In my childhood, there was a happy memory called "Love Goes Along."
The other day, I took a ride to the mountains to see the clouds and took a lot of beautiful pictures of the clouds. One of them, when I looked at it, suddenly touched the memory of my heart. This is the one below.
Love goes along
Its first impression on me was that it was like a father-son picture. It reminds me of when I was a child, I used to stick to my father, and a little bit followed behind my father's ass and played. Growing up as a child with the company and care of my father, how happy it was.
Thinking about it, the eyes were moist, Dad, went far away, leaving himself with only the back of Daddy's love. When I didn't know what to give this picture a name, three words suddenly flashed in front of my eyes, "Love Goes Along."
So, I think this should be the best name for this picture. The front is like the strong and kind father who was once familiar, and the back is the self who has a happy childhood and follows his father all day long.
Dad, I miss you, although you have gone far away, but you are not alone, my heart will be like when I was a child I stuck to you to follow you, accompany you...
Dad, I love you, thank you for having you in my life, and now that I have grown into you, I will also take care of my children like you cared for me when I was a child, and let love follow closely!
(Written in Dad's upcoming 100-day sacrifice as a memorial.) )
Friends, if you feel the same way, please pay attention to "Spring is coming", I would like to share more with you! (Some of the pictures come from the network, invaded and deleted)