My father ' name is Son . My father is 35 years . He is a worker . He works in a factory . My father ' worker is very heavy . My mother ' name is Ngoc .My mother is 34 years . She is a doctor . She works in a hospital . My mother ' worker is importain .
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My father is very special to me. He is the one person who loves me at all times. Even when he scolds me I know it is in my best interest that he does that. So I do not grudge his scolding. I always sincerely try to follow what my father tells me to do. When I obey my father I am happy and meet with a great deal of success.
My father wants me to develop good qualities and high morals. He is particular on my being honest. He always insists that I should be courteous and humble. My father says: "Pride goes before a fall." And he cautions me against having pride.
I cannot repay all that my father does for me. But I can make my father happy by following what he tells me to do and becoming the person he wants me to become. This will mean so much to me.
My mother was born in a poor country, my childhood was not enough to give me a chance to study. My mother followed my grandfather and father's career, being an ordinary farmer. Life with a two-dawn sun has more or less affected the appearance of the mother. Even though she has not yet turned forty, her mother's oval face has shown faint, faint wrinkles. Her mother's eyes showed a hint of dark circles but warm and filled with love. Thin lips always attract sincere advice. My mother does not have white skin, nor does she have a full body like many women of the same age. Mother's skin was slightly sunk because of the sun, because of the rain, the figure was thin and the shoulders were slightly lowered because of the burden on the rice field in the home country. But in her mother, she always shines with resilience, faith and optimism in life. Mother to me is an invaluable gift that life brings. Having a mother is the greatest happiness of my life. Thanks to the immense love of my mother, I have been able to live, grow up, appreciate more than those who have a sun and two dew-making rice grains like my mother.
