Happy composition.

Happiness is a ray of sunshine in winter, which gives people warmth. Happiness is a clear spring in the desert, giving people hope. Happiness is a cup of honey, and the sea and sky are always sweet to the heart.

I remember one Sunday, my good friends and I went cycling in the community. Everything seemed normal, but then. ...

Gradually, I rode faster and faster, the wind whistling in my ear, and my hands were a little loose. As a result, the front of the car suddenly lost control and I fell on my back. Then there was a sharp pain in my knee. I looked down and fell out of a big wound.

I came home in pain, told my father about my injury and showed my wound. I want sympathy, but my father is very disdainful. He doesn't care. He said, "Hum, what is this? When my father was a child, his injuries were not much worse than this. Go and rub some iodine yourself. "

My father's words surprised me, and I even suspected that my kind father had been "switched"! While complaining, I took out iodine and cotton swabs to prepare my own medicine. I gritted my teeth and put it on. I only felt a sharp pain. I couldn't help shouting, the father outside is deaf, or ignore it.

In the evening, my indifferent father came to me. I was angry and didn't want to talk to him.

At this time, my father suddenly cared about me again, and he sat beside me carefully. Look at my wound and carefully wipe off the dust with a cotton swab. Father's eyes are so kind and careful. I even suspect that this is not the same person as dad in the morning!

Lying in bed, I thought it over and over again, and finally understood: "Dad didn't take care of it in the morning, just wanted me to be strong and let me have an adaptation process." I thought I had entered a sweet dream.