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This is also a kind of love


6 years old: A little girl ran to the middle-aged man in front, holding it in her hand for the first time. "Dad, I got 100 points for the exam today! The teacher also praised me for being smart!" The girl said excitedly to the middle-aged man, but he didn't seem to hear it, just said a little: "Hey, little girl" The father’s back is very doubtful. The teacher said that he is very smart, but why isn’t Dad happy for himself? Is it not enough to do it yourself? But the girl lost the smile when her father turned. 16 years old: The little girl at the beginning has grown into a big girl, but she learned to fight, smoke and drink. The girl is always the same, but his father is looking back than usual. "Dad, I am going back to the room." There is no extra greeting. "Why do you learn to drink alcohol? Fight? Smoke?" The father said it in one breath! She was shocked, did he know? Good morning and evening! "There is no reason." She is actually a little scared. "From now on, I go home early every day, and I am not allowed to fool around with those who are not in the past." The father said as if he had ordered it. "Why? What qualifications do you have to control me? Yes, in your eyes, I am the worst in any case, I will never be satisfied with you! You will not love me if you don't," she yelled, right! She hates it, she hates anyone who tells her in a tone of command. "Hey," she glared at him with resentment, and she ran out in a hurry. But she turned around and lost the regrets, blame, and restlessness in her father's eyes. She ran for a long time, but did not know where to go! She thought of the back cabin she used to go to. It was the place where she used to write homework. How long has it not come? For a long time! She looked at the small bookcase in the hut, which was packed with books. She used to be a big book fan! She accidentally saw a beautiful box under the small bookcase. She found that the box was not gray, as if it was often taken out! Her curiosity came and opened the box. She found that all of them were papers, one by one, but the big red pen scores were already faintly visible. She was shocked. She turned it one by one, but the tears kept flowing. This is She has grown up from small to big, and all of them are here! She saw a vague piece of 100 on the test paper with a very illegible handwriting: Dear daughter, I was really happy when you got 100 points, but I can't show it in front of you because I want Make you even better! She remembered the dad who had gone out late, and unconsciously he already had white hair. She stared at the paper and cried over and over again and said: Sorry, sorry. Now: She has become a physician. She always goes home for a week and stays for one day. She never said to him: Father, I love you, but I am tired of helping him check his body! I don't bother to worry about what he can't eat and can't do! Father, I don't know if I love you, I don't love you, but I know that I will lose you, I will cry! This is also a kind of love.

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