Tell me about my father's recent death.

1. Every festive season, a child who has lost his parents and a son who is a judge, when the Spring Festival comes, he dries his tears, leaps over fragility, lets go of his pain, regains his strength, burns incense at his parents' graves, makes himself a hard monument, lets the north wind roar and burn paper, and prays for eternity with silent blessings.

2. I miss my parents. My poor son is often taken back to the past by consciousness, flying back to his hometown with my thoughts, standing at the turning point between history and reality, becoming the protagonist of a story, chewing those hard years, although the close people have passed away, the familiar voices and smiles, the objects I touched with my hands are still there, the village and the old house are still there, and my baby's name and call are still there.

Walking alone on the road at dusk, blowing a cool breeze. Against the setting sun, the yellow autumn leaves danced lightly to bid farewell to the branches. How sad it was. I miss my father, just like leaves attached to trees. When I think about it, tears in my eyes can't help falling.

4. Father, by the river in the east, are those footprints still there? On the dam in the south, was my paddle boat with pen drawing blown out of the water?

My father is a big mountain. Sitting on his shoulders, I can always see far away. When I was sensible, my father was a stubborn bent pine, only to find that my weight was so heavy. Now, my father, you are a profound poem, and my son silently reads tears and flows gently.

6. A stranger in a foreign land misses his relatives twice during holidays. When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.

7. Father, I love you! Thousands of thoughts, frozen in the air, raise the wind to blow to you, with my blessing, with my thoughts, with my great blessing, thinking of you is my happiness, my beloved father.

8. Father, I often stare at the familiar old house, lie on the hot heatable adobe sleeping platform and look for me on the yellow paper on the roof.

9. I miss my parents, and my children will always be my parents' living fossils. They tried their best to hide their weak hearts, secretly made vows, completed the New Year's memorial service with successful careers and happy families, continued a hope and conveyed anxious greetings.

10. Dad, I really miss you. I want to remember your teaching and care with this miss. I want to work harder, catch up with the trend of the times and hug you at the door of success.

1 1. Father He has black hair, big eyes and thick black eyebrows. Father likes computers very much. A pair of powerful big hands move freely on the keyboard, like two butterflies dancing on it.

12. Care and warmth are still there. It is a compulsory course for everyone to relive the scenes of past lives, feel happy or sad, and draw nutrition and strength.

13. My father is old and my mother is old, but I never thought about it. In the first two years after graduation, for various reasons, I only wanted to travel alone, but I never thought how worried my parents were. Even though they were worried, they never asked me for anything. Now it suddenly occurred to me that my parents are in their fifties and sixties, and we can only live with them for decades, and we may even lose them. This feeling haunts me and makes me feel even more unfilial. When I think of Xu Xiake's sentence "Parents are here, don't travel far", I can only understand his mood at that time. When we were young, we were really selfish and only cared about ourselves.