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In the blink of an eye, my daughter has entered junior high school. Looking back on the past, as a father, I have too many regrets and guilt. I want to try to change, but change is so difficult. I was like a helpless child, ignorantly trying to fulfill my duties as a father. Inertia embodies irresistible force. I'm delighted. I'm scared too. I want to record these lush years so that my memory will remain fresh even as time passes. At some point in the future, when my daughter grows up, regardless of love or hate, I just want to tell her: I love you, and I hope you will be your backing, and I will give you everything, even my life. If you are dissatisfied with me, or even hate me, I will not blame you, because I did not do what you wanted, because I love you. You are the most luxurious and precious gift that nature has given me in life. For this, I will be proud for the rest of my life!