he corners of my eyes. I have shed tears for lonely elderly people I never met, and shed tears for the hard children who loudly sell in the cold wind. I think they are too pitiful and hardworking. Faced with my father, who is busy with his life day and night, dedicated to his work, and has no female brain, I have never been touched. Friendship may fade, vows may be forgotten, but family ties will endure forever. Human blood is thicker than water, roots and leaves are connected, day and night, spring and autumn come. Every step and every point of my life is the crystallization of my father\u0027s green snow, and every fall on my growth path will be merciless, My father left a mark on his broad forehead that will never be erased, and he used his powerful arm for me. Propped up the sky of freedom for me, my father used his solid steps to smooth out the thorns on my way forward. However, as time passed, his tall body became increasingly heavy, and his confident face grew older
Savoring every small moment in life, I felt for the first time that my
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