Whenever I recall my childhood, there is one thing I remember clearly. My father used his 36 to let my mother 37 her parents who lived far away. There was just my younger brother and myself in the 38 . One evening, our father came home and there was no 39 , not even a piece of bread. My father had no money and he was as 40 as we were. My brother and I went to bed without having anything. 41 I knew from the expressions on my father’s face that he could not 42 us be hungry for long. He left the house, and about two hours later he 43 and woke us up. He had two small potato pies in his hands. I didn’t know where he got the money for the food but somehow he 44 to find a way. It was clear that he wanted to get his children 45 . My father did not eat and had 46 all day but he sat there and felt 47 at seeing us eat. This has always stuck in my 48 . At that moment, I felt 49 knowing that he tried his best not to let us 50 , and he wanted us to know he was always there with us. In 51 times, I think, it is important not to 52 weakness but strength. 53 the mother is the cement(黏合剂)that 54 a family together, then the father is the steel that strengthens that cement. It is his values and 55 that have carried me forward and helped me deal with my own problems in life.
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