Essay on the country of the daughter 500 words

When he learned from his daughter country in "Journey to the West", Tang Seng appreciated the national treasure at night, and he was in the woman....1974

Uh, this one. I don't really understand.

The heavy heart, with the cooperation of rapid breathing, was beating "plopping". I took a deep breath, closed my eyes, and a clear scene appeared in my mind: I took the results of the monthly exam and timidly put it in my father's hands, but in exchange for a burst of "indiscriminate bombardment" from my father, what "not serious", "sloppy", "lazy", all stuffed into my ears in an instant.

The mood that was already extremely bad quickly escalated in his father's scolding, and finally turned into a tough sentence: "It's like this every time, it's not what I think if I don't do well in the exam, why scold me ......."You're not going to take the test? Leaving behind this sentence, which I didn't even know what I meant, I threw the door away, leaving my father with a merciless back.

I think my father's expression at that time must have been shocked, helpless, and sad. The street lights were much darker, there were no more people on the road, and I wandered for a long time on the side of the road across from my house, still undecided: should I go back, or should I continue to stay?

Looking home, the lights were still on, and I knew that my father must not have slept yet. Over the years, my father got into the habit that no matter how late I came home, he would always wait for my door. Tonight, will it be the same?

The night is getting quieter, but the street lights are getting brighter and brighter. I was a little tired, and I thought that I really shouldn't have lost my temper and walked out. Perhaps, my father is anxiously waiting for me to go back at this time; Perhaps, he was now, as before, carefully threading the needle and thread, squinting in the dim light, mending the buttons on my school uniform—when I told him that my buttons had fallen off again, he scolded me for the girls' jumping and losing them; Perhaps, he was busy warming up meal after meal for his daughter, packing up the messy books on the table and putting away the school bag; Maybe ,......Dad must have been busy, because I left him with too much of a "mess".

I still remember that my mother said: "Your father has a bad temper, but he loves you." "I don't think so

If you love me, why do you scold me so often? At this time, the night gave me quiet space, and my mother's words swirled in my mind again, and I thought, yes, my father should love me, but his love, I have never understood it, and I don't want to understand it. As the house drew nearer and the light in front of me became more and more dim, I touched a handful of tears and thought to myself, I must tell my father

Actually, I've always understood you.