英语父亲节500字篇2

I alone chair to sit by the window, listening to the sound of the rain bigwutong, dribs and drabs, heart broken, it sounds as if the hammer in the depthof my heart, and knock over his heart the softest place, my face calm, but theheart is like the spring water is rough.

Look at those long years and calloused hands, my heart for a long time cantstop, time loss on his push-pull on his shoulder, the burden of life isinseparable from its backbone, again painstakingly again tired, also want tohold up the sun of tomorrow. "Father" a common word, is expecting herextraordinary life. How many literati, or her, not limited to praise the greatmaternal love, but little about fathers love……

If I had a mothers love is to have been blooming lily, in every corner,sending out the fragrance, then a father is a plant jasmine, it in every cornerquietly blowing its fresh fragrance, has only praise the greatness of a motherslove, but who knows the father loves the reservation?

Visible father how ordinary, but I believe that this love is not ordinary,because thats father, went into his world, I can understand the true meaning oflove non-trace.