Love is invisible, cannot be seen or touched. Cuteness exudes a fragrance that is endlessly memorable, making me feel a warm current flowing into my heart. This love has always accompanied my growth and progress.

I still remember that day when I was six years old as my most unforgettable day. That day, my mother went on a business trip, and only my father and I were at home. My father was reading the newspaper at home that day. As he was reading, he saw the three characters "Food Festival" and asked me, "My dear daughter, I have something good to eat. Do you want it?" I rushed to my father's side. He nodded repeatedly. Dad took me and set off immediately. After a long bus trip, my father and I finally arrived at the square.

After my father and I got off the bus, we rushed towards the "holy place" we yearned for. But at this moment, my stomach started to rumble. Dad smiled, showing his wrinkles, and immediately took me to eat. Dad bought mutton skewers, oysters, grilled chicken legs, and fresh orange juice. His hands were full of food. My father smiled, looked at me kindly, and said, "Eat quickly! Don't starve my little mouse." I was amused by my father, but I did not forget my responsibility to eat at all, and threw myself into my father's arms. Here, pick up something and eat it. After eating for a while, I stopped and said to my dad, "My feet are sore from standing." Dad looked around and couldn't see the chair, so he squatted down and said, "Come, sit on dad's lap!" I sat down and said, "Daddy, that's great! Dad, aren't you tired like this? By the way, daddy will give you something to eat!" Dad touched my head and said, "I'm not tired. Dad won't eat. I'll give it to you later." Buy it yourself." But after I finished eating, my father didn't buy anything else to eat, but just drank a few water.

I couldn’t help but feel sad when I looked at the fingerprints on his face and his white hair. We were about to go home, but there was an "unexpected rain" from the sky and the wind was blowing. Dad didn't bring an umbrella. He took off his coat to block me, but he was soaked all over. When I got home, I saw my dad shivering and his feet were a big red. Dad didn't sit down and rest because of this. He immediately went to get a cup of hot water for me to drink. As I drank, I looked at him and couldn't help but shed tears. Dad asked me worriedly: "Are you catching a cold?" At this time, a warm current surged into my heart. This warm current is not only due to the warmth of hot water, but also the warmth of love.

Love is as warm as that cup of hot water, always filling my heart. Even in the cold, that warm love will not cool down.