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A father's love is like a mountain. Some people say that a mother's love is like a mountain, and a mother's love is like a sea. But I said that father's love is the sea, and we are only a ship as children, and we can never leave the harbor. Father's love is the sky, we are just a little bird, we can never fly out of the vast sky.
One day, my teacher told me that she had applied for the "Little Frog Newspaper" speech contest in my name and asked me to prepare. After school, I told my dad about it, and he said, "Okay, exercise more, we need to prepare."
After that, he turned on his computer and searched the Internet for materials suitable for me to read.
For a few nights after that, I could see my father in front of the computer desk. On the evening of the fourth day, Dad said with a smile on his face: "Dad has helped you find a good article, just recite "Spring", I will print the poem and give it."
I took the piece of paper and read it softly. Hey! The poem that Dad found is catchy to read, beautiful and easy to understand, and it is really a good article!
Once the article was chosen, I began to practice. In the beginning, I always mispronounced the front and back nasal sounds, and sometimes mispronounced the words. Dad took the trouble to correct it over and over again, and also taught me the trick of how to read my talents with emotion.
Several times I wanted to give up halfway, but my dad encouraged me, and I started reading again......Finally, after a week of practice, I was able to recite this "Spring" with feelings.
The night before the race, I was reciting aloud at home, and I always felt like something was missing. Dad said, "It's good to come a**."
The loud recitation was accompanied by melodious singing, and Dad gave a thumbs up.
With regard to paternal love, the spoken word has always been temperate and peaceful. The greatness of motherhood makes us ignore the existence and meaning of fatherhood, but for many people, fatherhood has always affected them in a peculiarly quiet way. The blame for father's love is here, it is ashamed to express, neglectful of publicity, but majestic and serious.
So I said, "A father's love is like a mountain." ”
Hope it helps, hope.
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Father's love, the majestic shore is like a green mountain; Holy as ice and snow; Warm as the sun; Broad as rivers and seas. Fatherly love is a mountain that encourages me to straighten my spine even in the most difficult times. Father's love is the sun, and I can feel his light even on cloudy days.
Father's love is Beidou, even in the night when you can't see your fingers, you can give way.
My dad was an ordinary police officer, but in my eyes he was the greatest dad in the world.
I remember one time, my dad and I went to my grandmother's house to visit her. Because the road in front of my grandmother's house was not repaired, it was very dirty. My father carried me to the far highway and waited for the bus.
God seemed to be unable to get along with us, and as soon as we arrived on the highway, dark clouds covered the sky, and it crackled and rained heavily. I was a little disappointed, my dad and I waited for more than two hours and still didn't see the shadow of the car. Suddenly, Dad saw a car in front of him, jumped up like a child, and cheered while waving for the car to stop.
I said, "Let's not take this car." Dad's smile vanished, slapped me, and took off his coat.
Shoved me and my coat into the car. I had tears on my face and my dad was smiling. Dad walked alone in the rain, while I sat in the car that wasn't blown by the rain and enjoyed.
I remember one time, my father and I were waiting for Master Zhang to repair the car. I got tired of waiting and sat down in Master Zhang's chair, and suddenly there was a beautiful necklace that attracted me like a magnet. I didn't care so much and ran to the highway to pick it up when there were a little fewer cars, and a car came running towards me, ah!
Help me. I shouted. Seeing this, my dad ran over and pushed me away, and my dad was hurt, but he asked me if I was okay.
I have a good dad who taught me what love is. I grew up in love, and there is a lamp of gratitude in my heart that illuminates my life path!
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