In my memory, my father is very serious, he works outside most of the year, so we seldom have the opportunity to talk face to face, plus I am a little afraid of him, which leads to my father and I have very little common topic, so I don't feel about my father. But as I grew up, I could understand his hard work more and more, and I could feel his love for me. Especially recently, my dad sent me to school. When I was carsick, I had him by my side. It was not so painful, because I was so scared before and I didn't know how to deal with what happened.