I wrote a lot of words, but I rarely describe my father. Maybe it is because my identity is too solemn for me. The responsibility given by this word is too heavy, which makes me fear. But I love my father in my heart, not only love so simple, but more of looking up and worshiping. In my thoughts, my father is a monument that I can never surpass, and my father is a model for my imitation. My father explained to me what a man is a real man. I have never seen my father’s weak side, because he has always been firm in front of me!

Medium figure and manly. This is my description of my father. I thought about it carefully. My father has no particularly obvious characteristics in image, but the masculinity can be regarded as an obvious characteristic. My father walks very quickly, shaking and swaying when he walks, but not much. While walking, he always frowns, as if he is thinking about something. In my impression, my father always likes to wear suits when I was young. At that time, my father was young, at least I think it is more particular than me. Until now, I rarely wear suits and leather shoes, but my father often wears them at that time. As my father gets older and heavier the burden on his shoulders, he rarely pays attention to his image, and may not have the mind and energy anymore. He devoted all his greatest thoughts to this family!

My father is an extremely hardworking person, the most hardworking person I have ever seen in such an old age. His hard work is well known in the village. He created everything in a family with hard work. Since he remembered, his father rarely slept in and got up before dawn. When we got up, his father had already done a lot of work. But he did not regard this valuable quality as capital to show off, and worked hard for fifty years. In order to manage his family better and better, to support his family, his father wrote his legend with hard work. For life, he had to run around and live without a fixed place. For life, he often got up early and worked hard and worked hard.

My father's job is a farmer and a construction worker. He keeps traveling through these two identities all year round. He has to take care of the crops at home, otherwise he will not be able to farm. He also has to carry his luggage and go to the construction team to work and earn money during the slack farming period. During his working life, he sleeps in the open air, without delicious food, and no decent dormitory. In fact, I rarely know my father's life in the construction team, but once I went to the construction team to find my father. My father and many people live in a temporary tent built in the open air.

Brie, when sleeping on my father's bed, you can see the sun outside. It can be imagined what they will face on rainy days. The bed was a big bunk, and twenty or thirty people were sleeping on the same bed. At that time, my father asked me to sleep in the bed for a while. I couldn't fall asleep for a long time. I felt uncomfortable when I saw my father suffering such pain outside. Although my father's work was not very colorful, I was proud of him. Every penny he earned was exchanged for blood and sweat, which was real hard-earned money.

When my father was young, he was an excellent young man. He had passed the university entrance exam, but his fate was not good. The door to the university was not opened for him. After failing the college entrance examination, he resolutely chose the life path of working. But he did not give up studying. He regarded the engineering team as the best university and learned a lot of skills. He applied the technology he learned to life. He personally did a lot of furniture in his home. He never called a craftsman in his work like building a house, but he was in charge of it. My father's wisdom is full of my memories, and bit by bit of wisdom has built a beautiful family.

A tough guy, this word is fully reflected in my father. I have heard a story like this from others. At that time, I was sobbing that I couldn't say anything, but my father never told me.

Once, my father was working outside. While working, a long nail was nailed to his feet, piercing his whole foot. The injury was very serious and he could hardly walk. But he did not listen to other people's advice, but he simply treated the wound and continued to go to work the next day. The place where he went to work was far away from where he lived and needed to ride a bicycle. My father rode his bicycle to and from work with one foot every day. Some villagers along the way praised his father when he saw this strong man. After listening to this story, I felt more bitter. I think my father was not willing to persist, but to avoid delaying his earnings. Perhaps that stage was the time when we needed money the most at school. There were many such examples on my father, and he walked over firmly.

My father has a very strong temper, but he is very soft-hearted. People who know him know this, but for those who don’t know him, there are more confusion and misunderstandings. I understand my father, so when many relatives use his father’s temper to talk about things, I always smile slightly, and don’t want to put my father in an opposing camp. Although my father has a very strong temper, he can take the overall situation into consideration, think about things very thoughtfully, and have his own opinions. I am a fan of my father. After he finishes his temper, I am willing to forgive him.

Thunder and fury. Most people with big tempers are good-minded and soft-hearted. I have come into contact with many people with big tempers, and they have similar characteristics. At my age when I was extremely ignorant, I have contradicted my father, which may have hurt my father. But when I became sensible, I realized that my father was full of love, so now I feel that my father is going to be popular, so I choose to listen. When he gets angry, he will have nothing left. This is great! I always think that bad temper is not necessarily a flaw.

My father is getting older. Last time I went home to take care of him, I saw more and more gray hair on his temples. I felt a little unbearable, but time always passes and no one can stop him. During these years, my father set a good example for me with his behavior, hard work and wisdom, which made me often sigh. My father has too many advantages, and there are too many light spots reflected from him. I am far inferior to my father.
Chapter completed!