Time is like a shuttle, he grows up with love with love

Today is the 7th year 05 month and 23 days that the sky is accompanied by you

The young people do not know the parents' willingness

Adult Fang knows parents grace

Parents are people who have raised us

The father coexisted with severe and gentleness

Speaking with Speaking and Paying in the same place

He is the most lonely and the gentlest

If the mother is a harbor that can avoid the wind at any time

So my father is more like a boat that takes our goes to sea

Push us to the distance and sail

Father's love is like a mountain, tall and towering

Father's love is like heaven, rough and far -reaching

Father's love is like a river, slender and source

I thought

My father will only be indifferent and harsh, deep as mountains

I only know when I grow up

Father is always father who covers the wind and rain, warm as wind

My dearest father

His wide back is the original armor

The height he tried to support me made me see a greater world

His words and deeds teach me to support the army to patriotic

His every move will bless me to thrive and grow up

His love for me is subtle and powerful

I was very playful when I was a childhood

And he played with me naive to play with me

Guarding my growth regardless of returns

Full -hearted to accompany me game

He makes my childhood full of seven -color light

His love for me is selfless and loves

Growth is a difficult thing

He helps solve the academic setback

He teaches experience in life problems

Whenever I encounter an obstacle on the way forward

He is my most powerful backing

His love for me is silent and gentle

The dream of participating in the army is finally realized

He is abnormal

Tears embraced me in my arms

I know it was his extreme reluctance

But it is also his expectation

His love for me is reluctant to be enthusiastic

Leaving the safe harbor he built

We have become the phone and the end of the phone

He can't wait to ask the details of my life

But I am perfunctory and there is no following

At this time I seem to be indifferent

His love for me is delicate and timid

Father's love is invisible, but it is like a mountain

Father's love is silent, but he rang through his ears

When he was young, he was my giant

When I grow up, I am his reliance

The coming day is not long

Time has never been forgiven

Grow up slowly

I hope my father will grow old!

Production: Xu Yibo Cui Jie

Produced: Li Zibo

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