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It's Mid-Autumn Festival Again—i Miss My Loving Father
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When I was a child, every Mid-Autumn Festival, my father would always weigh two kilograms of rock sugar-filled mooncakes for me because I liked to eat them. On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, my mother carefully selects a piece of moon cake and divides it into five equal portions, one for each person in the family. My father's share was always given to me, and he always said he didn't like it. At that time, I only knew how to eat, but I didn't know why. Looking back now, I understand what
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My Father
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Every weekend, my mother and I go back to my hometown in the mountains to do farm work. Not for anything else - for my mother and my father. Since my father passed away, I have taken over the rake from his hand, carried the hoe on his shoulder, walked through the paths he had trodden with his calloused feet, and been busy in the fields that he had cared for... Intention:
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