
The Last Love Was Given to Me
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Speaking of father, everyone has his own story, his own love, his own emotions. People often say that father's love is like mountains and mother's love is like water. I feel that father's love is sometimes softer than water and softer than cotton. My father is an out-and-out farmer who grew up in a ravine with his face facing the loess and his back facing the sky. Although my education is not high, my father has told me since I can remember that I must be down-to-earth and diligent in my work. I must not do anything that violates laws and disciplines. I must not do anything that is harmful to nature. I must stand upright and have a clear conscience. God is watching what I do. My father, who wanted to be strong all his life, did not get the life he wanted in his later years...
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