The heat of summer released my father's hard work.
The crow's feet in the corner of the mother's eyes show traces of worrying about her children;
The rough cocoon on the father's hand represents the "footprint" left by the children's hard work.
The love our parents gave us left traces of love.
As time goes by like running water
Gratitude has also been diluted by years and become vague and transparent.
Parents pay too much deep love, but they often get children's complaining eyes and resent their parents.
Don't do this, don't do this, spread your wings of gratitude quickly!
Wake up your grateful angel!
Flowers bloom and fall, and the years rush.
Time has left his mark, but don't let time dilute your gratitude.
Don't let the love of your parents give you nothing.
We are like a little seed now, nourished by love,
-but when you grow up, don't forget to repay your parents with a shadow of love that never leaves you. ......