The narrative essay is based on the theme of love speed and begging

Warm fatherly love.

In the past, I was not sensible, and I was often beaten by my father, and I even hated my father a little at that time. One day, I asked my mother aggrievedly: "Mom, my father always beats me, does he not love me anymore?"

Silly boy, how could it be! Dad loves you very much, it's just that he's not good at expressing it. "Alas!

But I don't feel it at all!

It wasn't until one day that I deeply felt the warm father's love, and I am still touched to this day.

It was a bitterly cold weather, and people were all dressed in thick winter clothes, still feeling the chill. After school at noon, I saw my father come to pick me up, and hurriedly ran out of my grandfather's office, who knew that the down jacket I had just worn rubbed a big hole in the rough corner. When my father saw this, he didn't blame me, but sighed, and rode me to the weaving stall outside the school.

My dad asked me to take off my coat and mend it to others. Suddenly, I felt a cold wind blowing, and a cold air rushed in. At this time, my father, who is usually afraid of the cold, quickly took off his cotton clothes and said to me with concern

Yangyang, you put it on, in case you catch a cold, what can you do? "I was wearing a cotton coat with my father's body temperature, and although it didn't fit, I still felt very warm. Immediately, I was moved to tears.

At this time, however, my father was standing in the sun wearing only a sweater, rubbing his hands and stomping his feet. When I saw my father's appearance, my heart was hot, Dad, Dad, in order not to let me catch a cold, you would rather freeze yourself. At this time, I couldn't help but look at the wide cotton clothes I was wearing on my body, ah!

It was my father's cotton clothes, but it was also a warm father's love, which was like a warm current flowing through my whole body.

How can I say that Dad doesn't love me? Through this incident, I finally felt that my father loved me more than he loved himself.

Love is a spring breeze that warms everyone's heart; Love is a torch that illuminates everyone's journey; Love is a harbor that comforts everyone who returns from a long voyage.

In life, we all try to care about people, like me, from the time we fell to the present, we have been bathed in the care of our relatives and friends all the time.

I can't forget my mother's advice to me when I go to school in the morning, my father who comes to pick me up from self-study in the winter, and I can't forget listening to the teacher's silent words in class. I was surrounded by these concerns, and I wanted to loudly announce to my surroundings that I am happy.

It seems to me that only those who are cared for and who care for others know that caring is a sacred act and a noble devotion. That winter, due to the death of my grandfather, the family was much deserted, my mother asked my father to pick me up for self-study next night, I will never forget that day, I, my brother and my father walked under the street lamp, and my father suddenly said: "Bang, your grandfather is gone, he is hoping that you and your brother can study well."

Dad choked up, I knew he was sad, and then Dad asked me if I was studying hard? Can I understand the teacher's lecture and other words, I cried that day, tears flowed down my face, and I also dripped in my heart.

Classmates, when Dad came home covered with dust, handed him a towel and said, "Dad, you're tired!" "The soft greeting gave Dad a warm feeling; When Mom was busy on a visit, you walked in and took the rag from her rough hand and said:

Mom, I'll let you go in and rest for a while! "It's a blessing to let the people who care about you enjoy your care, even a little.

I know that there is no absolute thing in the world, care for everyone with your heart, whether it is relatives, friends, strangers, acquaintances, as long as you care about them, you will get more love from their lives.