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.

Man is a flower, and love is the honey of the flower. I enjoyed my father's honey in the flowers. My father loves me very much. When I meet trouble, he will try his best to make me happy. When I meet a problem, he will take the trouble to tell me attentively; When I behaved badly, he would teach me harshly... .. ... Once, I got 100 percent in the math exam and was the only one in the class. I was on cloud 9. I was on cloud 9. Back home, I said proudly: "I took the math one hundred, and is only one person in the class! Dad laughed and said: "You got a hundred, is a happy thing, but can not be proud, to be humble!" I took my father's words as a deaf ear and couldn't wait to go and play with his partner. Ever since that test a hundred, I am proud. Review lessons, I took out the book, quick glance, swallow jujube; When I write, I do it very carelessly. One day, my father came to check my homework, I saw my father's eyebrows wrinkle, said to me sternly: "You actually have six problems to do wrong, proud of it? "I timidly looked at my father, did not expect my father's eyes red, gently said to me:" Come, dad teach you to do again. I became serious and followed my father intently. Soon, I corrected the six questions. Dad finally nodded, and kindly told me: "Results can only represent the past, not the future, you should always remember this sentence 'modesty makes people progress, pride makes people lag behind'." Since then, I have remembered this famous saying. The honey of the father's love is always sweet in my heart.