In my photo album, there is a family photo of Zhang Zhengui. Family photos must be common for students, but for me, they are extremely precious. Just this one!
My father is a busy man. He often travels on business and is not at home. There is no full moon wine, no family gathering, and occasionally I have a meal at home, but that meal will be very busy. Because there is always a phone ringing, and the ringing is annoying or even uncomfortable. Sometimes, when I feel that my father is not at home, it will be quieter to eat.
At my grandfather's "60th birthday" party, my father actually attended. But I thought the bell would haunt my father like a ghost, just like eating at home, but to my surprise, my father turned off his phone. Dad, mom and I all laughed as beautiful as blooming flowers and as colorful as rainbows at the party. On the eve of dinner, I specially asked my grandfather to take pictures of me. My family of three photographed happy moments and beautiful moments. In that photo, the smiles of the three of us are not fake, but every smile is so innocent! I even enlarged that photo on purpose.
Whenever I think of my father, as long as I take out a photo, I will see a picture in my mind and feel my father by my side.
At this moment, I no longer think that the bell is a ghost, but that it is so sweet, because it proves that my father is very capable, and I am proud of it!
Time flies, in a blink of an eye, I have changed from a little girl who loves to cry to a girl who has ideals and knows how to hide crystal tears in the depths. Is it only time that passes in the process of growing up?
Open the dusty photo album and let your thoughts flow inside. I finally understand that the most lost time is the song-like years of childhood.