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The person I want to rely on most is you.

When I was a child, I never thought that you would be my reliance, because in my eyes, you love playing computer, but you can't play well; Love telling jokes, but can only entertain themselves; Others are afraid of their mothers and lack masculinity; Sometimes I'm tired of verbosity ... you're a "shocking version" of a child, with so many shortcomings that you're too far from my heroic image. Compared with a serious and strong mother, you are soft and insecure.

But as I grew up, when I began to rebel and wanted to have my own space, my self and my mother's autonomy were always competing. I need to understand and communicate. It is you who have been accompanying me in a gentle way.

I remember it rained heavily a few days ago, and the rain line outside the classroom became a curtain. The chilly spring makes my hands and feet cold, and what is even colder is my heart. Maybe it's because the dictation is unqualified, maybe it's because the teacher just said a few words, and this bad weather. After school, I sat in the classroom depressed and didn't want to move, to go home, and to listen to my mother's endless nagging. Time goes by, and it's almost time to turn off the lights. I reluctantly picked up my schoolbag, moved in the corridor like a snail and walked out of the school gate. I have been wet by the rain. However, through the rain and fog, I saw you waving to me excitedly under the dim street lamp. It's too late, and few parents are still waiting outside the school gate. Your smiling face soaked in rain suddenly warmed my wet heart under the cold night light. On the way home, because there was only one raincoat, we put it on together. Just like when I was a child, I got into your raincoat like a bird. Although I can't see anything, it's crowded, but the temperature on your back always makes me lean against the heater. Leaning against you, I remember wearing a raincoat with you when I was a child, sitting in front of your car and leaning against your chest. The raincoat shows us two very similar heads, one big and one small. You teach me arithmetic in my ear, you teach me scientific knowledge, and you give me riddles. When I can't, I will play tricks and hit your nose with my head. You will never worry. Slowly, I grew up, and the raincoat could no longer hold the two of us. I don't like sharing a raincoat with you either. I'd rather be caught in the rain all the way. On that day, I suddenly found the feeling of childhood and snuggled up in your arms. I think happiness is blooming like this spring.

Dad, thank you for your concern and love for me over the past 13 years. Thank you for helping me block my mother's "family law" every time. Thank you for insisting on picking me up every day. On your way, I am not alone. Thank you for your tolerance and understanding of my achievements forever.

In this world, the person I want to rely on most is my father who will always be like a friend.

Dad, I love you.