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, Reminds me of my childhood and my father some of the interesting small fragments.

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work in the city of my father, my mother took me and my sister live in rural areas, and my father is the most fun time to go home when the family is the happiest moment. He like magic from his bag to carry with us a variety of surprising change of toys, candy sweetness,Oakley Sunglasses, delicious cookies, my favorite comic ......... if you see what time to go home in a hurry, we did not have time to bring a gift,new era hats, he would take my sister and I to co-buy, then I'm so envious of cooperatives selling aunt,Monster beats by dre Studio, that she was too happy, guarding so many good things! Others find her to buy, she indifferent. I thought when I grow up have a

I remember going to school, I wrote a story about his father's writing, the teacher read in class as a Fan to the students listen, I vaguely remember some of which is described this way: on the threshold looking at the sky twinkling stars, breaking a finger counting, tomorrow is the date ah? father when to come back? what he will bring me a gift? day long like this night was endless.

until finally my father soon came back up! the sun is just cropped head, sprinkling the earth or the sun weak when I got up, put on his clothes that look best, wearing two horns braid, pull a sister's hand three-step two-step jump came home my father will be waiting by the side of the road.

looking at a car over, we craned his neck, eyes wide, mouth open I hope the car can be out of the familiar figure, and thus ushered in from the road side, away from the side of a road and a car. a child of eight children only three things that concern most of the minutes of passion, always will not be too long, so some anxious, I and my sister playing live in one of the stones as more, who won more than stones,winter cap, whoever won the game is always the temptation for kids no end, my sister and I play is put to the side of the road we have forgotten the purpose of the Lord and do the time, a special friendly voice in the ear;

my father is a very innocence of a young man, he would play games with us, give us the story, bought us all sorts of comic books, let me ride in his neck point play, will take us to catch frogs in the Gully and the father of the interesting .......... I think the text is difficult to state with a moment finished,Prada Sunglasses, some stories I had written on the heart, a lifetime will not forget!