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1, in the most helpless life, family is the most lasting motivation, giving us selfless help and dependence; On the most lonely emotional road, family members are the most sincere companions, which makes us feel incomparable warmth and comfort; At the most helpless crossroads, affection is the clearest road sign, guiding us to reach our goal smoothly.

2, simple, affection is just a small nest built by several branches. But I'm young, and I can jump into it at once. There is a bowl of water in it, which is cool and sweet, nourishing my thirsty soul. There is a bulging bag, full of fragrance, full of my endless desires; There is a bed inside, soft and warm, soothing my inexplicable sadness; There is also a potted flower, a painting, a poem, dotted with some exhortations, embedded with some entrustment ... this is home, a nest, which keeps me growing.

3, family, is a guitar with an oblique back. The deeper you go, the more you can touch the heartstrings; Family is a vine, no matter where you are, it always holds your hand tightly; Affection is a bunch of keys hanging around the neck, opening the melancholy doors and windows. Love, between the eyebrows, in a shallow smile, in my lyric ditty.

4. Affection is the story of Mulan replacing her father; Affection is the story of Meng Mu's three moves; Affection is the melody of A Bing Erquan reflecting the moon.

5, the family is rain, take away irritability and make it cool; Family is the wind, blowing away sadness and leaving happiness; Family is the sun, which takes away darkness and leaves light. Affection is the greatest, no matter you are happy, depressed, painful or hesitant, it will always walk gently on your road and accompany you quietly for a lifetime.

6, there is no "White-headed Life and Death" vigorous, but it also makes "the sunset speechless"; There is no "we want two birds to fly in the sky with one wing and grow together on the ground, two branches of a tree." Vows of eternal love, but it is also "everlasting, everlasting; The two will end one day and will be connected by blood forever "; There is no saying that "the body is like a willow in front of the door, and the branches and leaves don't leave", but there is a silent wish that "I wish people a long time and a thousand miles of beauty" ... The falling snowflake can't take away the solidified memory, it will cross the dignity of time and space into an age that will not grow old, wait silently like a bud, and reluctantly leave the sunset, reflecting two words in the depths of the soul in the distant view of the soul.

7. The family is a tree, and everyone is its root, so that it can absorb nutrition and stay young forever; Family is a river, and everyone is its tributary, so that it will never dry up and surge forward; Family is a fire, and everyone is its firewood, so that it will never go out and warm the four sides.

8. In the face of failures and setbacks, affection is a good medicine. It is a kind of courage to fill your lost heart and then rally. In the face of misunderstanding and hatred, affection is a glass of cold water, which douses the fire in your heart and then faces it calmly. This is a philosophy. In the face of praise and flattery, affection is an awl, which pierces your empty dreams and keeps making progress. This is a warning; In the face of troubles and worries, affection is a breeze that blows away your messy thoughts, and then it is a state of peace and relief.

9. When the first horn of life blows, affection is the tears in the mother's eyes and the smile mark on the father's face; When the boat of life begins to ferry, affection is the paddle that stirs the clear water to push the boat forward, and it is the lighthouse waiting in the air to guide the boat; When the boat of life is about to dock, home is a quiet harbor, a silent running water that embraces you.

10, affection is father's palm, trembling lips and an angry face that hates iron to produce; Affection is mother's burning tears, gentle call, warm and comfortable embrace; Affection is a child's positive eyes, respectful language and a small gift. The ship of affection depends on the harbor of love, and the building of affection should be built on the cornerstone of love; The fountain of love should flow in the land of love, the stars of love should shine in the sky of love, and the flowers of love should bloom in the garden of love.

1 1, family is the snow on the top of Changbai Mountain, simple but eternal; Affection is the flowing water of the Tigris River, soft but long; Family is the sunset in Sicily, lingering but gorgeous; Affection is an inscription on the Mesopotamian plain, which is vague but meaningful. Family! Family! Love ... weaving the most beautiful rainbow in life across time and space.

12, family, like a drop of dew in spring, can always live a dry memory in sad years; Family is like a shade in summer, which can always support the blue sky of the lost in the scorching sun; Family, like a ray of sunshine in autumn, can always warm the heart lost in the bleak wind and rain; Affection is like a snow in winter, which can always wash away the dust of the trudgers on a dirty journey. That's it, no impurities, no distance, no hypocrisy. It's just silently connected blood taking care of each other.

13, my father is a mine. In the storm, my tired back shortened in the morning light and lengthened in the sunset. Mother is a torch, in the dark, in the songs of gentle voice, hoarse and repeated in the middle of the night; I am a small embryo. Under the clear sky, my tender arms broke ground in the fertile fields and stood upright in the firelight.

14, this is a bowl of fried rice with eggs, which is ordinary, but it can soothe my hunger when I am hungry; This is a paper towel, really, but it can dry my crystal tears when I am sad; This is a cup of boiled water, tasteless, but it can extinguish my blazing flame when I am dry; This is a piece of chewing gum, from thick to light, but when I want to vomit, I find it has been with you for so long; This is a mass of cotton candy, which melts in your heart before you are full: this is steak, and the longer you stew it, the more fragrant it will be; This is an old bottle of wine. The longer it is preserved, the more mellow it is. This is affection, the firmness of love, the eternity of friendship, and what love and friendship don't have: ordinary fried rice with eggs, the truth of facial tissue, tasteless boiled water, the persistence of chewing gum and the gentleness of cotton candy. It's steak and old wine, and time is their best coagulant. Remember, people can live without love or even friendship, but family ties are absolutely indispensable.

15, family, is an ancient vine, carrying nostalgia for the years and lingering for the past. Flourishing branches, full of yearning, tolerance and waiting, condense the past, present and future.

Affection is a sea of affection, depicting the most beautiful picture in spring and magnificent poems in summer. A broad mind is full of longing, missing and attachment, full of joy, care and hope.

Affection is a golden ribbon, which makes hearts embrace and love converge. History is inseparable, the years are constantly cutting, looking for the Millennium, and the ends of the earth are closely connected.

16, father's love is like old wine, sweet and mellow; Father's love is like a famous painting handed down from generation to generation, exquisite and meaningful; Father's love is like a classic old song, which moistens the heart.

If I am a flower, my father is the soil to cultivate flowers; If I am a ship, my father is the rudder that guides my course; If I were a kite flying high, my father would be a tightly connected rope.

The father has been building a cornerstone for his son all his life, pushing his son to the ideal height and pushing him, and he is tired and old before he knows it.

I know that in this life, no matter how high my life coordinates are, I can't reach the height of fatherly love. Although I can't see, I have a ruler in my heart!

Some people say: Father's love is as light as chrysanthemum. I think it's true. Father's love is like a chrysanthemum, emitting a faint fragrance, not as strong as maternal love.