A Family Man

My father suffered a lot for our family. That day was Mid-Autumn Festival, I was a student and lived in the same city where my father worked. That day afternoon, it was drizzle raining,  I bought some fruits and rode a bicycle heading to my father's habitant which is a boat. My father wasn't at home when I reached the boat,  at 8 o'clock pm, it was totally dark,  I didn't find my father yet. I embarked from the boat, and was lingering on the road without an umberlla.  suddenly, I saw a silhouette that seemed my father. The man was deeply bending his waist, and   towed a human-powered two-wheeled cart which fully loaded iron shavings.  I'm definitely sure that the man was my father. I rushed over to my father and helped pushing the cart. After a long time work, we were able to sit down and have dinner. When I asked how much the iron shraving weighted, he told me that it was about 1.6 tons. Every year I celebrate the Mid-Autumn festival, I often recollected the mind about 1.6 tons iron shaving and my father. He was a great father ever I didn't mention it before.

My father worked tirelessly for our family. I remember one Mid-Autumn Festival vividly. At the time, I was a student living in the same city where my father worked. That afternoon, under a light drizzle, I bought some fruits and rode my bicycle to visit him. My father lived on a boat, but when I arrived, he wasn’t there. Hours passed, and by 8 p.m., it was completely dark. I hadn’t found him yet.

I disembarked from the boat and wandered along the road without an umbrella. Suddenly, through the dim light, I saw a silhouette that looked familiar. It was a man, bent over, pulling a heavily loaded handcart. As I got closer, I realized it was my father, struggling to tow a cart full of iron shavings.

Without hesitation, I ran to him and helped push the cart. After what felt like an eternity of hard work, we finally sat down to eat dinner together. When I asked how much the iron weighed, he told me it was about 1.6 tons.

Every year, when the Mid-Autumn Festival comes around, I think of that moment—the 1.6 tons of iron shavings and my father’s strength and determination. He was a great man, even though I didn’t tell him often enough.