I have a gentle father who can't talk about me even if he does something wrong. He has a pair of mung bean size eyes, black hair mixed with white hair, oh, by the way, he has a soft face.
One day, I only got 85 points in the exam. What a poor score! I'm going to be beaten again when I get home. When I gave the test paper to Dad, dad didn't have any expression. When I was disappointed, a sweet honey flowed into my heart. Dad said, "it doesn't matter if the test is not good. Try next time! " I think it's much better now.
It's nice of dad, so I'm going to pay him back with good marks.