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[After the day when my father was not at home, the father in the impression was a bad father who loved to drink, and every time he was fine, he came to "annoy" and I played computer Marlboro Lights. It��s so impatience to have some boring and naive jokes. During that time, my father went to Vietnam because of business travel. Mom said that it is far from home. When my father left, I felt completely liberated. I thought that I could play the computer with great pain in the next few days, and I was so excited that I would pick it up. My mother��s eyes are naturally through my mind, but I have not criticized me. But soon I realized that my mother��s real purpose daddy really went through a day or two after going out, but the feeling of ��sweetness�� only existed for a day or two. Everything has a greasy time. The computer was boring, and the mother had to play with me for a while, but she refused me ruthlessly. The reason is that my father is always playing with me. Her job is just to provide us with a happy and comfortable "site." Think about it too, my mother did not play any games with me, and my father took the initiative to find me to play. Helpless, I can only read a book in the bedroom. I also remembered my father when I was eating at night, because my father told me to eat every time. And that day, it was only because of the hungry "squeaky" called that I knew I had to eat. I have to take a shower after dinner, but my father is not there, no one is giving back! God, it��s only now that this great task was done by my father. I sighed and thought: "Dad is not at home now. Can I let my mother come back to me? No, absolutely no, I am so big, I will be jokes and die when I pass out." That night Naturally, the back of my own, the small hand can not touch the back, so deep that I have to sleep, and finally have to sleep, and the same boring day has finally passed. Undressing and getting into the cold bed, I collapsed. "Why is it so cool?!" The mother who had already stood at the door to prepare a big talk said: "I usually don't know if your dad gave you a warm bed Wholesale Cigarettes." I suddenly realized that if the dream woke up, it would be too big to rest. The eyes, tears seem to be falling. It turns out that Dad has been paying for me selflessly, but the little things that have been bit by bit have never stopped in my mind. And that is the real father love that I have neglected. In the days when my father was not at home, I became strong, self-reliant, and more importantly, I learned to cherish his love and understand his love. [Second 2] [There was a day when she accompanied her. She was gone now. Now she is filled with gratitude and nostalgia for her. In the days when she accompanied her, the flood flooded my heart and made me unable to resist. She is white-haired, but physically tough Cigarettes For Sale. She often helps her family to do some farm work. Last summer, as I imagined, she was ��sent�� to her home to live with him. That time is also the time when the land is busy. In time, the sun will be hot and the villagers will not be able to spend the rest of their lives at home. The crops will also suffer from many hardships. The ��strong grass�� that competes with the corn saplings of the knees and the knees seems to be standing proudly next to the banker like a group of strong winners. Zhang shows no one can match, no one can compare. The momentum, the sun hangs directly into the sky, selflessly dedicate the sun, and gives them the freedom to take advantage of it. She goes to see the growth of the field every other day, and I love to join in the fun like a follower. Of course, I will go see with her. A look. In the end, she decided to cut the grass. We took the sickle together and went to the cropland. I was suddenly defeated by the difficult task. She had already seen my thoughts and smiled at me. Although it is only a slight smile. But it made me feel very warm. At this time, she picked up the sickle and grabbed the grass with one hand. She quickly crossed the grass root with a sickle, and the weed instantly lost the original momentum. Her movements are very agile and I have to feel awe, but at the same time I feel embarrassed to see the weeds that have been cut. She said: "There are many grasses, but if you persist in your efforts, you will be able to get rid of them. It finally saw that the crop had a good harvest, it must be filled with endless joy, and the road to life is the same." I took courage, picked up the sickle, and slowly moved according to her movement, although she did not act. Skilled and agile, but I can also feel a little bit of success. We struggled for a few hours. Although it was sweating, it was very happy. I seemed to see the corn seedlings in joy, dancing, and celebrating this attempt for me. I spent the most meaningful summer vacation with her. She taught me to be strong. She taught me to face it. She taught me hard work and courage. She is my jealousy. With her companionship, let me not shrink back, let me not be weak, and more importantly, she made me feel the most sincere love. Today, although she has left me, she "continues to work hard and courageously "The moment will be around my ear, and I will not evade it anymore. She makes me more indestructible.
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