my dad

In the past, I had too much dissatisfaction with my father. Although it is a father and a daughter, there seems to be no feeling between us. My father is thin and tall, and the neighbors often call him a "skinny bamboo pole." This is indeed true! My father doesn't like to laugh, but his eyes are very gentle, his thick eyebrows are always wrinkled, and his eyes are always so melancholy. My father didn't like to talk, and he barely heard him say a word every day. I am used to it for a long time.

I remember when I was young, I just wanted to listen to others saying, "Does your dad like you?" I would say with a slap in the face: "I don't like it!" However, as time passed, one thing changed my view of my father.

When I graduated from Elementary School, I also faced a graduation exam. However, just in the week before my quick exam, I not only did not take the time to review, but only deal with TV. The father didn't have any movements, but later, when he accidentally saw the glaring score on my Chinese language test paper, "87", he tore the test paper. Then, I lost my temper: "You look like this, the score can be taken to the first class in the graduation exam. I, I will run around the yard for three laps!" At that time, I was so angry that I felt too much of my father. I am, I must prove it to him!

Maybe his radical method is just right! I have always used this harsh words to motivate myself to study hard. In the end, if the hard work pays off, I finally achieved the first score of the Chinese score in the class. My father is also happy for me, because in the whole village, the students who graduated from the exam are the highest of me, and he naturally has a face. However, I have never forgiven him.

Perhaps the father's love is like lilac, a long and faint, only the years passed, and gradually the far-reaching rhyme contained in the faint fragrance. Until one day, I realized his good intentions.

That day, the world was drizzling, everything seemed so peaceful and quiet. I took a cup of boiling water and took the medicine to the inside room. Because my father was drenched in the rain last night, today, the high fever does not retreat, rest in bed. I came to my father and handed the water and medicine to him. He took it and set it aside. He solemnly said to me: "Do you still blame me?" I replied with a sigh of relief: "No... no Ah!” Father said to me again: “I know that you are embarrassed when you are young, and you can’t stop anything you want to do.” “I... I... Dad, don’t say it!” My tears don’t know Where did he come, and he plunged into his arms and cried. For the first time in my life, I was lying in my father’s arms and crying. My resentment in my heart was already thrown into the clouds.

Things have been going on for a long time, but the shadow of the sinking is still there. I have been remorseful for my ignorance all the time. I regret how I was so naive at the time, I don’t know my father’s love for me.

I gradually learned a lot. It turns out that a love is not expressed in any words. I have never understood why my father loves me so much. Why don't you care less about your brother? Until today, I realized that he had always believed that he was fascinated by the flowers he had carefully cultivated, even if it was so weak, he felt extremely gratified.

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