Feng Jianfang wrote an essay on the topic of my father

People often say that a father's love is like a mountain, but in my opinion, my father's love for me is not completely as severe as a mountain, but sometimes as gentle as water.

Whenever the winter is cold and windy and snowy, I can't help but think of when I was a child, my father would always pick me up and drop me from school, especially in winter.

On the way out of school, the cold wind swept through the cotton clothes, and the snowflakes fell on my face and hands.

Dad looked at me and didn't say anything, but quickened his pace and walked in front of me, silently shielding me from the cold wind and the heavy snow. A warm current spread throughout my body, thawing my cold nerves.

Although my father is very thin, my father in the wind and snow is like a tall giant, extremely powerful, which makes my heart feel very down-to-earth and ...... satisfactionWhen I got home, my dad and I always smiled.

Now that I'm getting older, I rarely hide behind my dad in the winter, but sometimes I beg him to stand in front of me and cover me, which is really beautiful and ......beautiful

This midterm exam was really bad and bad, 120 points for the math paper, and I only got 87 points, which is not true! How I wish it wasn't true, but unfortunately it was, and when the math curls came down, my heart was extremely sad, but I didn't cry, but my eyes quietly moistened.

I walked home dejectedly, and when I got home, my head was not raised. I am willing to tell my father about my studies, because my father understands me better than my mother in learning, and the education method is more appropriate, so this time I still explain the situation of this exam to my father as always.

I stood in front of my dad like a wood and squeaked, "Dad......."This exam ......I choked up and didn't know what to say. But my father said to me with kind eyes: "Bad grades......I couldn't hold back the tears rolling in my eyes......

It's okay, as long as you are willing to work hard, you will definitely be able to pass the exam next time, and I believe my daughter will be able to. "

Although my father's words were short, they lightened the burden on my heart a lot. I should reflect on myself, I put away my tears and smiled at my dad. When I went to bed at night, my father's words lingered in my mind and accompanied me into ...... sleep

Dad's visible and intangible love is deeply seared in my heart. Mom and Dad have given me everything, we can't thank them in words, we can only prove it with actions and express it with our hearts.

Daddy's love is not a kind of cowardice like grandma, not sweet and nagging like mom, his love is obscure, invisible like air, invisible, but essential.

The place where the ten high gas are sprinkled is the place.