He loved. I don't know what is living in a dream or reality? With a love without borders and separating an ocean though not an encounter. But I still feel that my heart was wobbly. A very strange feeling that since childhood until now I only feel in his place. In my eyes, he is a national hero, an epitome of the father's love. A strong shoulder to lean on my end of this life. Please help me survive intact with his belief, Yes. Somewhere far away I always pray for him always in peace, and he is always healthy. back soon love of children and his brother. Kiss you
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