Whenever I listen to the songs my father plays in his car, they
Take me back to one of the sweetest moments of childhood. My father lives
A person is in another city, which is a three-hour drive from where we live.
At that time, most workers could only rest on Sundays, so he worked six days a day.
One week, and dedicated his Sunday to his family. He usually takes us out to play
Place, we will listen to songs on the way there. Just by thinking
At that moment, I can feel his love, it always warms my heart.