Read dad's book carefully.

This is true. I was deeply moved when I learned about my classmates' experiences. I hope all children in the world can understand and be considerate of their parents, and I hope all parents in the world can be healthy and happy!

As the saying goes, knowing a father is better than knowing a son. I don't really know my father. He is like a thick book. After reading it for a while, it will be touching. They have to close the book, but they want to read it. After reading it, they were even more moved and had to close it. So I read sixteen spring, summer, autumn and winter. After entering high school for one month, I went home on holiday. He stuffed his schoolbag into the firewood pile and flew to the field to find his father. The fields in autumn are desolate. I saw my father chopping corn stalks with a sickle in the distance, and tears blurred my eyes. This once familiar figure is now blurred. A man in a shabby Chinese tunic suit, with his bent spine exposed, fell with his body. He didn't look up for a long time, staring at the black land. Yellow shoes covered with mud, stepping out clear nest prints on the green grass. Father's mouth is full of golden corn teeth, and a dry cigarette is in his mouth, emitting plumes of smoke. This is my father's idea for several years. Dad, I'm home! "

He immediately stopped his work, and his face was full of surprise.

"Have a meal?"

"Not yet."

"Go and eat, ready-made!" Father reached into his waist trembling, took out the key and put it into my hand.

"I don't want to go. I'll help you for a while."

"Why are you so naughty? Go home quickly?"

I turned around slowly. Looking back, I couldn't help but look at my father, whose body was hidden in yellow and green.

I'm not with my father this month. Not just how he got here. There are four children in my family, some work and some go to school. Leaving my father alone at home, planning a few acres of land, my father often said to me, "Son, I have worked hard all day just to make you promising." "Every time I think about it, I feel like a knife.

Losing my mother since childhood, my father silently suffered all this. I remember when I was a child, people always asked for debts from home, and we shut the door tightly and drove them away. In order to earn money, my father went out to help others unload fertilizer and worked until late at night. It rained heavily that day, so we slammed the door and stared at it, hoping that Dad would come back. God pours relentlessly, and we are as hungry as sparrows in the nest. "God, don't rain, steamed buns for you!" In this way, I waited and finally fell asleep hungry. In the early morning, my father came back with tears in his eyes and felt very uncomfortable.

Dad loves to pick me up, and the hard black stubble rubs against my little face, making me giggle. He always said that I was the pillar of the family, and my sisters were very straight-mouthed. That was my happiest moment.

But now, my family has fallen into a trough again. My sisters are getting married and my brother is going out to work. It's not good. School often needs money, and my father, like an old horse, puts pressure on his back and stuffs it into the meat without saying a word. Only when I am deeply hurt, touch my face with rough hands and say, son, you are my only hope!

I know what father is waiting for, and I won't let him down.

Between my father and me, there are two completely different worlds. One is darkness and the other is light. The latter walks into the darkness, illuminates the former and comes together. If there is an afterlife, I will still be his son!

Father is a book, a book written with father's love. Every punctuation and stroke has devoted countless efforts of my father. Now, I may not be able to repay him, but I can only read silently. I will work hard, and I believe that there will always be an end to suffering.

postscript

This is true. I was deeply moved when I learned about my classmates' experiences. I hope all children in the world can understand and be considerate of their parents, and I hope all parents in the world can be healthy and happy!