Dad's love

My father, usually very serious, rarely laughs, is with me, is also very strict, therefore, I have been afraid of my father, and even, in my mind, think that Dad does not love me.

It was one morning, I got up earlier than my father and saw my father chubby. I thought it would be very comfortable if I could lie on my father. So, I climbed gently, both hands on the bed, slowly moved to my father's body. Mom saw it and said, "You are lying on Dad." "I am afraid that Dad will beat me!" I whispered. Mom said: "You squat, your dad won't hit you." Listening to her mother said, I gently took my hand to my father's body. For a moment, my father suddenly opened his eyes and smiled at me. The hand glared at me and played with me. At that moment, I felt the warmth I had never had before.

This is the love of my father. Although I don’t give much to me, I feel that he loves me too.

The third grade of Hanmo Guoxiao, Fengcheng, Dandong, Liaoning Province: Fu Sinan