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at you at the corner.” Yes, mother’s love is like a trickle, while father’s love is a mountain that is difficult to move, towering, solid and sinking into the bottom of my heart. Severity is the appearance of fatherly love. At first, I made up my mind to learn the piano, but I didn’t know how boring it was at first. When my father saw that I was too playful, he seriously told me: “if you really don’t want to practice or learn, you can give up. This is your choice. Of course, you can also choose to give up.” I said, “it costs too much to learn the piano...” I was distressed about my family’s money. One of the reasons was that I put it first and sat on the piano stool again. The father said, “tuition is a matter for adults to consider.” I’m speechless. But after that, my father “pressed” me on the piano bench for at least one hour every day and watched me practice. Late at night, I was sleepy, but I saw my father’s tired eyes saying to me, “practice hard and go to bed after practice”. Gradually, I am used to my daily piano practice “strict father makes good daughter”. Father’s love is delicate. I remember one night, I dreamed I was running. I tried my best to rush forward, but the road seemed endless. I tried my best. The next day, I saw my father’s eyes full of red blood“ How many times did you kick the quilt last night, even I forgot. “ Father said. My eyes were wet. Deep is the characteristic of fatherly love. I’ll never forget the heavy rain. That afternoon, my father thought the rain would stop soon, but it was getting denser and denser. He had to get on his car and pick me up at school. The pouring rain is getting worse and worse. Gradually, the water on the ground is too big for the bicycle to pass. M