It was a sunny, autumn afternoon, a friend took his daughter to my house for dinner, I was both happy and nervous, happy that I can play Linda, is nervous and I do not know will not trouble the joke."Ring ring ring", the doorbell rang, a friend came. Mother busy burning cooking favorite dishes, Dad is busy entertaining friends, but I was at the side and play Linda. "The dinner!" Mom single-handedly holding the side dish cried. "Good incense ah!" While we answered in unison, while gathered around the table started eating rice. "I"m thirsty!" I shouted to my father, shook his father"s arms, my father shook his head and said: "! Do their own thing," I am helpless, but refused to go pour yourself, it complained to face once again the father said: "! Well I want to help me pour boiling water!" Dad shook his head gravely, silent silent. I looked at him again begging, father, impassive, indifferent, angry I wound my heart straight hate father: "! Dad, you really bad" Mom lovingly me, I feel bad, they leave the table ready for me pour, "do not fall for her, let her come!" Dad suddenly Hezhu mother exclaimed. Mother stopped in her tracks and returned to the table. I am very sad, refute Dad: "Well, you have nothing extraordinary, since I am your daughter, your beloved daughter, you should give me pour." My father was so angry speechless, a Total slap in the face "pop" sound, fell on my face, red handprint has been seared in my heart. I burst into tears, ran into her room, locked the door, flapping in bed ...... I lay in bed has been 20:00, a knock came from the door, a familiar knock on the door, it must be my father, I n to open the door, has retracted his hand and thought:! I have to fight in the end my father suddenly, from under the door came a piece of paper that read: "my daughter, I feel that if a little too? I do not care if you think I feel grouchy today, I think, you will think you are in now, please do not hate me, I hate to do this because I do so for a reason:??.! I want you stand up earlier in the rain, so I can do that. I"m not afraid of you both the water spilled, and you are not afraid of the water hot, because I want to refining your independence. this is my love for you ,daughter."I was speechless, nose sour, the original, fatherly love is how great, how embedded affection. Suddenly, I remembered the usual father: Is Your Pick me up from school every day, oh my venerable father, regardless of wind and rain is your percussion, sent me forgot something, oh my dear father, you lead me!! into the ocean of knowledge, oh! my great father. I understand your love for me you care, you are my strict.I immediately wrote back, quietly tucked in the hands of my father, when my father read this piece of paper, will carefully laugh.Ah! If the father is a top day a column that fatherly love is the beauty of the clouds, and I am a little bird, fly every day in the beautiful clouds. Father"s love overflowing in my heart forever.
那是一个阳光明媚,秋高气爽的中午,一位朋友带着他的女儿来我家吃饭,我既高兴又紧张,高兴的是我又可以和小玲玩了, 紧张的是我不知会不会又闹了笑话。“铃铃铃”,门铃响了,朋友进来了。妈妈忙煮饭烧拿手好菜,爸爸忙招待朋友,而我却在一旁和小玲玩。“开饭了!”妈妈一手托着菜盘一边大声说道。“好香呀!”我们一边异口同声地回答，一边围在桌子旁吃起了饭。“我口渴了!”我向爸爸大喊道，又摇了摇爸爸的胳膊，爸爸摇摇头，说：“自己的事情自己做!”我很无奈，但又不肯自己去倒水，便以哭丧的表情再一次对爸爸说：“帮我倒水嘛!我要开水!”爸爸严肃地摇摇头，默不出声。我又以乞求的目光望着他，爸爸仍面不改色，无动于衷，气得我咬咬牙，心里直恨爸爸：“爸爸，你真坏!”妈妈爱怜我，心疼我，便离开饭桌准备替我倒水，“别倒给她，让她自己来!”爸爸忽然喝住了妈妈，大声说道。妈妈止住了脚步，回到了饭桌。我难过极了，反驳了爸爸：“哼，你有什么了不起的，我既然是你的女儿，是你的掌上明珠，你就应该给我倒水。”爸爸被我气得哑口无言，一计耳光“啪”的一声，落在我的脸上，红红的掌印被深深地烙在心里。我失声痛哭，跑回房间，锁起了门，扑在床上……我在床上一直躺到晚上8点,一阵敲门声从门缝传来,好熟悉的敲门声,一定是爸爸,我正想去开门,有缩回了手, 想:我一定要和爸爸对抗到底!忽然,从门缝下传出了一张白纸，上面写着：“女儿，是否觉得我有点过份?是否觉得我不关心你?是否觉得我今天火气大?我想，你一定这么想的。你现在是在恨我吧!请不要恨我这样做，因为我这样做是有原因的：我想让你早些在风雨中站起来。所以，我才这样做。我既不怕你把水倒泻，又不怕你被水烫着，因为，我要炼就你的独立能力。这是我对你的爱，女儿。”我一时语塞，鼻子酸溜溜的，原来，父爱是多么伟大，是多么内含情意。一时，我想起平时的父亲：是您每天接送我放学，哦!我可敬的父亲，是您不管风雨的吹打，把我忘带的东西送来，哦!我亲爱的父亲，是您引领我走进知识的海洋，哦!我伟大的父亲。我从你的爱读懂了你对我的悉心照顾，你对我的严格。我立刻回了信，悄悄的塞在爸爸的手里，当爸爸读完这张纸，会心地一笑。啊!假如父亲是顶天的柱，那父爱则是那美丽的云朵，我则是一只小小的鸟，每天在美丽的云朵中飞翔。父亲的爱永远流溢在我的心中。
