很多时候,父母的爱就像那天空划过的飞鸟———时常到来而又不留痕迹。小时候,常坐在父亲肩头,父亲是儿女那登天的梯,父亲是那拉车的牛……父亲的爱是纯洁的,是厚重的,更是默默无闻的;父亲的爱是深沉的,是低调的,是宽广的,是无以言喻的。父爱如山,为儿女承载起山也扛不住的苦难;父爱似水,引导儿女航向梦的彼岸。记得一位名人曾经说过:“父爱不用心灵去感受,是感受不到的,但如果用心灵去感受,去仔细观察生活中父亲对你的言行举止,你将会感动得无话可说。”是啊,用心灵去体会父 In many cases, parents’ love is like the birds of the sky across the sky --- always coming without leaving any trace. When I was a child, I used to sit on the shoulders of my father. My father was a staircase to the children and my father was a cow that pulled the cart ... My father’s love was pure, heavy and unknown. His father’s love was deep Low-key, broad, unspeakable. Parents love like mountains, bearing the burden of children also can not bear the hardships; father like water, guide children to dream the other side of the dream. I remember a celebrity once said: “Father love without feeling to feel, can not feel, but if the heart to feel, to carefully observe the life of your father’s demeanor, you will be touched nothing Say. ”" Yeah, use your heart to understand the Father