Father. In the countryside, there is a simple and sincere common man, who is my father. He was a strong, hardworking, and kind man, and his image was deeply imprinted in my heart.
My father was born in a poor peasant family, and he worked with his grandparents and learned a lot of farm work since he was a child. His hands had been sharpened by ploughshares, cut by hoes, cut by sickles, and the thick calluses were a testament to his hard work. He went out early and returned late every day, working tirelessly to cultivate the barren land, just to support his family.
His father was not only a hard-working farmer, he was also a gentle man. In my memory, my father was always the one who supported us in difficult times. He used his strength to support a home and make our lives better.
In my childhood, my father was my playmate and guardian. Whenever my friends and I were running and playing in the fields, my father was always by our side, watching for our safety. Whenever I was sick, my father always stayed by my bedside and stayed up all night to take care of me. Whenever I encountered difficulties, my father always encouraged me to face them bravely and helped me overcome them.
As time went on, I grew up**. My father also grew older. His back was no longer straight, and his stride was no longer athletic. But his eyes were still steadfast, and his spirit was still full. He is still the pillar of our family, and he is still a hero to my heart.
My father's greatness lies not only in his hard work for the family, but also in his selflessness and fraternity. He always cares about the people around him and is always helpful. He practiced the creed of "all for one, one for all" with his actions.
In the vast world of the countryside, my father gave birth to generations of children and grandchildren with his hard work and love. His image is so simple, sincere, and peaceful, and his spirit is so selfless, great, and fraternal. He is the pride of our rural people, and he is a role model in our hearts.
Now, I'm married. My father also retired. But his spirit still plays an important role in our lives. Whenever I encounter difficulties, I always think of my father's unwavering eyes and selfless dedication. Whenever I see someone around me in need, I always think of my father's loving and caring qualities.
In my heart, my father is an immortal legend. He spent his life composing a hymn to labor and love. He influences our growth and development with his words and deeds. He is our eternal example and a mentor to our souls.
Now, I have become my father's first person, and I will also inherit his spirit and values with my own efforts and dedication. I believe that in our rural area, which is full of simple and sincere people, the great spirit of my father will always shine brightly.
In conclusion, my father is one of the most important people in our lives. His image and spirit are our eternal treasures. Let's pay tribute to our father! Let's pass on his spirit! Let us use our own efforts and dedication to inject more positive energy into this society!