深沉的父爱

　　深沉的父爱(深沉的父爱(The Deep Love From My Father) 　
　　When I was young,I always sat on my father's shoulders,with my hands carried by his strong hands.I felt it was a wonderful time. When I turned on the radio this afternoon,I heard a song which reminded me of my father. 　 小荷作文网 www.zww.cn
　　As a boy,I always thought my Dad was not so good as others'.He didn't come to school to pick me up after the rainy or snowy weather, didn't even give me the opportunity for losing my temper before him.He always looked like a very strict man.He was so thrifty that he didn't want to change the 14-inch TV set for an new one until last year.Accordingly,I believed it was true that I couldn't get along well with my father in my life. 　 小 荷 作文网 www.zww.cn
　　However,my father doesn't take it seriously.He loves his children in his own manner. When he was young,he was forced to live in the small country town where I was born.After a few years,he came back to the city.When I was a boy,he,as a driver then,went to the nearby zones,taking me along with him and said I should know something about the world.He likes taking photos and because of this,I gradually loved it,too.Music is one of his hobbies, especially playing the piano.I still remember the days when I took the college-entrance-examination.It was a special period of time for my father as well as for me.When I chose the university in Harbin,my father agreed to my plan and said to my mother,who didn't think it was a good thing for me to go to university in the northeast of China,that it was a good thing for a child without the experience of living in a place far away from home alone.I thank my Dad for his wisdom. 　
　　On the way to Harbin,I felt so sick in the train.When I woke up at midnight,I found my Dad sitting by me with tired eyes.At this very moment,I felt deeply that my Dad was becoming older.Looking at his eyes,I burst into tears. I really wondered how he felt when he returned home,just in the same train,taking 36hours for the long journey.Later on,I called him and asked this question.He just said："It doesn't matter.All of you have done a good job.As your father,I am so proud." 　
　　The love between family members is precious only when we are parted,maybe.The love between my father and me is clearer,only 　
　　when it is conducted by a three-thousand-kilometre-long phone line,and only then the bad time when we had some argument between us. These past few years,I felt regret for not understanding my Dad for so long.If only I were a good boy!M y Dad didn't demand that I should be very good at studying,never.He just hoped that I could live creatively.In my life,he sets a good example for me and teaches me how to study,how to be a good man and how to live in the world! 　
　　This is a very well-structured and reflective account of the relationship between a young man and his father.It has few mistakes in word order. But the simple style suits the subject.There is good use of detail in small incidents such as the father carrying the boy on his shoulders and the train journey. 　
　　When I was young,I always sat on my father's shoulders,with my hands carried by his strong hands.I felt it was a wonderful time. When I turned on the radio this afternoon,I heard a song which reminded me of my father. 　
　　As a boy,I always thought my Dad was not so good as others'.He didn't come to school to pick me up after the rainy or snowy weather, didn't even give me the opportunity for losing my temper before him.He always looked like a very strict man.He was so thrifty that he didn't want to change the 14-inch TV set for an new one until last year.Accordingly,I believed it was true that I couldn't get along well with my father in my life. 　
　　However,my father doesn't take it seriously.He loves his children in his own manner. When he was young,he was forced to live in the small country town where I was born.After a few years,he came back to the city.When I was a boy,he,as a driver then,went to the nearby zones,taking me along with him and said I should know something about the world.He likes taking photos and because of this,I gradually loved it,too.Music is one of his hobbies, especially playing the piano.I still remember the days when I took the college-entrance-examination.It was a special period of time for my father as well as for me.When I chose the university in Harbin,my father agreed to my plan and said to my mother,who didn't think it was a good thing for me to go to university in the northeast of China,that it was a good thing for a child without the experience of living in a place far away from home alone.I thank my Dad for his wisdom. 　
　　On the way to Harbin,I felt so sick in the train.When I woke up at midnight,I found my Dad sitting by me with tired eyes.At this very moment,I felt deeply that my Dad was becoming older.Looking at his eyes,I burst into tears. I really wondered how he felt when he returned home,just in the same train,taking 36hours for the long journey.Later on,I called him and asked this question.He just said："It doesn't matter.All of you have done a good job.As your father,I am so proud." 　
　　The love between family members is precious only when we are parted,maybe.The love between my father and me is clearer,only 　
　　when it is conducted by a three-thousand-kilometre-long phone line,and only then the bad time when we had some argument between us. These past few years,I felt regret for not understanding my Dad for so long.If only I were a good boy!M y Dad didn't demand that I should be very good at studying,never.He just hoped that I could live creatively.In my life,he sets a good example for me and teaches me how to study,how to be a good man and how to live in the world! 　
　　This is a very well-structured and reflective account of the relationship between a young man and his father.It has few mistakes in word order. But the simple style suits the subject.There is good use of detail in small incidents such as the father carrying the boy on his shoulders and the train journey.