"Touched", a word full of humanistic color, is so touching. We live in this moving world, and we are always touched by many things, big and small, every day. A greeting when you are in trouble, an encouraging look when you are frustrated, an umbrella in the rain, and a cup of hot water when you are sick … all these things arouse our inner waves all the time and shake our emotions. Especially the experience that my father repaired my car, I will never forget it.

Last Friday, when I came home from school, I found my bike missing. I called home and no one answered. I was so anxious that I almost cried. At this time, one of my companions said to take me home, and the other two companions also said. With the help of these companions, I finally returned home. As soon as I got home, I cried and told my parents that my bike had been stolen. Dad comforted me and said, "Don't cry. If it's gone, it's gone I will find a way for you. "

The next morning, my father found two broken bicycles that he hadn't ridden for years, and he wanted to combine them into one. But because my father is a handyman for others and has no time, I will call my grandfather first to see if the tire is broken. Do you want to buy parts and wait until he comes back at noon. At noon, dad came back. After dinner, he forgot to rest and immediately went to the yard to repair his bike. I saw him there, tearing it apart, straightening up for a while, bending down for a while, his hands were covered with oil and sweat was running down his cheeks. I said, "Dad, it's too hot. Take a break. " Dad said, "no, no, you go to sleep." One day at noon, my father couldn't repair his bike and went to work in the afternoon.

In the evening, mom and grandma are wrapping jiaozi. Soon, my father came back. As soon as he put down the shovel, he hurried to repair his bike. After a while, grandpa also came to help him. Jiaozi is ripe, but they haven't made it up yet. Mother said, "Let's eat first, and then fix it after dinner." After we finished eating, my grandparents left and my father continued to fix it. My mother and I were both sleepy, so we went to bed. My father is still repairing it. I don't know when he fell asleep

When I got up the next day, an old but clean bike appeared in front of me. I went over and looked, "Ah, it's fixed!" "I'll go out and have a try, and it's quite penetrating. When I got on it, I had an indescribable feeling.

Dad, how much rest time did you sacrifice to keep your son from going to school? For the sake of this family, you should keep going out to work. What can I give you in return, my father? I will study hard and live up to your expectations.

Reluctantly, thanks for your reference.