Dad: Dad loves you like an umbrella, sheltering you from the wind and rain. Father loves like rain, washing your soul for you; Father's love is like a road, accompanying you through your life. When you are afraid, fatherly love is a stepping stone; When it is dark, father's love is a lamp; When tired, father's love is a bay of life water; When working hard, fatherly love is the spiritual pillar; When successful, fatherly love is encouragement and vigilance. Father's love is as deep and broad as the sea.
Grandpa: The warm wind turns yellow in the wheat field, swallows decorate the eaves, white clouds sway and grass spreads in the horizon. Who is sketching the natural pattern with a brush, who is describing the casual happiness with his heart, the clear stream flows out with beautiful twists and turns, the affectionate flowers are blooming brilliantly, the weeping willows are reflected on the dragonfly lake, the children are sweating wildly, the paper plane in his hand wants to fly further, Grandpa's cigarette bag is full, and his eyes show nostalgia for a season.
Grandma: Over the years, I have received a lot of care and love from my grandmother. I always want to do something and buy something for my grandmother, but my grandmother always says: an elder doesn't want children, as long as you are happy!