Strong fatherly love

There was a cup of milk tea on the wooden table, and a breeze blew through it. The aroma came into my heart, and it didn’t fade for a long time...

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This is not. Just a few days after the test, the scores and rankings have been sent to my father's mobile phone. When I saw the ranking, I felt good about myself and I sat in the living room and watched TV alone. At this time, the father walked over with anger and said, "How is the English retreat of this exam so big? I don't know how to seriously reflect on it. I still watch TV here. I have no ambition at all. I am going to the third day. Play, see what you want to do in the future!" In the impression, this is the first time my father yelled at me for the results, but this time, did I really disappoint him? Look up, I saw him turning away from the back, by the way, throw a sentence: You look at it yourself, if you let me see such results next time, you don't think there will be extra time! ”

Very strange, I loved to cry, I heard my father say such a harsh words, no tears, even I am puzzled. Perhaps, it is already already exhausting the tears when the test is finished. Or maybe, I don’t know what to cry about, just a person looking out of the window.

A holiday that should have been pleasantly spent is like this in the endless boring. When I dragged the already tired body in the sea of ​​books, and sat down on the bed with a slightly dizzy head, I accidentally saw the tea on the table. I don't have time to make tea, my mother is not at home, and that is the father's masterpiece. However, under the crystal of the glass, there seems to be something else. I said that curiosity kills the cat, though, I am not a cat. But I still walked over.

Remove the cup, it turned out to be an ordinary note, but the above said: "Daughter, this time my father is not right, forget that you also have your hardships, and criticize you indiscriminately. But I know your strength and Not only that, I only hope that you can learn the lessons of this time, continue to work hard next time, come on, Dad will always support you!"

Suddenly my eyes were red, and a drop of tears fell, and a round halo appeared on the table, but the smile on the corner of the mouth was gradually faded. Father is a person who is not good at expressing his feelings. He will never hang on to the words "love you". But this does not mean that he does not love you, because he always pays quietly in the corner, his love is so deep and dignified.

I feel refreshed for having such a good father.

And I, but I will only blame my parents, complaining that they do not understand me. I ignored their starting point, just hope that I can not suffer after I grow up.

The night, getting deeper, I sat at my desk and quietly reviewed, accompanied by the faint tea fragrance, and my father’s deep love for me...

The second day of the experiment in the city of Rugao, Nantong, Jiangsu: flying dandelion