Dear Dad
On this busy Sun morning，let me spend a bit time missing you， my sweet old man. Do you know even when I have my own family, my sweetest memories about men were from you, the neat soap smell of your shirts, the warmth of your hands... Your hand was so big and warm that in cold winter, I often slid both of my hands into your palm to get warm...
Though I’m a wife and mother now,in your mind, I am always the girl you need to protect.Every time when we visit mum and you, you prepare my favorite sweet and sour pork ribs , steamed fish for me. You cook a lot of food that I can take back home. You are the yummy- food grandpa for my son.Nobody in the world knows better about my favorites than you. Last summer I suffered a lot from the cervical spondylosis.When I was too painful to fall asleep in the mid- night darkness, I felt desperate and couldn’t help turning to you.I called you and you woke up and soothed me. You kept talking to me hundred of miles away until I fell asleep...
You are my mountain so safely wide that I can always depend on.
Now you get old and i get old too. .But Our love for each other will be forever young.
