When it comes to love, people tend to mind first glimpses of motherly love. Mother kindly smile, caring and attentive care of nagging always moves us, so that we never forget. Silent father is easy to overlook. Because it is not maternal love, as my father often left in hard back and a straight face, at which we can see the surface of things, it can easily be hidden in dark places we ignore, made a refreshing breath of something - -Love.
One day, a middle-aged man leaning on his elderly father to walk in the park. Dance with the birds in the park. Father pointing to a bird and asked: "What is it?" Middle-aged man replied:. "Is thrush" Father asked: "What is it?" Is a middle-aged man replied:. "Thrush" This the father asked: "What is it?" Middle-aged men think it might be the father of the older ears so bad, there Tao "is thrush." may be forever, the father asked the same question ...... so anti repeatedly, to which the first 10 times, middle-aged man impatient, shouted "yes thrush. Do not ask her!" father was extraordinarily calm, not a bit sons gas mean that with the love with preaching tone: "thirty years ago, when you"re four years old, I take naughty you come here because it is very curious and excited and asking "What is it?" a full 25 times. every time I patiently answered: "thrush" because you want a small, curious thing, "then suddenly threw himself to the son of his father who cried tears, like a child!.
We often see in life, children will leave home TV screen go to work when parting. Mother whispered crying, one a line be told, but my father always last just say, "Well, go now." So plain, who knows this short sentence containing the words how much pain and love? How he would also cry, but he did not. His love bloom in silence, only a fragrant smell.
说到爱，人们往往脑海中第一个闪现的是母爱。母亲慈祥的微笑，关心的唠叨和细心的照顾总是使我们感动，使我们难以忘怀。默默的父爱则容易忽视。因为它不像母爱那样，父亲常常留下的是辛勤背影和一脸严肃，在这表面我们所能看到的东西下，幽暗之处藏着容易被我们忽视的，发着沁人心脾气息的东西——爱。
一天，中年男人扶着年迈的父亲去公园散步。公园里群鸟起舞着。父亲指着一种鸟问道：“这是什么?”中年人回答道：“是画眉鸟。”父亲又问：“这是什么?”中年男人答道是：“画眉鸟。”这是父亲又问：“这是什么?”中年男人想可能是父亲年龄大了，耳朵不好使，便有道“是画眉。”可没完，父亲又问着相同的问题……就这样反反复复，到了这第10次，中年男人没耐心了，大声吼道“是画眉。别再问了!”父亲却显得格外平静，一点儿也没生儿子气的意思，用着带有慈爱的语气讲道：“三十几年前，在你四岁时，我牵着调皮的你来到这里。因为好奇而显得十分兴奋不停地问‘这是什么?’足足有25遍，每次我都耐心地回答说：‘是画眉。’因为想你还小，好奇心强嘛!”这时儿子一下子扑倒在父亲身上哭得泪流满面，像个孩子似的。
我们每每看到生活中，电视中儿女要离家出外谋生时的离别画面。母亲低低地哭着，一句又一句地叮嘱，而父亲总是最后只说一句“好了，该走了。”如此平实，谁又知道这短短一句中的几个字包含了多少多少的痛和爱?他多想也大哭一场，可他没有。他的爱在默默中绽放着，只闻见一阵幽香。
