Yesterday, I saw a little story called father's love in practical digest, which gave me a great feeling.
Its story synopsis is: a person ranks the sixth in the family, goes to the college entrance examination. During the exam, my father took money to buy him cucumbers, fried meat, steamed buns and stewed chicken with mushrooms. My son didn't know that my father ate some pickles, water and dry food every day. After three days of college entrance examination, when he and his father went to the restaurant for dinner, the boss's mother asked his father, "is it still only half a dish to take?" the father said, "no, today I will accompany my son to have some rice and drink two cups."
His father would rather save himself to give his son the spirit of eating well, let me moved, really father love like a mountain!