Father love is one bark clear spring, moist my heart; Father love is a candle, illume my future; Father love, it is an umbrella, keep out wind and rain for me. I love my father,
Write down I am just full 5 years old, we one go 3 times outskirts picnic. Do not know how, yun Duo's girl put on a suit pitch-black dress, run to appeal to aloud cry; Thunder farther-in-law is knocked had his that bass drum, gave out the noise of ” of “ rumble grand, weather becomes wet by sunshine change at a draught. Here does not have even a bus, father is afraid that I and mom are wringing, he disregards himself to take the umbrella to I and mom, oneself cover with two hands however first, at that time I think father love is altruistic. I and mom rely on umbrella in the future, but father is pushed suddenly however, loud growl: “ has been in charge of him. I look at ” father, the rainwater on the head and sweat are divided not clear. The asthma of ” of puff and blow of puff and blow of the “ on the mouth is worn gas, rainwater down ” of tick of tick of the “ on the head fall on surface, seem is playing a lively music. “ alas! ” I scream, so I threw a mouth to gnaw mud, go up personally extremely muddy, father disregards the clay of the composition on my body, also do not cold-shoulder a bit hold me in the arms rise. We are running euqally like blast, reached the home eventually.
We each became soaked through, rainwater is clingy dress, damp, mom took a towel to me, bathed next. I and papa are gone only in the room two people, father poured a cup of hot tea to me. Carried me before, say: “ wet is cold, drink the tea that nod heat. ” father did not bathe like mom, look at me silently however, passed a little while again, he says self-condemnedly still: “ Is am sorry, I am done not have so able, did not buy even a car. I think ” : Father already very effort, why don't still have money? I babyish at that time do not know the work and not be to rely on hard to be able to make money. Tear cannot refrain from flowed. Father saw me cry, tell a joke to me at once, my smile through tears, my what laugh rock, give out the sound that with a ha breaths out, father love is humorous.
Father love is altruistic, it is humorous. Father loves to be in a cup of warm hot tea; Father loves to be in big umbrella; Father loves to be in cloudburst ……