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  "Who made the grass green-inch, hold the apartments," Dear mother ah, you are the
sunshine of spring brought warm for the grass, the grass how can it repay your
kindness? Yes, the mother's love is great, the same father's love is great. We get
parents to pay up, get is not even the least ... ..
  2009 年 8 Friday, 7 am, I went to the community with friends listening to those
who Chongqing Second Prison ex-convicts, who lectures. We got a visit card of a
person we have with those who the police after the uncle went into the prison. When
my foot into the prison that moment, I saw that which is oddly peaceful. We came to
the Department of Education to wait for them to give us a good lecture. After a bit,
out of a uncle, was his speech for us. I know that through his speech: he was also a
happy, happy family, but also a study of the material. What is under him into the wall?
It turned out he is the only child at home, of course, his father and mother are also
very good. As the father and mother hopeful urgent psychological, and he was
studying hard, he did not let my parents down, awards plastered the walls of the
family. Teachers, friends, neighbors saw no one to say he was a reading of the
material, in addition to the envy of his classmates are jealous beyond. So he read in
high school, we all know that the University after high school, his father admitted him
to a good university, he was required to be more strict every day immersed in the sea
of books. His addition to learning to be successful, he also likes music, painting, he
was better than those in these areas less, but also that by ranking. His teacher and
classmates can share, but can not share their parents because his father knows he
again focus on other things, so he will be condemned or even beaten. So that he can
not relax, his grades began to slowly decline, led to his university entrance. He would
like to repeat this year, Mingnianzaikao. But his father has let him to work. Finally he
chose the vocational high school, where he can only enjoy in using his talents, has
been class president, minister of Ministry, and his father and his all satisfied. He
began to have some hate his own father. He played a half-dead father, his heart on his
father's revenge flame suddenly burning up. He took the mother in the kitchen
cooking when the rat poison into the dish. He personally poisoned his father,
destroyed a happy family ... .. he was sentenced to death suspended for two years the
implementation, in 1998 he went to prison sentences.
  in many people's eyes, his approach is ignorant, is ungrateful. Mother, a pregnant
woman, father raising two years grace, get in return is this. Is the only his fault? No,
his parents have made a mistake in not giving him a little space of their own, wrong
hopeful urgent psychological, wrong they do not understand their children ... ...
  when he let us remember saying, "You have to Remember, the world's best is their
own parents, "I heart by a great feeling. Which world do not feel bad parents their
children, playing children, we will call "pain" in my heart will hate them why, under
such a ruthless heart. Whether they thought our parents raise their hands to fight us,
they Do not feel bad? They Do not hesitate? They really ruthless minds at ease? No,
they hesitate, they feel bad too, they bring herself to. If you want your parents ask me
how many times you played, I would not hesitate to tell you "I do not remember"
Maybe you should ask my parents, they will clearly tell you the answer. Parents beat
us, they hurt the heart than anyone else, they are pain in the heart ah! We are mothers
who fall from the meat, the mother would be willing to give us a little hurt by it?
  silent night, the stars shining in the sky. We have entered a sweet dream fragrance,
standing outside the third floor you can see lights, a family bedroom. That is my
family. I get sick at night they launched a high fever, the whole person as in the same
steamer. I accompanied my mother in bed, my mother saw me blush gotta like
tomatoes, my mother gave me to find the cold medicine, eat simply does not work.
Anxious mother up with dim eyes when I see my mother, I found my mother's eyes
were red, and my mother worried to tears. Are not at home dad, mom know what to
do. I do not know my mother's heart was still sleeping in there if nothing had
happened, my mother which was difficult to sleep all night. The next morning, my
mother no longer delay, wake the dream I came to hospital, I found my mother
suddenly had dark circles. In that moment I felt the maternal great.
, he told us the day before the holiday in his mother wrote to their mother. Police
uncle also went to visit some prisoners mother. My surprise, their mother and did not
blame their children too much, but the love of their tolerance to influence their
children, let their children know that your mother did not abandon you because you
are crime , but at home waiting for your return. Looking at these moving pictures, I
cried, my mother having the same love for their tolerance that once again forgive my
ignorance.
  father, mother, your daughter and you are living a full 13 years, and I have never had
to know what color you like to wear clothes; like to eat vegetables; never been to the
folder you had food; also never get sick of you had the time to accompany you in the
side; never remember your birthday is the day of the month ... ... you have to ask my
parents, I can only tell you I am sorry, "I do not know "and asked my parents to my
question, I am afraid there is no answer they can not afford.
  father, mother, daughter to you to say "I'm sorry." Sometimes ignorance I broke your
heart, I do not understand why, you sometimes, you and your pique that I have grown
up, do not you care about; Sometimes, I mind that you and the inside We are the
parents of the students than the total as they feel you through today's legal education I
know you will always be the best parents in the world; sometimes I hate you, why
was I to be so strict, why should I listen to If you have, and now I know that I was
born in happiness, not only blessing, you good for me, and I think that you are against
me, in my limited space. Sometimes, I always thought that you always eat his words,
but promised I would not do it, let me lose face in the students, I do not know your
difficulties ... ...
  He is right, and with their parents is the most happy thing. I want to treasure the time
with their parents, we should have bits and pieces of our well-being in mind. "I love
you" .. this article from [worry document] www.5udoc.com collection and sorting, to
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