pa,i love u. 
when I was 4 or 6 years old, i hold yr hand every times when we went out for shopping or anywhere. my small hand holed by yr big and warm hand. and follow wherever u go.now I'm grew up, 
and I'm 17 realising that its have been 10years,I never hold your hand. 
and i looked at u, 
u are old. 
look tired . 
yea, there were lots problems  
but everything is clear, 
my love to u, my papa 
never change even we shouted at each other. 
live happily and healthy. 
I'll be there with u . 
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