Nếu ai đó hỏi tôi rằng tôi yêu cha

Nếu ai đó hỏi tôi rằng tôi yêu cha hay yêu mẹ hơn thì tôi không biết phải trả lời như thế nào. Bởi tình cảm của tôi dành cho cha và mẹ đều như nhau.

Vâng! Ai lớn lên cũng qua vòng tay yêu thương của cha mẹ, sự ân cần dạy dỗ của thầy cô. Ai sinh ra chẳng đôi lần áp mặt vào bầu sữa mẹ mát lành, chẳng được đôi lần bố kiệu đi chơi? Và rồi, khi con lớn lên con đến trường. Nơi đó không có cha, có mẹ nhưng có thầy cô giáo, những người sẵn sàng hy sinh cho con giống như cha mẹ. Có lẽ mẹ chỉ dạy cho con bảng chữ cái a, b, c còn cô cầm tay con dạy con từng nét chữ, dạy cho con những điều mà mẹ chưa dạy, kể cho con nghe những câu chuyện mà mẹ chưa kịp kể. Cha chỉ đủ thời gian dạy cho con dãy số từ 1 đến 9 rồi vì bận cấy cày chưa dạy con các phép toán cộng, trừ, nhân, chia. Cha có nhớ không, khi con còn nhỏ chưa thể đi vững được, con đã ngã xuống, cha chỉ dắt con dậy đôi lần, còn cha vỗ tay và bảo con cố đứng dậy. Từ trong tiềm thức, cha đã dạy cho con phải biết tự lập, phải biết đứng dậy khi vấp ngã. Cha đã cho con một đôi cánh, mẹ đã cho con một đôi chân để dìu dắt con qua mọi nẻo đường. Khi đôi chân mẹ mỏi bước, đôi cánh cha lại nâng con đứng dậy để con có thể vượt qua mọi nẻo đường.

Results (English) 1:

If someone asked me that I love the father or mother love more then I do not know how to answer. By my affection for the father and mother are both the same. Yes! Who grew up loving the arms of the cross are also parents, the kind of teachers. Who was born sometime in face pressure not breast milk cool, don't be double procession of father time. And then, when the child grew up to the school. Where there is no father, mother but have teachers who are willing to sacrifice for her like her parents. Maybe my mom just teaches the child the alphabet a, b, c and you teach each child hand strokes the word, teach the things that parents not to teach, tell me the stories that my mother upset. My father just enough time to teach the number ranges from 1 to 9, and then because of busy plowing implantation have not taught the operations addition, subtraction, multiplication, Division. The father has no memory, when a young child is not yet able to go firmly, you fell, my father just Pimp My lump, double up, clap and the father tried to stand up. From in the subconscious, the father taught the son to know himself, to know to stand up when they fall. The father gave the son a pair of wings, the mother has for a child made her son to feet through studying. When his mother tired legs step father lifting the back wings, stand up to your child can pass the studying.

Results (English) 2:

If someone asked me if I loved loves father or mother more than, I do not know how to answer. Because my feelings for the father and mother are the same. Well! Who grew up well past the loving arms of parents, teaching kindness of teachers. Who was born there a couple of times elected face into the cool milk, not declared procession was sometimes go out? And then, when I grow up their children to school. Where there is no father or mother, but the teachers, who are willing to sacrifice for the child like a parent. Perhaps mothers teach children the alphabet a, b, c and she Hand teach children handwriting ever, teach your children not taught things that the mother, told me the story that the mother had barely matter. Father just enough time to teach children numbers ranging from 1 to 9 and for not teaching me busy plowing operations addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division. Dad does not remember, when I was young to be going strong, I fell off, his father just took me up sometimes, and Dad told me applause and tried to stand. Subconsciously, the father taught his children to be independent, to know when to stand up tripping. Father gave me a pair of wings, she gave me a leg to mentor me through all the way. When tired legs step mother, father wings again raise the child can stand up to overcome all the way.