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He is not beautiful, also not high, his looks can be said is ugly.He likes to work , loves domestic person than passing. I love him but hate him again, love him it is my papa to be because of him, for him feel grateful feelings will not lose; Hating him is because of him all day long work , all the life energy throw self into work , let me have to not go to many father love. 　

His every month is treated at most at home for two weeks. It has once , he just returns in the morning , eats meal in noon , walks in the afternoon , I still do not know that make meal , wait for him to 8 always: 00 clocks give him to hit telephone , just know that he has walked , am I life very much, do I cry , papa, actually, you can not stay at home? Is work and then hurry , will also accompany child.　

My papa is such, it is the first to put work , family second position.　

I also love him, have once, mother hits me, take bench to hit to me, papa one is stretched hand, bench is hit layer upon layerly on the hand of papa, immediately, on the hand of papa, take a big bale, papa does not say what, go to one side to die Ai 哉 , I cry , that one carve the income that I hate for mother bone, when thinking back , she hits me and a curtain curtain of papa, I must not hate hit her to die , however, I sink this, I have tolerated again, can from that I do not also manage her again. I help papa to wipe medicine , hear him , this few days, papa walks again.

　　

I　want to say a sentence for him really: “The father of papa and me likes?”