Perhaps everyone has a different dream. Dreams are like a grain seed capsules, each one of us into the kind of heart and let your dreams full of glory, but I have not had one fifteen forget his dream ......
Each of us has his own boyhood, there is always a section of good memories, as often as tape playback in the brain. I have a love funny father day, he will wake up from their sleep early to me, I wolfed down his breakfast as I do, then hurried away, a man was looking at him alone sitting at the table eating quietly, looking at his back my tears could not stop the fall ......
Read three days of three years, I often rarely home. Home once a month, every time I took the luggage back home everyone will be filled with smiling faces. Dad know that today I am going home, I went early to the market carefully selected personally for me cook. As I was his son was very naive, that it should be done. To the students at the school also boast said: "!. You see how my whole style jacket and jeans and my dad is the time to travel around Europe to buy my" when read French writers of "MyFather" After that, the total as a father feel how hard it is one thing, like a father, like a pillar supporting our home, unfortunately, if some day he left us, how can we do? I have been regretted, as the children should honor their parents, but I was so headstrong. I regret there, but too late, my father already ...... I sometimes imagine if my father still, he knew his son sensible, holding his son will smile and laugh for his son proud of this moment it ?
Yes, no matter how good things are lost in one day, then deep memory, has forgotten the day in the beautiful dream, wake up one day there, my friends, I believe you also have their own parents. Parents of grace, as children we are not paying off. Now I have only one dream: that is, I hope everyone can take good filial to their parents, so that they can live happy, happy. This is my wish as a child. Parents of our care, worry too much, hands touch your parents are not there are many irregularities cocoon, it is on a good day and you will be able to work around the clock, count how many appear on their heads white hair, that is for you Auntie tomorrow's living expenses, tuition fees generated. Look at each of you dress is a brand name, and your parents did mend clothes to wear for a few years. Do not they want to buy a brand-name clothes? No, it is not. How they want to make you like others to live a happy life, afraid of people look down on you. They are full of mind for your sake, but as children we were never intended for them too, I thought, and even some children for their own interests and having abandoned his bitter toil raised decades parents. Friends, even if it is for them to do a little housework, do a meal, they will be very happy, so proud of you. Please obey their parents, do not regret the last time before, when it was too late ......
也許，每個人都有不同的夢想。夢想就像一粒粒五谷種子，種進了我們每個人的心房，讓自己的夢想煥發(fā)光彩，但我沒有一時一刻忘記過自己的夢想…… 我們每個人都有屬于自己的少年時代，總有一段段美好的記憶，就像錄像帶一樣常在腦子回放。我有一個愛搞笑的老爸，每天他都會早早把我從睡夢中叫醒，我狼吞虎咽地吃下他為我做好的早餐，便匆匆忙忙的走了，看著他一個人卻孤獨地坐在餐桌上默默地吃著，望著他那后背我的眼淚止不住掉下來了…… 在讀初三的三年，我經常很少回家。一個月才回家一次，每當我拉著行李回到家里每個人都會洋溢著笑臉。爸爸知道今天我要回家，便早早地到市場里精挑細選親自為我下廚。當時作為兒子的我卻十分不懂事，認為那是應該做的。在校也向同學吹牛說到：“你們看我整件牛仔褲和夾克衣多么氣派！是我老爸去歐洲旅游的時候買給我的。”當讀完法國作家寫的《MyFather》之后，總覺得作為父親是多么不容易的一件事，父親就像頂梁柱一樣支撐著我們這個家，如果不幸有那么一天他離開了我們，我們該怎么辦？我一直都在后悔，作為子女應該孝敬父母，而我卻這么任性。我后悔里了，但是太遲了，爸爸已經……我有時候會想象如果爸爸還在，他知道他兒子懂事了，會不會抱著他兒子開心的笑為他兒子這一刻而感到驕傲嗎？ 是的，再好的東西，都有失去的一天，再深的記憶，都有淡忘的一天，在美的夢，都有蘇醒的一天，朋友們，相信你們也擁有自己的父母。父母之恩，作為子女的我們是報答不了的?，F(xiàn)在我的夢想只有一個：那就是希望每個人能夠好好孝順自己的父母，讓他們能夠生活的快樂、幸福。這是作為子女我的愿望。父母對我們的牽掛、操心太多太多，摸摸你們父母的雙手是不是有許多凹凸不平的繭子，那是為了你們能夠上好日子而日夜不停的工作，數(shù)一數(shù)他們頭上出現(xiàn)多少白發(fā)，那是在為你們勞心明天的生活費、學費而產生的。再看看你們每個人的穿著打扮都是的，而你們的父母的衣服卻縫縫補補穿了幾年。難道他們不想買一件的衣服嗎？不，不是。他們想如何讓你像別人一樣能過上幸福的生活，怕別人看不起你。他們滿腦子里都是為你著想，而作為子女的我們卻從來沒有為他們打算過、想過，甚至有的子女為了自己的利益而拋棄了自己含辛勞苦養(yǎng)了幾十年的父母。朋友們，哪怕是為他們做一點家務，做一次飯，他們都會很高興，以你為榮。請孝順自己的父母，別再最后的時候才感到后悔，那時已經太遲……
也許，每個人都有不同的夢想。夢想就像一粒粒五谷種子，種進了我們每個人的心房，讓自己的夢想煥發(fā)光彩，但我沒有一時一刻忘記過自己的夢想…… 我們每個人都有屬于自己的少年時代，總有一段段美好的記憶，就像錄像帶一樣常在腦子回放。我有一個愛搞笑的老爸，每天他都會早早把我從睡夢中叫醒，我狼吞虎咽地吃下他為我做好的早餐，便匆匆忙忙的走了，看著他一個人卻孤獨地坐在餐桌上默默地吃著，望著他那后背我的眼淚止不住掉下來了…… 在讀初三的三年，我經常很少回家。一個月才回家一次，每當我拉著行李回到家里每個人都會洋溢著笑臉。爸爸知道今天我要回家，便早早地到市場里精挑細選親自為我下廚。當時作為兒子的我卻十分不懂事，認為那是應該做的。在校也向同學吹牛說到：“你們看我整件牛仔褲和夾克衣多么氣派！是我老爸去歐洲旅游的時候買給我的。”當讀完法國作家寫的《MyFather》之后，總覺得作為父親是多么不容易的一件事，父親就像頂梁柱一樣支撐著我們這個家，如果不幸有那么一天他離開了我們，我們該怎么辦？我一直都在后悔，作為子女應該孝敬父母，而我卻這么任性。我后悔里了，但是太遲了，爸爸已經……我有時候會想象如果爸爸還在，他知道他兒子懂事了，會不會抱著他兒子開心的笑為他兒子這一刻而感到驕傲嗎？ 是的，再好的東西，都有失去的一天，再深的記憶，都有淡忘的一天，在美的夢，都有蘇醒的一天，朋友們，相信你們也擁有自己的父母。父母之恩，作為子女的我們是報答不了的?，F(xiàn)在我的夢想只有一個：那就是希望每個人能夠好好孝順自己的父母，讓他們能夠生活的快樂、幸福。這是作為子女我的愿望。父母對我們的牽掛、操心太多太多，摸摸你們父母的雙手是不是有許多凹凸不平的繭子，那是為了你們能夠上好日子而日夜不停的工作，數(shù)一數(shù)他們頭上出現(xiàn)多少白發(fā)，那是在為你們勞心明天的生活費、學費而產生的。再看看你們每個人的穿著打扮都是的，而你們的父母的衣服卻縫縫補補穿了幾年。難道他們不想買一件的衣服嗎？不，不是。他們想如何讓你像別人一樣能過上幸福的生活，怕別人看不起你。他們滿腦子里都是為你著想，而作為子女的我們卻從來沒有為他們打算過、想過，甚至有的子女為了自己的利益而拋棄了自己含辛勞苦養(yǎng)了幾十年的父母。朋友們，哪怕是為他們做一點家務，做一次飯，他們都會很高興，以你為榮。請孝順自己的父母，別再最后的時候才感到后悔，那時已經太遲……