People often say, "A mother's love is like water, and a father's love is like a mountain." This is more obvious in thousands of fathers around the world. You are like this, leading me on the road of life with silent love.
Since I was very young, you have led me through the streets to kindergarten by bike. I'm wearing a little red riding hood and sitting on the beam of your old car. My father and I sang along, and the streets echoed with our songs, leaving passers-by with surprised eyes. This is how you love me silently and grow up with me with your singing. ...
A little bigger, it seems that your management of me is not so detailed. But one thing is, you go every year. At the class New Year's party, I bring my electronic organ and play a song every year. As long as you are at home, you will always pick up the heavy electronic piano without saying anything, while I always carry the lightest piano stand. Finally, even the old doorman at the school gate knows you, and when I see you carrying the piano again, I always let you go without saying anything ... In the sixth grade of elementary school, you carried not only a piano with your generous shoulders, but a responsibility and a love that permeated in drops. ...
Now, if I really can't solve the problem, I will definitely ask you. Because you always patiently explain, in order to help me study in the future, you also accompany me to study. Under the soft light, the father and the daughter each hold a book, which is the most common scene in the family.
Compared with you, I think of the "Li Gangmen" incident on 20 10. Li Gang, deputy director of the Public Security Bureau, used piles of money as a stepping stone for children's success and used the iron fist of society to clear the future for children ... Everything seems to be a manifestation of love, but what is the reality? His practice made his son arrogant and indifferent after the accident, shouting: "My father is Li Gang!" " "Isn't this a tragedy? Li Gang's "fatherly love" is very imposing, and it is these imposing manners that make his son feel that he has landed in his heart and dare to be so arrogant and disapproving. I never thought of having such "fatherly love". On the contrary, I think your father's love is extremely great, just like the silent spring rain, sneaking into the night. Although it will drift away with the wind, the little life nourished by it will grow sturdily ... you are in my heart, like a mountain, so majestic and steep; Like the sea, so magnificent; Like the sun, so warm! You are ordinary, but your love makes you great; It is your love that makes me grow up. When I am hot, you wash my heart like a drizzle; When I am tired, you are like a breeze blowing into my heart; When I was proud, you woke me up like a sincere word ... you gave me too much, and in my heart, you will always be omnipotent!
You may be ordinary in the crowd, but in my heart, you will always be the only but omnipotent father! Because you are full of love. ...
In my future life, you will come with me. In the days to come, your silent love will always warm my heart, because I will-try to go on!