My father is a tall man with a pair of glasses.
Everyone says he is a kind-hearted man.
He often helps his neighbour and stangers whom he doesn't know at all.
He has really done a lot for others.
I don't like him to do so because I think it takes too much of his time.
When I discourage him,
he always says with a smile,"The world needs warm hearts."
My father loves his family,and loves his work even better
In the company,he is called a"workaholic" He spends most of his time working,
and he often forgets to have meals or to go to bed.
As a result,he doesn't enjoy good health.
My father likes reading in his spare time.He tought me the joys of reading.
I became interested in reading little by little.
Now I enjoy books because they help me in many ways.
My father has a bad habit--he likes smoking very much. I hate it.
See,the house is always full of smoke.
I know it's bad for his health as well as mine and mother's
I've advise him to give up smoking.I'm sure he will follow my advise some day.
Such is my father.I love him very much.
I am proud of having such a good father.