​Great Father Great World

Great Father Great World

Life is like a very long street, with friends, relatives, lovers come and go, shuttle in the crowd, then lost in the crowd. Only the parents, accompanying silently until late in the evening still behind you. In your ups and downs, suddenly look back, you are over there pucker in a smile, but no words.

In my memory father’s young appearance is very fuzzy. But there is a , photo canvas printing printed from my young father, which bring me lots of memory. Three-quarters of the time in a month he was working outside the family, he went into the room to sleep as soon as he came back. I rarely spoke with him, So I can only sneak into his room, look at him deep sleep and full of curiosity and excitement. Mother once said, when father came home and asked me a hug, I will return him with crying, as I had forgot him.

(sydney canvas art) 

Maybe it is this experience in my childhood, which let father is always full of guilt, so after that time my father givme plenty of spoil. There are many ,  canvas print online au which made from my childhood, has showed all love from my father. Father said daughter need to be cultivated richly, so he always buys me a lot of things, and enjoyed it. He would evacuate some time to accompany me in every weekend, even if we were sitting on a sofa without communicating. Every time when he went out he will take my hand and filled with joy, no matter I were at the age of ten, fifteen or twenty years old. I was extremely frivolous when I was young, but father is as usual. If a child is a kite, the father is the man who pulled strings. No matter how broad ocean, or whether we submerged between the blue sky white clouds, there is always a person know our exist.

（father’s day gift）

Dear father, you did not miss my life. Although your photo is less in photo album, but I'm very glad that you carrying a camera taking pictures for me; Although the parents' meeting your appearances are very few, but I'm very glad you are driving a car waiting for me. You have ever said I am always be 12 years old girl in front of you. The ,  float frame canvas prints which contained lots of memory, you look at me running on the road, I already know, there will be one day, your little girl will be leave from your world. How do you wish I never grow up, and how eagerly you hope I grow up. Time is the most ruthless, it intends to break your wish which is always accompany beside your daughter. Messy hair seem to remind you no longer young. You do not have the strength to run with me, even if falter, still closely behind me. Maybe one day you can not walk, but you said you would have been at home waiting for me, you said home is a place where I only won't get lost, just look back, I will see.

Father, thank you, you know your daughter, she is not in need of your support all the way. you should believe your child know how to live. She just needs someone to stand behind her, tell her she is not lonely