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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