My father is a great person. He is a hero in my heart. He is tall but not strong. He is a driver. He often talks a litte and seems that he is serious. Actually, sometimes he is real serious. In my memory, he never hits me except once. It is because I ignored their forbidding to go swimming in the river alone. I was so sad as my father hit me. But now I understand that it is because he worry about me. Moreover, although our family is not weathy, he will give all the things that I want to me. And he works hard to support our family. I know that he loves us and we also love him.
My father is a hardworking man and he is very kind.I love him very much.Every morning he gets up earlyto makeus breakfast. In the evening, he is alwayscome back home late. At weekends, he oftengoes outwith me and my mother for fun. He is a man of few words, but he often says to me "A little learning is a dangerous thing". I will always remember hiswords.
My father is a common worker. He works in a very far place. I only stay with him about two months a year. He often has a winter holiday for two or three months, because the place he works is very cold. People can not work in such cold weather. Therefore, winter is the season I like most. I like father staying at home. At weekends, he often takes me out, go to the zoo or fairground. We have many things to do. He works very hard to support my family. He said that he would work at my city soon. It makes very exciting. Finally, we have much more time together.