Your kiss I have left the remaining warmth
Author: Sun Shuxiang
The days of getting married are getting closer and closer. The mood of joy and expectation has gradually faded as the day comes. Can't tell why? I just feel that I am about to leave this home that has raised me for 23 years, and I feel a sense of sadness that I can't bear to leave.
The day before her marriage, my father didn't speak. (At that time, my father had his first surgery and could speak in a hoarse voice) I wanted to have a good conversation with my father tonight, after all, it was the last night. But when I pushed open the door, I saw that my father was lying down with his back to me. I was so disappointed that I gently walked to my bed and sat down. I looked at my father. I really hoped that he could sit up and talk to his daughter, even if it was a blessing! No, my father didn't move.
Lying on the bed, tossing and turning. I remember that I have been like a good friend with my father over the years. We talk about everything and talk about anything. Every day after dinner, I would walk and chat by the river near my home with my father. I really want to keep walking with my father. But today my father... I feel so wronged and sad.
At this time, I heard the sound of my father getting out of bed. With the moonlight shining in from the window, I saw my father walking to the window and standing for a while, then walking towards me. I quickly closed my eyes, not wanting him to find out that I was not asleep yet. I heard a thick gasp from my father's throat getting closer. I felt that my father helped me tuck the quilt on my body. I knew it was my father who was looking at me. Suddenly, on my forehead, I felt a pair of warm lips kissing deeply. Suddenly, a warm current flowed through my body instantly. The whole person was stationary and even his breathing stopped suddenly. My father walked back to the bed and lay down again. At this moment, I only felt my eyes hot and tears poured out in an instant. I bit the quilt tightly, preventing the sound from crying. Let tears flow out. I understand. In fact, my father also has many words to say in his psychology, and many words to say in blessings.
Kiss! It is the father's kiss! It is the father's kiss to bless his daughter.
Happiness! sweet! Apart from these two words, I can't find any other words to express my mood at this moment.
Father, your deep kiss is better than countless blessing words. My daughter is so happy! I really want to pounce over and shout, "Dad, my daughter really loves you!" I really want to pounce into your arms and feel your warm heart again.
Time flies, although my father has been away for 16 years, I always feel that he has not gone far. Whenever I think of him, I think of my father's kiss. They will close their eyes and feel the warm moment again. Father! I feel you are still there again. Because your kiss still has some warmth.
Original work on 2010-6-6
