I dreamed that I was on an empty road, surrounded by endless night. In this opaque night, I stumbled all the way, at a loss ... Suddenly, a lamp on the roadside lit up, so bright, it lit up my world ... I was no longer afraid, so I could move on.
My father is a man of great knowledge. He taught me a lot of truth and manners. When my father smiled, his little eyes narrowed into a line. When my father is angry, his eyes are round, his strong body walks back and forth in the room, and his thick arms are crossed on his chest, which is very serious. I love my father, because in my heart, he is always so tall and omnipotent. He is as bright and warm as sunshine, and can give me strength; Like a lighthouse, it illuminates my way forward and allows me to move forward bravely.
at that time, the morning sun shed rays of light on the earth. I opened my sleepy eyes, stood up and walked to the mirror. Unexpectedly, I saw a bright red around my eyes, which was the trace of my crying the night before. Looking at myself in front of me, I smiled unconcerned. Why is this? Everything has to start from the night before. Looking back on that night, the report card of the Second Inspection was issued-I ranked 73 in the grade. This huge number stung my eyes and messed up my heart ... After school, when I saw my father, my tears could no longer be suppressed, and I burst into my eyes in an instant.
when I got home, my father calmed me down first and then asked me what was going on. "I ... failed in the exam ..." I choked up and said. Pain, remorse, remorse, shame ... All kinds of emotions fill my heart. I am so afraid of blowing my head to meet my father's angry or disappointed eyes. I can only keep my head down and wipe my tears. I can't wait to find a hole to hide. However, what needs to be faced is unavoidable. My worst moment has arrived, and my father wants to see my report card. I took my report card out of my schoolbag with trembling hands, and handed it to my father in shame, ready for a storm. However, to my surprise, a few minutes later, my father didn't punish me, but carefully looked at my achievements and occasionally frowned. The alarm in my heart suddenly went off. It seems that my father won't criticize me today! The next second, I felt my heart pulled up again-although my father didn't punish me, how ashamed I was!
just as I was thinking, my father spoke. He said, "Daughter, you didn't do well in this exam. Your level shouldn't be here, should you?" But I know that you usually work hard and think seriously when you do your homework, so I don't blame you. " I looked at my father with a little surprise. After a few seconds, I came to my senses and tears came to my eyes again. When my father saw me crying, Wen Sheng said, "Don't be sad. I believe that one failure can't knock you down. Later, let's analyze the reasons for this mistake and try not to make the same mistake next time, okay?"
I nodded heavily, as if a beam of light shone in my heart, which made the dark clouds that had been shrouded in my heart dissipate in an instant.
When people praise their father, they always say that his father loves mountains and is deep and steady. But my father is more like a lamp in my heart-he gave me the guidance of my previous trip, gave me a gentle guardian, and gave me endless light and warmth. Label: Father's Life on the Road