Every Christmas Eve, probably there will be so few words:?. "Good sleep Oh, there will be Santa Claus gift tomorrow morning." "Yeah!" "Of course," while the total for each of these words to say It is him.
When full of joy every time I put on socks, always saw a smile on his face spoiled, he would touch my head, driving me to go to sleep.
The next morning when I always dreamed I would receive the gift, will see the happy smile on his face, "Look, I did not lie to it, there really is Santa Claus oh the world." I always nodded, When turned around, and then touched cheeks, there was actually a cold.
When I ask again on Christmas Eve, "Santa Claus really do in the world?" He always replied: "! Of course," but when I saw him in revealing silver hair, this moment of my tears could not restrain, let him wanton flow.
That I do not know, every night, I always hear the door gently rang a cry, and then, revealing a faint light, followed by his familiar body, as well as his shadow crept, and hands I care deeply about the gift. Then, he will always be present in discharged when one would see me, and then gently falling on my forehead a kiss. I can not open my eyes, because, where the combination of a lot of liquid.
I used to believe that he must be the greatest man in the world, he will create a little me and a surprise for me to create a fairy tale after another, one after another for me to build a dream, but also for I moved again and again foreshadowing.
I was naive enough to think that we will always be happy so go, but each year, each new year. But when I saw his bloodshot eyes revealed, saw him in revealing white hair, I know, people I love, he is old.
This year's Christmas again soon, and I love people, and he also has a year older, so now I am, it is time to guard him, then this year's Christmas, as he prepares a surprise, a manufacturing moved on as he had done the same for me.
After every Christmas, we will have to guard them at night, Santa Claus lie, in our hearts, forever, forever, forever.
So I think you should be very clear now who he is now, he is, we have to thank, that lie in every Christmas, loved us, and gradually old - Dad!
每一個平安夜，大抵都會有這么幾句話：“好好睡覺哦，明天早上就會有圣誕老人的禮物了。”“是嗎?”“當然了!”而每次說出這段話的總是他。
當我每次滿心歡喜的擺上襪子，總是會看見他臉上寵溺的笑容，他總會摸摸我的腦袋，趕我去睡覺。
當我隔天早上總是會收到我夢寐以求的禮物，也會看見他臉上欣慰的笑容，“看，我沒說謊吧，世界上真的有圣誕老人哦?！蔽乙部偸屈c點頭，轉過身時，再一摸臉頰，那里，竟是一片冰涼。
當我再一次在圣誕夜問出“世界上真的有圣誕老人嗎?”他一如既往的回答：“當然了!”但當我看到他頭發(fā)中透出的銀絲，這一刻的我，淚水再也控制不住，任他肆意的流了出來。
我不是不知道，每一個夜晚，我總會聽見房門輕輕的響了一聲，然后，透出一絲微弱的光亮，繼而是他那熟悉的身軀，還有他那躡手躡腳的身影，以及手里那個我心心念念的禮物。然后，他總是會在放完禮物的時候，看一會我，然后，輕輕在我的額頭上落下一個吻。我不敢睜開眼睛，因為，那里凝聚了不少液體。
我曾經(jīng)相信，他一定是世界上最了不起的人，他會為小小的我創(chuàng)造一份又一份的驚喜，為我制造一個又一個的童話，為我打造一個又一個的夢境，也為我鋪墊一次又一次的感動。
我天真地認為，我們會這樣永遠幸福下去，歲歲年年，年年歲歲。可是當我看見他眼角透露出的血絲，看見他黑發(fā)中透出的雪白，我知道，我愛的人，他已經(jīng)老了。
今年的圣誕又一次到來了，我愛的人，他也又老了一歲，所以現(xiàn)在的我，是時候該守護他了，那么今年的圣誕，為他準備一份驚喜，制造一次感動，就像他曾經(jīng)為我做的一樣。
以后的每一次圣誕，都將由我們，來守護他們的夜晚，圣誕老人的謊言，會在我們的心間，永遠，永遠，直到永遠。
那么我想，你們現(xiàn)在應該很清楚他是誰了吧，他就是，我們都要感謝的，那個在每年圣誕節(jié)都說謊的，愛我們的，逐漸年老的——爸爸!
When full of joy every time I put on socks, always saw a smile on his face spoiled, he would touch my head, driving me to go to sleep.
The next morning when I always dreamed I would receive the gift, will see the happy smile on his face, "Look, I did not lie to it, there really is Santa Claus oh the world." I always nodded, When turned around, and then touched cheeks, there was actually a cold.
When I ask again on Christmas Eve, "Santa Claus really do in the world?" He always replied: "! Of course," but when I saw him in revealing silver hair, this moment of my tears could not restrain, let him wanton flow.
That I do not know, every night, I always hear the door gently rang a cry, and then, revealing a faint light, followed by his familiar body, as well as his shadow crept, and hands I care deeply about the gift. Then, he will always be present in discharged when one would see me, and then gently falling on my forehead a kiss. I can not open my eyes, because, where the combination of a lot of liquid.
I used to believe that he must be the greatest man in the world, he will create a little me and a surprise for me to create a fairy tale after another, one after another for me to build a dream, but also for I moved again and again foreshadowing.
I was naive enough to think that we will always be happy so go, but each year, each new year. But when I saw his bloodshot eyes revealed, saw him in revealing white hair, I know, people I love, he is old.
This year's Christmas again soon, and I love people, and he also has a year older, so now I am, it is time to guard him, then this year's Christmas, as he prepares a surprise, a manufacturing moved on as he had done the same for me.
After every Christmas, we will have to guard them at night, Santa Claus lie, in our hearts, forever, forever, forever.
So I think you should be very clear now who he is now, he is, we have to thank, that lie in every Christmas, loved us, and gradually old - Dad!
每一個平安夜，大抵都會有這么幾句話：“好好睡覺哦，明天早上就會有圣誕老人的禮物了。”“是嗎?”“當然了!”而每次說出這段話的總是他。
當我每次滿心歡喜的擺上襪子，總是會看見他臉上寵溺的笑容，他總會摸摸我的腦袋，趕我去睡覺。
當我隔天早上總是會收到我夢寐以求的禮物，也會看見他臉上欣慰的笑容，“看，我沒說謊吧，世界上真的有圣誕老人哦?！蔽乙部偸屈c點頭，轉過身時，再一摸臉頰，那里，竟是一片冰涼。
當我再一次在圣誕夜問出“世界上真的有圣誕老人嗎?”他一如既往的回答：“當然了!”但當我看到他頭發(fā)中透出的銀絲，這一刻的我，淚水再也控制不住，任他肆意的流了出來。
我不是不知道，每一個夜晚，我總會聽見房門輕輕的響了一聲，然后，透出一絲微弱的光亮，繼而是他那熟悉的身軀，還有他那躡手躡腳的身影，以及手里那個我心心念念的禮物。然后，他總是會在放完禮物的時候，看一會我，然后，輕輕在我的額頭上落下一個吻。我不敢睜開眼睛，因為，那里凝聚了不少液體。
我曾經(jīng)相信，他一定是世界上最了不起的人，他會為小小的我創(chuàng)造一份又一份的驚喜，為我制造一個又一個的童話，為我打造一個又一個的夢境，也為我鋪墊一次又一次的感動。
我天真地認為，我們會這樣永遠幸福下去，歲歲年年，年年歲歲。可是當我看見他眼角透露出的血絲，看見他黑發(fā)中透出的雪白，我知道，我愛的人，他已經(jīng)老了。
今年的圣誕又一次到來了，我愛的人，他也又老了一歲，所以現(xiàn)在的我，是時候該守護他了，那么今年的圣誕，為他準備一份驚喜，制造一次感動，就像他曾經(jīng)為我做的一樣。
以后的每一次圣誕，都將由我們，來守護他們的夜晚，圣誕老人的謊言，會在我們的心間，永遠，永遠，直到永遠。
那么我想，你們現(xiàn)在應該很清楚他是誰了吧，他就是，我們都要感謝的，那個在每年圣誕節(jié)都說謊的，愛我們的，逐漸年老的——爸爸!