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PostPosted: 05 Nov 2019 08:11:50    Post subject:  After I was in junior
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After I was in junior high school, I often lived in my grandparents' home because the school was far away from home. Soon, a strange father and son in the grandfather's neighbor unit caused my curiosity. It was a thin, squatting man with a boy who was about four or five years old and looked dull. When entering and leaving, the man's hand always holds the child tightly. When I saw the neighbors, he just smiled a little and didn't speak. Under my questioning, my grandmother simply told the story of the father and son. The man is an ordinary railway road protector. When he and his wife are delighted by the birth of a life at home, they have suffered a head: their children have been diagnosed with congenital mental retardation. When the child was over one year old, the bad luck came to this unfortunate family again, and the child's mother was terminally ill. After owing a large medical bill, the child��s mother finally left the father and son. Since then, this man has become a shackle and a mother <a href="">Wholesale Cigarettes</a>, and has been struggling to pull the son who is even ambiguous. However, fate and their jokes have not yet been finished. When the child was more than three years old, a man took him to overhaul the railway he was responsible for. He put the child on a piece of grass a little farther from the railway, and he stopped and checked along the railroad track. He also looked at the son on the grass from time to time. When he heard the sound of a distant whistle and looked back at his son subconsciously, he found that his son��s ghost was standing on the railroad track that the train was flying. He rushed back insanely, and when his train flashed, he took his son out of the rails, his feet, but he was crushed because he had no time to get back. Grandma said that many neighbors went to the hospital to visit the poor father and son. The man didn't want to scold the child from beginning to end. He just said, "Gig me, I haven't waited for my grandmother to finish, I have already burst into tears. My The heart was touched and guilty to the grandparents' home, except because the school was far away from home, there was another reason why I didn't want to say it. I wanted to avoid my "inhuman" father. I was impressed by the small impression <a href="">Newport Cigarettes Coupons</a>. Dad didn't talk and laughed, and the requirements for me were very strict <a href="">Marlboro Gold</a>. I was afraid of being black, I slept in my hut in his reprimand, and when I didn't get up late in the morning, he asked me to face the teacher's punishment... I More than once, I secretly sighed that my life was not good, and I put on such a ruthless father. So I often sighed with my father and made a temper. Now I just borrowed the school and lived in my grandparents' house. The grandmother��s story opened my memory. Another gate. I had just been in the middle of the night in elementary school that year, I was vomiting and diarrhea due to acute gastroenteritis, looking at me who was unconscious because of dehydration, When Dad was on the back, I ran out. Because I couldn��t get a taxi along the way, he ran to the hospital like that until I had settled in the hospital. My mother found that Dad didn��t even wear socks. Dad always went to my room in the middle of the night to cover me with the quilt that I had smashed. The dinner table pushed me the food I loved in front of me...just me, I deliberately played down my father. At the moment, I finally understand that my father��s love is not only as cold and tough as a mountain, but also like a flowing water, and my father��s love is like a mountain.<br/>Related articles:<br/> <a href="">NewportCigarettes</a>
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