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One day I will find my own prince, and you will always be my king

author:Sunshine warm sun aFwx

When I was a child, I always felt that the serious you were difficult to approach, always could not understand you; it was always as if something was missing between us. You and your mother get up early every day and always ignore my brother's feelings; when I was a child, I was very envious of others, and I had my parents to accompany me to and from school, while my brother and I did not, always lonely; every time I had a parent-teacher conference, you were always absent, I was always inadvertently hurting you, always unable to understand you.

It wasn't until junior high school, when you went back with me, sent me home to study, and ran around for me, that I felt serious and silent fatherly love. In the first year of leaving you, I thought about you, and every day I reflected on myself when I was a child, I was unreasonable to make trouble with you, I lost my temper with you, and I always couldn't understand you. Later, I found out that everything you did was for me and my brother to live better, you always saved money, got sick and still had to go to work... These unsung loves make me feel that I should cherish every minute and every second of your side of me.

Later, I finally became a good girl in your eyes, studying hard, making myself excellent, and making your face light; trying to talk to you about various topics and make you happy; the smile in your eyes is the happiest moment I feel.

Today is Father's Day, thank you to my dad, grow up with me, I will accompany you to grow old, become your most intimate little cotton jacket, will also become your strongest body armor! Father's Day is only one day, and Dad's love is years and years ❤️

One day I will find my own prince, and you will always be my king

One day I will find my prince too, but you will always be my king ❤️

One day I will find my own prince, and you will always be my king

My father had no prose poems, his diary only had dates for others to work, his hands were full of cocoons, he was not good at words, he could not say beautiful words, he was very ordinary and could not give me anything, but he gave me ❤️ everything

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