Today I read a lot of "heartwarming articels"
and it makes me remember about my childhood.
Maybe a proverb about "father is his daughter's first love" is true.
I remember when i'm in kindergarden i always crying,
because I won't stop play and I really miss my foster mother.
Then my father always give me a pigyback and it's make me calm.
After that he always tell me about some funny stories.
And when I'm in elementary school,
I always pretended to be asleep.
So my father will pigyback me to bed.
some warms stories,
It was love.
bye bye!
NIE