Father sows the seed of your life. Mother preserved and nurtured the seed and gave it to the world. Then Father fought to the end, dedicated his life to your progress, and raised you forever without seeing night and day. Father made you a whole man and gave you a family and made you sit high in this world and saw the beauty. It does not important that you give him money or gold, dimond in old age. The family blossoms into a mind-bending life resource in which he points out and acts on his loneliness by giving the precious bond of affection of relationship without indifference
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