Father's hand is cracked, long or short, deep or shallow ravines make people feel distressed. When I looked at my father's hand and wept, my husband sighed lightly, and when I looked up at my father, he smiled and comforted me and said, "Nothing, it doesn't matter."
My father's skin is always dry, but he still likes to accompany me to catch crabs by the river in the country. In winter, my father always reminds me to protect my hands from the cold wind, but he never cares about his hands. Even if it is cold, he always wears no gloves. He always said that wearing gloves would hinder his work, and he would work faster without gloves. But because of this, many cracks began to appear on his hands.
My father worked hard to make me live a better life.
Grandparents are farmers, and my father has learned frugality from them since childhood. He doesn't want to eat a little more expensive food, but he is not used to it, but he always buys it for me.
Now that I think about it, I was so ignorant when I was a child that I thought it was natural for my father to do so. This idea is really stupid! Mingming's father ... When I thought of this, my father's hand reappeared in my mind, chapped and ravines crisscrossed, and I cried again. ...
When did my father's hands start to look like this?