Several days ago, I read an article in a friend's blog entitled Father's Love Is Like A Mountain. In the article, he shared with us some memorable moments about his father and how he loved him.
It really touched somewhere in the deep bottom of my heart. My eyes became misted when I read it,coz it reminded me of my own daddy. I am so surprised to realize he has been away from me for twenty years now! I don't want to recall that sad moment when he left me, just let those sweet memories stay with me.
Father's love is like a mountain! It has been echoing by my ears these days and taking me back to those happy moments with my dad.
When I read the article again tonight and was moved again by a buddy's comments there. He compares mother's love to a river ("water" as is the original text) and I think it such a perfect metaphor. Mom's love is so selfishless and profound, and is always with you wherever you are. Mom's love is like water, so clear and limpid, yet so firm and perseverant.
We are small boats sailing on our journey of life, and father's love is like a mountain that is always by our side; Mom's love is like a river ("water" as is the original text), that carries the small boats to the end of the journey.......
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