父爱像一杯醇厚的美酒,使人回味无穷;父爱像一个五彩斑斓的盒子,包容了我生活的点点滴滴;父爱像一团解不开的麻,有时也会使人陷入困扰;父爱似茶,品之,苦中有甜。记得小时候,我家很穷,看病的地方很远,如果生病必须坐车去看病。 Father love like a cup of mellow wine, make people memorable; Father love like a colorful box, tolerate bit by bit my life; father love like a group untied hemp, and sometimes people will be troubled; Paternal love like tea, product, bitter sweet. I remember when I was young, my family was poor, and the place to go was very far away. If I was sick, I had to go to see a doctor by car.