A reply essay from father to daughter.

after thinking for a long time, dad still thinks he should say something to you.

last night, your mother showed me what you wrote and asked me, did you understand? I didn't answer her immediately, but I understood, because you are my daughter and my baby daughter I have always been proud of. The reason why I didn't answer immediately was because your words touched me a lot. Disciples' rules say, "If you don't do what you want, you should do what you want." When I reflect on myself, I find that your mother and I have actually neglected too many things in your years of growth, and the most important thing is communication and communication. Secularity and reality make us like parents all over the world. On you, we only place many of our own dreams and expectations for success, but this heavy love is beyond your immature mind. But no matter how hard and wronged you are, I still hope you will accept it first. I think after a few years, you will be full of happiness and joy, and your mother and I will not regret it for life.

When I was a child, my grandmother, grandmother and mother gave you a happy and carefree childhood. Looking at you, which was lively, lovely, smart and beautiful, my father just shared this happiness. At that time, I hugged you less, but I was afraid that I would hug you uncomfortable. I was afraid that my beard would prick you when I kissed you, which would only make you giggle. That feeling of joy and happiness is the wealth of my life. Now I wish I could hug you more, even if it were.

Now that you have grown into a 17-year-old girl, especially after reading these words you wrote to me, my father felt that he was really negligent. I thought you were a girl, and there would be girls' secrets in the end. As long as you could communicate with your mother, I didn't know that there were so many troubles and puzzles under your quiet and intelligent surface. In the eyes of teachers and friends, you have always been a sensible and obedient girl with dreams and talents, and you are also the pride of your parents.

I remember your mother used to say that my daughter was my father's' sweet little cotton-padded jacket', but I felt guilty, because I put this little cotton-padded jacket in the closet and only appreciated it without wearing it. I used to imagine that when you grow up and step into the sacred marriage hall, when I hold your hand and give you to another man who loves you, when your mother and I give you all my blessings, I may shed tears happily. I also planned that my daughter's wedding would be in the spring, because I was afraid that I would feel very cold in the winter when I took off your little cotton-padded jacket.

There is a song called "Go home and have a look often", which you may have heard. Your mother and I also hope that you can come back when you grow up and talk to me about things at work and things in life. But as a father, you must never tell me that your lover is not good to you. Maybe you will forgive him after all, but dad may not be able to do it. Do you understand? Because this is the difference between two different men in your life. There is also a weak side in my parents' hearts. Besides you, we miss my grandparents most. As the saying goes, "The tree wants to be quiet, but the wind will not stop, and the child wants to raise it, but not to stay close." Your mother and I are most afraid of losing our father and mother. At that moment, we really don't want to think about it. You have seen some of our relatives leave. What kind of grief will it be? Maybe you have seen some changes in mom and dad. In the past, I quarreled with your grandfather and grandmother about trivial matters. Now my mother and I have changed a lot, and so have you. We don't want to leave you with a rude and arbitrary impression. In fact, from the moment of being a parent, we slowly realized the deep family affection without regrets, which is a kind of selfless love beyond love.

Father's love is a messy piece of life, but I think it is also deep and simple. Whether it is Zhu Ziqing's father's faltering back or his grandfather's anxious back, it will never be forgotten. I told you that when I was in the third year of Liangfeng Middle School, my grades plummeted because I watched the martial arts primary school, and I became the last few in the class. Just because Grandpa was called by the head teacher to talk, the lifeless background when he left school by bike touched me, and I vowed to be admitted to the university. In the last two months, I did it. I believe you can do it, even for your parents. This is also a valuable filial piety. Sometimes I hear your mother say that grandpa called again today, nothing else, just talking about how much money he won or lost at cards today, what drama he went to see, or asking whether the stock went up or down today, or what happened to the fruit trees and crops at home. Your mother is full of happiness. I think the father's love that grandpa left her for so many years has changed from coke to a cup of tea, and now it has become a boiled water. She often tells me that grandpa is like a child. The children in the eyes of parents have grown up now, and all parents will become children in the eyes of children one day. I think the fatherly love your mother has gained has been integrated into her life and become a part of her life.

The 17-year-old flower season is romantic and beautiful. Although you are studying hard in high school now, it is even cruel, but I still hope that you can take pleasure in the bitter experience and make it a valuable experience in your life, so that it will not leave you with a trace of regret. I think you can certainly do it!

work hard, daughter! Come on, daughter! Father and mother are watching you with earnest eyes. Whenever, father and mother will spend the rest of their lives with you, whether it is sunshine or rain!