Family will never die

There are many touching things in life. They are like pearls on the bottom of the sea, and they are treasured in our hearts!

On a sunny morning, the yard is full of birds' crisp songs - I should go to school!

Dad is pushing a bicycle. I am sitting in the back seat and preparing to take me to school. I am telling my mother about the situation when I was dreaming last night, and I am famous for my hand. Dad knows nothing. Just looking forward, I am ready to pass the threshold. At that moment, the accident happened. The bicycle was arched forward, and suddenly I leaned over, and both hands were overwhelmed with a bang. I fell heavily on the ground. The ground was full of pointed stones, my head was bleeding with blood, and I burst into tears, which could shake the hills. My parents looked at this situation anxiously. Dad immediately picked me up and flew to the hospital. While running, he comforted me. But I don’t know who angered the rain god, suddenly it was drizzling, with time and minute. In the past, there was heavy rain, and the pedestrians on the road went home. This is Dad’s frowning. No matter how much rain, no slippery, my father is holding me tight. Stepping to the hospital, I finally went to the hospital, my parents' clothes were all soaked, and I was full of warmth, and I was moved to tears.

Mom and Dad, I love you!

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