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,
父爱是一汪清泉，滋润我的心田；父爱是一根蜡烛，点亮我的前程；父爱，是一把雨伞，为我遮风挡雨。我爱我的父亲，
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.
记得我刚满五岁，我们一家三口去郊外野餐。不知怎么了，云朵姑娘穿上了一身乌黑衣服，跑出来大声诉哭；雷公公敲起了他那大鼓，发出了“轰隆隆”的响声，天气一下子由晴天转变成雨天。这里连一辆公交车都没有，爸爸怕我和妈妈淋湿，他不顾自己把伞拿给了我和妈妈，自己却用两只手盖住头，这时候我认为父爱是无私的。我和妈妈把伞往后靠了靠，可爸爸却猛地推开，大声吼道：“管好自己。”我看着父亲，头上的雨水和汗水都分不清了。嘴上“呼哧呼哧”的喘着气，雨水顺着头上“嘀嗒嘀嗒”的落在水面上，好似演奏着一只欢快的乐曲。“哎呀！”我尖叫一声，原来我摔了一个嘴啃泥，身上泥泞不堪，爸爸不顾我身上作文的泥土，一点儿也不嫌弃的把我抱起来。我们像一阵风一样的跑着，终于到了家。
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.
我们一个个都成了落汤鸡，雨水紧贴着衣服，湿漉漉的，妈妈给我拿了一条毛巾，然后就去洗澡了。房间里只剩下我和爸爸两个人，爸爸给我倒了一杯热茶。端到了我的面前，说：“雨天冷，喝点热茶吧。”爸爸并没有像妈妈一样去洗澡，而是默默的看着我，又过了一会儿，他还自责地说：“对不起，我没那么能干，连一辆车都没有买。”我想：爸爸已经很努力了，为什么还没有钱呢？当时幼稚的我并不知道工作并不是靠努力就能挣到钱的。眼泪情不自禁的流了出来。爸爸看我哭了，连忙给我讲个笑话，我破涕为笑，笑的我前仰后合，发出哈哈的声音，父爱是幽默的。
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 ……
父爱是无私的，是幽默的。父爱在一杯温暖的热茶里；父爱在大伞里；父爱在倾盆大雨里……(文/朱小丹)