I have a good father father#3snose high, big eyes, short stature and thin, but my father can be handsome, my father is also very good, good heart.
Every time I asked Dad to take me to where, Dad would take me there. Once, my father scolded me, becauseI played computer for five or six hours that dayand hat dahow ongcrieda did not comfort me, I knew Dad was for me but I was very angryafter five or six days I apologized tomy fathersaid"Dadwas wrongon that dayI"m sorry." Dad said: "my daughterZhicuojiugaiis a good child, not the same again, understand?""Yes." Dad,I see.
Since then,my father did ot beat and scold me, this world I most love my father.
I want to say to thechildreninthe worldwe must cherish our parents. Article 2: my father
My father is a funny and strange father.
Once I saw dad shavinghis beard witharazor.I just walked into him. He took him with his beard felt very painful I threw my dad off and said, "your beard is too long to be a broom, and not shave, "
Another time, while I was sleeping picked up a razor to shave off his beard. WhenI was just half shavedmseping dad suddenly got up. Heopened his eyes and asked"what do you do with a razorquot; AhIsee. You wanttoshaveoffmy beard. Dad#39;s voice dropped, and I threw the razor under the bedDadsaid "beard is my baby. You want to shave it off There'sno door." A few days later, Dad"sbeard grew again.
After the above two things have compiled a poem specially for my father: "Ironweed,one year old coorong As a razor, and a long day.
my father
I have a good father father#3snose high, big eyes, short stature and thin, but my father can be handsome, my father is also very good, good heart.
Every time I asked Dad to take me to where, Dad would take me there. Once, my father scolded me, becauseI played computer for five or six hours that dayand hat dahow ongcrieda did not comfort me, I knew Dad was for me but I was very angryafter five or six days I apologized tomy fathersaid"Dadwas wrongon that dayI"m sorry." Dad said: "my daughterZhicuojiugaiis a good child, not the same again, understand?""Yes." Dad,I see.
Since then,my father did ot beat and scold me, this world I most love my father.
I want to say to thechildreninthe worldwe must cherish our parents. Article 2: my father
My father is a funny and strange father.
Once I saw dad shavinghis beard witharazor.I just walked into him. He took him with his beard felt very painful I threw my dad off and said, "your beard is too long to be a broom, and not shave, "
Another time, while I was sleeping picked up a razor to shave off his beard. WhenI was just half shavedmseping dad suddenly got up. Heopened his eyes and asked"what do you do with a razorquot; AhIsee. You wanttoshaveoffmy beard. Dad#39;s voice dropped, and I threw the razor under the bedDadsaid "beard is my baby. You want to shave it off There'sno door." A few days later, Dad"sbeard grew again.
After the above two things have compiled a poem specially for my father: "Ironweed,one year old coorong As a razor, and a long day.