Time flies, I don't know dad you have left me for three years. I still remember the scene of your dying words can not speak, I cried next to you and said do not worry, I know all your worries and concerns: I will take good care of my mother and younger brother, take good care of the four uncle, I know that all of this is your thoughts ...... At that moment although you can not speak, the corners of your eyes flowed down the tear ......
These 3 years we are very good, the younger brother than before understand, have a girlfriend, not yet married, mom during the day to plant a variety of land, play jitterbugs, every night she will go to the square dance, sometimes I will also take her with me to go out to travel, the fourth uncle's daughter married a good family, son-in-law is very filial to him, and will often buy groceries to his home to cook. My work and life are more and more smooth than before, bouncing is also growing up day by day, I often mention to him the story of my childhood and you together ......
Although three years, but I often dream of you, the dream of you are still so kind, feel that you have always been by my side, just in a different world.
I wonder how you are doing over there? I'm not sure if you're okay over there, but I'm not sure if you are. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get it right. If you are missing anything over there, just give me a dream.
Dad, I miss you ......