dry and nutritious by plants and trees to barrenness, but he still contributes his only remaining fertility, just to let the grass and trees, his children, bear seeds full of hope, and continue life. Float to a paradise full of life.

It is said that father's love is boundless, and no love in the world can overload father's love, but father's love is boundless, how can loyalty and filial piety be both, and my father's love for me is as deep as the sea, and I should repay it.

The vicissitudes of my father are the testimony of his sadness alone over the years, and it is also the testimony of the love he gave us that will not end, even if the years are barren, this love will not stop, there is no great love, but it is better than any great love, this is the cheapest but incomparably precious father's love of the bottom people!