because of love

The third grade class of the upstream national school

Every day, my loved ones care for me with a whisper, take care of me and care for me. Gradually, I grew up, I am 8 years old, and slowly learn to care for my loved ones.

On a sunny morning, we came back from Guangdong by plane. I just got off the plane and went to the airport to get on the bus. Suddenly, my father and I saw a hole in the wheel of a bright tourist car, and it felt like it would explode. However, Dad slowly walked to the side of the coach. I thought: If the wheel of the coach exploded, and Dad is gone, then Dad will be hurt. Dad still stood there motionless. I quickly ran to my father's back. I was running as fast as a car. My hand was like dragging the ground and I wanted to pull my father over. My hand used all my strength to pull my dad over, but it took a long time, but my father still stood there motionless, and it seemed that there was no feeling at all. I was anxious to "wow" and burst into tears. At this time, Dad’s head turned over and said strangely to me: “Wang Geyi, what’s wrong?” I said with a heartbeat: “Dad – Dad – the coach will explode – Dad, come over soon. "Dad first stunned. "Hey, worry about Dad?" Then gently touched my head with his hand and smiled and said, "Nothing, Dad is fine, it won't explode." I thought: Really not Will it explode? For a while, the owner of the coach made a call to the person who repaired the car. The person who repaired the car immediately came over... My father? Holding my hand, I am happy to go to the bus.

Every day, I care about my father, mother, grandmother, grandfather, because they are my loved ones, because I love my loved ones!

Third grade: Wang Yizhen