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Loneliness is like an arrow in the darkness, shooting the heart, and father's love is like a lamp, illuminating the future for me.

In life, my father always warms me and encourages me, and with him, my years are not lonely.

Once, I was very disappointed when I didn't do well in the exam, and I felt very bad when I saw my classmates smiling happily. Just as I walked out of the school gate with a sad heart, a big hand patted me on the shoulder, and I quickly turned my head, and then I seemed to see the sun. My father stood in front of me and saw what was on my mind at a glance, and he helped me up with his warm hands, and said with a smile

Dad doesn't blame you, I know you did your best, don't be discouraged, just take the test next time. "My heart broke free from the cold, it was like it was injected with warmth, it was so warm. On the way home, my father took me by the hand and led me forward.

My father has been coughing a lot lately, and I think he must have caught a cold. In order not to interfere with my exam revision, my father would always go downstairs at night to look at the sky. A few times I told him:

You don't have to, I'm too quiet to get used to. The father said sternly: "Your revision is important, I will go downstairs at night to see the stars in the sky, and it is good to take a walk."

Late at night, I walked to the window sleepily and saw my father walking back and forth alone, my eyes moistened, and I felt the heat of my father's hot heart every time I felt it. After washing my face with cold water, I went back into the state of revision. In the middle of the night, a father and son communicate with each other with their hearts, warm each other, and insist on the battle of two people.

My father's big hands are full of strength and warmth, and my father's heart is full of care. Walking on the road of life, I will always look up at my father's everlasting lamp, and offer a sentence with my heart: "With you, my years are not lonely!" ”

The son plays a game called "Red Alert". It's not very addictive, I often play for a while, save it, and play it again after a while, and I play it in a game, often for half a month.

But he played very carefully. One day he asked me, why didn't Dad go first when the GIs entered the tank? I'll go over and see.

Sure enough, there is a kind of big tank called "Battle Fortress", which can be loaded with soldiers, and as the son said, a column of five soldiers who come over and prepare to enter this kind of tank is often the first one to arrive and not go first, but to wait until the last one comes, and then according to the principle of the last to the advanced, one by one.

Yes, the design of this detail is indeed contrary to the common sense of life, and the rules of a fair game should be based on the later come, but ......I was confused and didn't know what to do with my son. So, I asked him in turn, "Why do you say?" The son smiled and replied that this was demeanor.

I didn't speak for a long time.