my dad

My father, talking about my father, my mood is very complicated. I love him very much and hate him very much.

I am like a flower in the flowers of a greenhouse, my father is a flower petal. He is by my side, but it is far away from me. He hurts me, what I need, he always has a way to satisfy me. His smiling face is the best care for me. He is very busy, but he always says he is very busy. This often puzzles me. Sometimes, I hope that I am a bit stupid, so I will have an excuse to ask him for math problems. At this time, he will at least not say a word, I am very busy.

Sometimes, a short separation often makes me lose a smile on my face. Even if I plead for it and pull my clothes, he still says that the company is very busy. At this time I was full of hate for him, I hate that he loves the company far more than love me. I hate him for coming back to review those broken files, and I don't want to stay and finish the meal. There was not much time for us to get along with, but he did not cherish it at all. I don't understand why the broken building of the dead can always touch the soul of my father. For me, a living creature can't keep Dad around. He often said that when I grow up, I have to learn to leave my parents. How to leave the word is so far-fetched, my consciousness tells me that I have never been by your side, leaving, the word can not be used.

At school, I listened to the classmates saying that my father had cooked breakfast and watched the students being picked up and down by Dad. And Dad came to listen to the parents' meeting... But I still have to be unwilling, and I don't want to say: "It's childish, it's so big, I have to cook breakfast, and I have to send my father. It's really shameful. In fact, I am very envious of it. I often exaggerate to say that I am the happiest person in the world. It’s really funny to think about it now. A few days ago, I heard Guo Zhiguang say that his father walked with him to buy gloves and think about himself. My father is far away from the sky, thousands of miles apart. Through this little thing, why can he get such a strong fatherly love? I know that my father’s waist is not good enough to accompany a long distance. I really want to do this. Be considerate of Dad. But I just hate it. Why can't my dad give me the same kind of fatherly love that I can satisfy my like? Maybe I think too much, but even the most basic ones will not leave it to me. That is to protect your health. I often beg you not to smoke. You just don't listen. I often think that if you don't smoke, I am willing to give up all the father love you gave me. I just want to have a health. Dad.

Today, I am sitting beside you, holding you gently, listening to the sound of your heartbeat. I was determined to write this article, just to tell the world's father. Your child loves you very much and hates you too. But, no matter how I am not qualified to hate, I can't hate it. Because the starting point of all this is to love me, but I am too greedy, I feel that this love can not satisfy me.