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Detailed description of father's love

1. As usual, Dad moved out of the black old bicycle. I stepped over and Dad put the raincoat on my body. I got into the purple raincoat. Dad’s vicissitudes of the old face, tied the raincoat. The sky began to blame, the original rain was a heavy rain, the wind blew the rain, the white rain waterfall outside, I don't care, the rain splashing in the purple raincoat also became a beautiful purple dew. The wind made the bicycle swing.

2. Once, our family went to climb the mountain. When we entered the mountain, we heard the sound of the creek. We went along the sound along the way. Walking to a small road along the cliff, my father said, "I am going outside, you are going inside." Although the mountain wind is very strong, my heart is warmed by this sentence. We finally came to the creek, listening to the music brought by the stream, smelling the fragrance brought by the plants, I couldn't help but walk into the stream to touch it. Ah, the clear water, even the leaves at the bottom of the water are clear. I enjoy the gift that nature has given us, forget everything, and then take the water in a while, put the paper boat into the water for a while, for a while. Take a bite to taste it sweet, wait for me to play enough, look back, Dad is standing behind me, it turns out that he has been standing behind me to guard me.

3, due to the large number of children, is a lack of food, the family often drink sizzling porridge. One year, the thin father finally decided to go to Jiangxi to engage in "sideline business", pulling the cart and getting on the road with several of his associates. In less than a year, my father returned empty-handed, the car was gone, and the people were much thinner. Not only did they not earn a penny, but they also did less work for one year. The father cried a face to the mother, crying like a cat called heartbreaking. In order to make up for the losses caused by this year, his father finished his work during the day, and at night he held the night of the woods of the production team in the wild wild ravine covered with no one to go, often bringing back some sweet and sour little wild fruits. And the mushroom, went to the table.

4. The dumb father shed tears and wrote about himself and Zhang Xiaoguang on the blackboard. It turned out that Zhang Xiaoguang's father, Zhang Dashan, was not dumb. When Zhang Xiaoguang was very naughty, he and his friends accidentally fell into the well. Zhang Dashan saw people shouting in the back, because the well was too far from the village, Zhang Dashan shouted for more than an hour without seeing the figure, until the last shrill "help" sound spread to the ears of several villagers in Guantian, everyone Come to rescue, Zhang Xiaoguang escaped from the well. However, since that day, Zhang Dashan has lost his voice forever. Zhang Xiaoguang was still young and did not remember this thing, so he always thought that his father was a congenital deaf person. He felt that the dumb father must be very shameful in front of the classmates. So he compiled a lie that his father went out to work.

5, I can't help but think of a year, when I returned to my hometown from Shanghai alone, I broke up with my father at the station. Dad was supposed to be with me, but I stubbornly want to exercise, but I can't agree. After a while, I didn't see anyone else. I thought he was gone. When the car was about to start, he rushed into the car and gave me a bag of things, newspapers, water, snacks and the like. I want to come to him, I am afraid that I am lonely, give me time. I discovered that Dad is a very careful person.

6. Although my father never tutored me, I always asked about my study from time to time. Whenever my father came home from work at night, when I saw that I was studying at the desk, I would quietly stand by and watch. His eyes are full of kindness, and it seems that he is admiring a wonderful picture. That gaze made me involuntarily study harder. And when I ran home with an excellent transcript and excitedly said my score, my father always smiled at the side. I think that joy should be unbeatable! Looking at the transcripts, the father's eyes added a few more relief and pride. Maybe my father didn't know that the gaze made me very happy and gave me great encouragement.

7. In the middle of the night, I recalled the national hour, sitting on the bicycle, squatting on my father's back; sitting on the lawn with my father, looking back at the sky; my father with a wide back, panting back I was fat and I went straight to the sixth floor and said that I was not tired... There was a sour breath in my nose. I sucked my nose. My father hurried back and looked worried. "Is the nose stuffed?" I stepped forward. , hurriedly grabbed his father's hand, it was so rough, like a piece of sandpaper. The father smiled slyly, and a drop of turbid sweat was shining on his forehead.

8. The long 12 days finally passed. The father and mother of the school bus greeted them and grabbed the baggage of my big bag. My father took my bag with his left hand and carried the suitcase with his right hand and slowly walked forward. "Give me the bag, I can carry it myself." "Nothing, your father is still very strong. What a bag is." He said, and left and left, he walked forward. Seeing this, my heart is trembled, my nose is sour, and my eyes burst into tears.

9. In just a few days, the busy father who used to be in my heart, was so kind and warm during this period. How can these ordinary things can't be ordinary? I was thinking about this problem. Suddenly I felt cold and couldn’t help but sneezed. I was heard by my father. He came over and took a piece of clothing and put it on me. He said, "If you are cold, you will say, Ah." In an instant, I suddenly got the inspiration for writing. Dad gave me a silent love! Before I remembered, Dad always gave me a hot boil when I felt cold. When I went to school to forget to bring books, I went to school with breathlessness and sent me books... These are all Dad loves me!

10. Gradually I grew up, like an eagle with a feather, with the urge to fly, wanting to lie between the heavens and the earth. In the summer of high school, I realized my own ideals. I was admitted to a school in a different place. The whole family was immersed in joy. I saw the embarrassment of my father’s lack of eyes. I smiled heartily. On the night before leaving the house, my mother fired the good food of her hand. When my father brought the Chinese New Year, the aunt sent a good wine that he was not willing to drink, and quietly drank. Suddenly shouted and called me to my eyes, I was overwhelmed by surprise. I urged me to go to my father and I didn’t know what to expect. My father never had to talk to me alone, the only time I was on the day my grandmother died. In the quiet room, the halo is filled with gray lights. Under the light, the father's figure was tightly hugged on the ground, and the mixed muddy hair hides the painful wrinkles that are deep and deep, and the brilliance of the eyes gradually fades away. My father asked me to do it. I did it. My father found a cup and gave me the wine. We touched the cup. Perhaps by the spirit of alcohol, the father opened his voice.

11. I remember once, ten years ago, when my father was bending, he bent while talking to people. The result was a little noticed, the two fingers of one hand fell in, and only the bones were left. But the father didn't panic. He quickly put two fingers in a jar and went to the hospital. He barely picked up his fingers and wrapped them with straps. I was not sensible at the time, thinking that my father was playing games, didn't cry, just kept laughing. After my mother explained it, I understood it. It hurts. I thought it must be very painful! After more than a month passed, my father’s finger finally recovered, and a smile appeared on his face and he continued to work.

12. When my father finally had a happy time, it was the day when I was admitted to the county key high school with excellent results. People come to congratulate the father and praise me that it is the slab of college students, which is worthy of training. When my father was happy, he sent me a diary. The title page of the diary was written with the word "award", which was the prize he received when he opened the model exhibition in the region. In my memory, that was the first time my father called my name, and he shouted with joy. Like accepting a gift from someone I don't know, I bowed my head and said "thank you."

13. My father is a middle-aged man. His son is about to return to school. He has to reconcile several well-known tea houses. He must help take care of his own children. Finally, he is still not at ease, and he will send his son to the car. When you are separated, you have to buy a few oranges, and you can't wait for the son to do everything. This is the father! Although his obese body made him more difficult to climb over the fence, his father did not care about this, and his son could be safer than his father. My father can forget me so much! In this simple one, there is also a great fatherly love!

14. The details of the father's returning process. He never told me. I asked him every time, and he used a simple words to smother the past: "Can you come back? Take a ride." Until this National Day, my mother came to Beijing, I Only know a detail in a chat. It turned out that after my father bought a train ticket at Beijing Station on the same day, he had only ten yuan left in the area, only enough to buy a home ticket after going to the provincial capital. The ten dollars were stolen by a few rogue children at the train station, tearing around my father. In this way, after the father arrived in the provincial capital the next day, he had to step into the car. More than 100 miles away, except for the intermittent carriage of some trucks in the middle, my father actually walked by both feet. There is an important plot in it. I left the school after my father had finished eating a bowl of porridge in the school. When he arrived home late in the evening, he hadn’t eaten anything.

15. On the morning of the next day, my father woke me up early. Carry the luggage and me and drive to the bus station. My father didn't talk on the way. The car was safe and careful. He looked at his shoulders behind him. He used his shoulders like a mountain to break down and become devoid of vitality. Unconsciously at the bus station, my father took the luggage down and asked me to get in the car early to find a seat. I sat at the window and saw my father. His eyes suddenly became sharp and he was constantly looking for me. When the two eyes touched each other, the wrinkles folded like the wind of the village head, and the father smiled with peace of mind, and I laughed. Time is continuing, people in suits and attire are constantly coming in, walking in front of me, unconsciously feeling the glare of special glare, but his father's yellow coat is extraordinarily cute. The car slowly started to move up. I looked at my father. My father was watching me with my eyes. The deep-hearted pool of water was telling me that I was reluctant. The driver was cold like time. He didn't pay attention to our father and son. The car flew out like an arrow. Everything disappeared in front of him and wrapped his father. At that moment, I couldn't help it anymore. The tears were like broken beads, and all of them came.

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