My father likes sports. Every time I finish eating, the sound of "bang, bang" will ring in my living room. If you hear this voice in my house, don't be afraid. It's not that anything has fallen from my house, nor is it that anything has fallen. This is my father playing tennis downstairs! My family doesn't have a tennis court, but my father has an idea. There is a calligraphy on the wall, so my father took it down. Use a very long rubber band and tie a ball at one end. Tie the other end to the sofa low, so that you can play tennis on the wall. It will ring "bang, bang".

Dad is a happy and cheerful good father. As soon as he came back from work, his family was full of joy and excitement. One day I went to Chashan to pick some tea leaves and went home to make tea for my parents. But this tea is raw. How to drink? Dad said cheerfully, "I'll do it!" " I gave the tea to my father, only to see him clean the pot, turn on the fire, put the tea in the pot, turn the pot over, turn the pot over the fire, and turn the pot over again. Tea leaves change color in the pot, and the leaves shrink and roll. I said with concern, "Dad, turn off the fire, it will burn!" " Dad casually said, "No! You can rest assured! " As he spoke, he lifted the jar and turned it over. Ah, I smell burnt tea. "Off, off!" I screamed. Dad unhurriedly turned off the fire, removed the pot and turned it over. When the tea was ready, my father made two more cups, told me how delicious it was, and asked my mother to come over for tea. Our family is in a good mood, not to mention how happy we are.