Saturday, June 25, 2011

Who really cares you is me


Father's violin...... Haunted me young frivolous dream

The heartbeat of any soul, have been the surge of the piano. In the quiet night, miss walking can't find corner habitat.

The violin, father's violin. Finally fall on the age trace, into eternity. And as father in his memory now:

That year, father to beidaihe a meeting. Mother and I passed by the city, the meeting of this life only become. Also is that father is coming to visit us. The mother is ill.

I don't know how father is over eighteen years away from the city and approached this.

And I'm proud indifference of the personality from father to stubborn later mother's letter, the father said I was like him.

At that time I do not accept this in my memory never happened. Even from the heart, refused to come from his contradict anything-even if the I especially like the violin.

I don't know where the violin, but it now finally became my dream

It should be father only want to sent to me...

 Father figure is very sad. Although I don't have to send him.

 Father is right because I didn't want to leave our involvement we... Because I'm the attitude of the father, mother and talk to me last night.

Before that we this home has never spoke about his father.

"My father is love you \ \" this mother's eyes have a kind of light. \ "he know where you are to go to school or even been to your classroom but every time is quietly to see the day sat the train had left afraid the classmate know is bad for you......"

You the accidentally broken foot cannot go to school you father also bought medicine to see you pain like that he cry.

The father is tell mother has amounted to.......

Mother is unreasonable to refuse and father, but said that I can remarry and father life. At that time I refused.

Then I just know, mother has lung cancer late, she conceal to all his condition. The more don't want to drag the father.

Mother died soon, I received a phone that is father's students to call: "W...... teacher has been very CARES for you, I will go, go to study in the United States. So I today very foolish to give you this call... \"

I don't notice y mother told his father, his heart is bad, to suffer.

My tears welled out at once. Since the childhood, no matter where I go, I have been out of the father's line of sight. No

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