FACIONDA WASHINGTON
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A lonely man
A father is a bunch of sunshine in the winter, always shining on my body, let me feel very warm. I remember once, my father and I were playing in the park. I forgot to run around the flower bed, suddenly, the sky began to drizzle, my forehead was soon wet by the rain. I immediately ran to my father, anxious to say: "Dad, dad, it's raining!" Dad wiped the rain on my face with clothes and said: "Then we go home." Dad took my little hand and ran back immediately. Running, running, the more the rain, I have been sweating. Rain and sweat mixed together, the clothes completely soaked, clinging to my body, very uncomfortable. I couldn't run. I stood there, panting. I was sad to see that my father had run away. As if sensing that I was gone, my father slowed down and shouted, "Where are you, son?" I shouted as hard as I could, "I'm behind you." Dad turned his head, saw me exhausted, quickly ran over, said: "So tired ah, I will carry you." Dad can't help but put me to the back, firmly hook my legs, fast to go home. Suddenly, a warm current poured into my. In my heart. After a while, I suddenly wanted to sneeze. I held my nose in my hand and tried to hold it back. But Sneeze this bad guy did not listen to my words, "A-choo, a-choo" hit two. My father heard me sneeze, quickly put me down, three times two of his coat off, over my body. I looked down and tears burst out of my eyes. Home, dad also let me take a bath, after his wash, I looked at my father trembling, the heart was very moved. A father's love is the most precious thing in the world! When I grow up, I must repay my father.
By FACIONDA WASHINGTONabout a year ago in Confessions