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I always believe that there are no parents who don't love their children. I always believe that my father still loves my sister, loves me and loves my sister in his heart, although he is seriously patriarchal. However, all he showed was respect and fear that made us flinch. How I long for parents and children to get along like friends, they can give us more family warmth and tolerance! My father is 62 years old. He and his mother got married in the spring of 1965. My elder sister was born in 1969, five years older than me, and I am seven years older than my elder sister! My mother and aunt have secretly found someone to show my father the horoscope several times. The fortune teller said that my father had a chance. I don't know if it's true fate or accidental coincidence. My father's son didn't live long, but his three daughters are thriving! Before giving birth to my sister, before giving birth to me, before giving birth to my sister, my mother gave birth to boys, but almost all of these boys died shortly after birth. The only one who lived longer was my brother who was born in 1978. At that time, my father doted on my brother as if he were a baby. It is always after my brother has had enough to eat and drink that it is our turn for the three sisters. He often buys new clothes for his brother, New Pants, but my three sisters always wear them after my sister wears them. If I don't wear them properly, I give them to my sister. Anyway, he just focused on his brother. It seems that all his three daughters are redundant. My peers have already entered school, and my father never cares about my future. I will be ten years old when I finally walk into school with my schoolbag on my back! Moreover, my aunt, 1984, worked in the forestry bureau and strongly urged my father to let me study. My aunt found a lucrative job as a contractor and took migrant workers to plant trees for her father. My father and mother clamored to take my brother with them. Unfortunately, that winter, my brother was hit by a military truck when crossing the road, and he had a cerebral hemorrhage on the spot. After two days of full rescue, he died! The death of my younger brother made mom and dad sad, and the atmosphere at home became very dignified and suffocating. We three sisters are not happy from now on. To tell the truth, we are equally heartbroken and sad about the death of our younger brother, but at that time, except for my sister, I was just eleven years old and my sister was just now.