The Light of Father s Smile Book Review

My father has gone through the ups and downs of life, his hair has turned gray and thin, his face has more wrinkles, and his muscles have gradually relaxed, but the only thing that has not changed is his faint smile from the heart.

My father, an ordinary farmer, lived in a small village, he didn't say much, he worked here silently, lived here. From the hard work of burying his head to the gratifying changes now, he blurred the vicissitudes of the years with wrinkles, and exchanged his gray hair for the evolution of his family. He didn't say anything about it, he just looked at us with a faint smile!

What a familiar scene! Decades like a day!

Father, originally born in a relatively wealthy family, I heard that my grandfather used to be a leader and had a very strong work ability, so my grandmother didn't go to work and took care of their three children at home, and the family lived a very happy life. But due to some reasons, the family fell into the middle of the road, and the happiness of such a family was thrown into the Yellow River and never returned. Forced by the cruelty of life, her grandmother could only sadly give her three children to others to raise.

So my father came to a strange place and began his strange life, when he was only 8 years old.

According to the grandfather, after his father came to the new environment, he accepted the difficulties of the new family, probably remembering the instructions of his grandmother when he sent him, "Be obedient and don't let me worry......Since then, my father has been very obedient, not only helping the family with household chores, but also starting to learn barbering from my step-grandfather at the age of 10. My grandfather recalled, at that time, my father was not tall, and he needed to stand on a small stool to give a haircut. I once fell and my arm hurt for days.

But these did not make my father complain, but lived a down-to-earth life, until I was able to completely stand and give people a haircut, and these hardships were written into two steely words in my father's growth, called strong!

Later, when I asked my father about this paragraph, he didn't say anything, but smiled faintly at me! I know that this is actually my father's inner pain, but my father resolutely faced life with optimism and became a strong man in life.

My father's smile is not a numb attitude towards life, but a resolute quality of life. Whenever I wanted to give up when I was in trouble, my father's smile always gave me strength, and I walked through many ups and downs silently.

The scene of my father smiling is hard for me to forget. I've seen all kinds of smiles since I was a child. But without your father's bright, childish smiling face can be deep in my heart.

I don't know when I started to dread the day when I developed my results. On this day, the teacher will inform the parents of the results through the school newsletter. If you do well in the exam, everyone will naturally be happy.

But if you don't take the test... But it means that students have to go home under pressure and fear. And I was unconsciously in this group again. But unlike them:

I'm not afraid of scolding from my parents. Because my parents have always been very democratic, they know that they are more difficult than anyone else if they fail the exam. At this point, what they have to do is not to scold but to encourage.

But I know that there is no pair of parents in the sky, who do not want their sons to become dragons and their daughters to become phoenixes.

How many times have I seen my parents' deep conversations and sad expressions through the cracks in the door. Even though they speak very softly and quietly. But I still vaguely felt the worry in their words.

They were always very careful and gentle in their conversations with me, so as not to shadow me as if I had failed in the exam. They were obviously sad, but in order to comfort me, they even pretended not to care. In particular, my father would smile at me to amuse me.

The smile is bright and childish. It was my father's smile that encouraged me. I will never forget such a scene.

Flowers bloom and fall, the years pass in a hurry, only from the faint smell of smoke from the fingertips of the parents to realize the father's love contains far-reaching and long, only from the expression of the parents to experience the perseverance of family affection.