Father's warmth

Many people in my life have given me warmth, and my childhood life is full of happiness and affection. The warmth and love that my father gave me made me feel the deepest. I think that my heart is always warm.

Dad is only 35 years old, but he has a few white hair in his hair, his eyes are covered with red silk, probably overworked! He is as hard and busy as a "bee."

Dad often goes out to deliver at three o'clock in the morning and will not come back until noon. One Sunday to noon, I thought my father could have a hot lunch with us, but another person sent the goods. When Dad heard the cry, he quickly went over and I saw him as usual. I went to the room and took a book to weigh the goods. When I came back, there were a lot of dense numbers on the book. Dad just wanted to take a sip of water, take a break, his phone rang, and the people on the phone asked Dad to drive a large truck to take the goods out of them. Dad is busy in this, and goes to pull the goods again. Sometimes, I really hate the sound of the phone, because it makes Dad unable to eat a meal and rest for a minute. When Dad came back at night, he had not waited for me to say a few words to him, and he had already slept asleep...

Although Dad is so tired, he always talks and laughs at home, especially when he gathers to eat, he always says: " Eat more. I am tired, as long as you grow up healthily, I am satisfied." Every day until the evening, my father will be tired and will say: "Cover the quilt, don't catch cold." Whenever I think of these words, my heart feels very warm.

Dad, I know that our family from faraway Inner Mongolia to the bustling Shanghai, you hope that I can have a good learning environment, can eat better, live better, so that I can study hard. And I will not live up to your hopes for me. I will finish my studies and be a useful person to repay the warmth you have given me.

Fifth grade: emerald heart