父亲工作异常繁忙,但他一直知道女儿的心事,并且无微不至地关怀我,他的爱是我成长道路上永不消退的芬芳。小时候,父亲就是我的“手套”。虽然南方的冬天没有北方纷飞的雪花,但呼啸的寒风往往有刺骨的感觉。还记得一次小学放学后,我顶着寒风飞奔回家,趁父亲不注意,将冰冷的手悄悄地放在父亲的脖子上和腋窝下,等父亲发出 My father was unusually busy, but he always knew my daughter’s heart and caressed me with great care. His love is an eternal fragrance of my growth path. When I was young, my father was my “glove”. Although there is no snowflake flying in the north in winter in the south, the cold wind of roar often has the feeling of biting. I still remember a primary school after school, I flew home against the cold wind, take advantage of his father did not pay attention, the cold hand quietly placed under his father’s neck and armpits, and so his father sent