2010年6月21日星期一

Love In Slient


Father's love is always slient.
In my childhood memory, my dad looks like a hero to me. He knew anything and did anything to me. But when i grow up, i'm not that close to him any more, because he is serious and strict with me. Sometimes, i think he is just stubborn, how can he interference my privacy? How can he stop the boys hanging out with me? How can he be so strict with my study? I don't understand at thoes moment. I just think he is anoying.
But now, i get to know everything. Im so grateful i have a father like him. Thanks for him, i grown-up, know how to choice, how to take care of myself, know how to go in for what i want and how to say no for what i don't want. Thanks for him, I can be what i am, and be better.
Yesterday is father's day, because i am far away from home, that i can't spend time with my dad. Then i call him (everytime i call him, we just share a few words), and talk about lots of things that we never share before. It seems like we are friends, not father and daughter. And he lol a few times that i haven't heard for a long time. That's my dad!! I begin to confused why i never know my dad can be so funny and lovely?
In the end, I said: Happy father's day, dad. And, I love you. He seems surprise, and smile, and said, love you too, my little princess.
I have never feel so close to my dad before.

The First Day In Summer

I happened to know today is the first day of summer in Google. And it reminds me that its already been a year for me to left college and worked in this company.

Time flows unconciously. Where is the termination for me on the next first day in summer?