My father is not tall and has small eyes. When he doesn't laugh, he seems to be smiling. His smile almost narrowed into a crack, and his nose was like a small mountain peak. The most special thing is that there is a mole on the face with a prominent pimple on it, which is slightly black.
I began to learn to draw red from grade one, but finishing my homework is a big project for me. Because the brush is soft and doesn't work at all, every time my father will patiently hold my hand and teach me one by one. Whenever I flinch from difficulties, my father always inspires me. Hard work pays off. This summer vacation, I participated in the calligraphy competition of "Jiangsu Minor Talent Competition" and won the top ten in the province. Accompanied by my parents, I went to Beijing to participate in the national finals. Although the result of the game has not been announced, I am very grateful to my father.
I failed in the unit test. In fact, the test paper is not difficult, because I am too careless. When I came home with a nervous mood, I thought I must be beaten up. Unexpectedly, he calmly helped me analyze the test paper and explain the wrong questions. At that moment, my tears swirled in my eyes.
Nowadays, my father is getting busier and busier at work. When he is free, he always chats, swims and walks with my mother. . . . . .
Dad, I really want to say "I love you!" " "