Thinking of the moment your warm hands holding mine.I remembered that raindy day again in tears.When I was in Grade One,I kept on calling you to take me home.Five minutes later,you surprised me by arriving at the schoolin such a short time.You ran to me and smiled,"Sorry,my dear.I'm late."These were the only words you said to me then.
On the way,you held my hands.It made me fell safe as you had provided a shelter for me to grow up without hunger,illness or sadness.No matter how terrible the life gets,you never complain about anything.Your hope for me remains strong and you always have a smile on your face.The only thing I can repay you now is my respect and love.
In my memory,your big,warm and somewhat rough hands never disappear.Maybe you aren't satisfied with my behavioiur someyimes,and those hands may pat on me.However,you are still my favourite person----my father.
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