Hello all? I wish you all a happy day. I want to share a memory with you, the son of an ordinary working family. Who this is about is my father, the superhero of my life.
When I was little, I went on a picnic with my father’s workmates. Then there was a lot of drunken people talking to each other in words that cannot be said, and my father covered my ears. I didn’t think too much. My father does not drink by nature, so he did not drink at that time.
Will my son go because he has work the next day? At that time, when I wanted to see the house, I was little, so I remember telling my father, how can we go in the evening? At least, if we don’t have a car, we will both go there in the morning.
But at that time, my father said, “What do you think of your father, he thinks you are a superman?”
Well, my father, it was a while ago that he was so excited that he would take you and fly away. At that time, my leg hurt and it was night, so I felt scared and felt like seeing something. Every time I told my father that there is nothing, my son told me not to be afraid of anything when he was with my father, his father is with you.
I also laughed that my son was also afraid of becoming a father when he grew up.
I feel like my father took me home that dark night so that I wouldn’t be among drunk people and people who said bad things to each other.
Actually, my father never scolded me to do well in school. But what is the great lesson of being reprimanded for being big? Thank you God for giving me you…