Children grow up day by day, perhaps because of their father's watch. He showed more profundity than his peers. Instead of ringing laughter, he thought quietly.
Soon, the child reached the age of primary school. On the first day of school, the children were very happy. He prepared a new schoolbag and new stationery early and couldn't wait to urge his mother. The father on the side said coldly, "Let him go by himself, and the child is not young." The smiling face of the child suddenly covered with a layer of clouds, angrily carrying a schoolbag and running outside. The mother was vaguely complaining to her father that the child had turned back. Mother was about to go forward, but was ruthlessly stopped by her father's big hand. The child felt bitter and left without looking back.
The children walked silently with heavy schoolbags on their backs. Young figures clustered in the vast sea of people, looking so fragile and lonely. The child bowed his head and refused to listen to the caring and warm scenes around him.
Suddenly, the child tripped and fell heavily on the ground, but the child wouldn't cry because of it. At the moment he looked up, he saw the familiar and distant figure in the distance-hidden in the vast sea of people, but the image was locked tightly like a lens and refused to move.
The figure seemed to be approaching slowly, but it soon stopped. Is he worried about the children? Then why did it stop? The sun shines on the child's tender face, so that the child can't see clearly what kind of eyes it is, or is it urgent? Is it panic? Still as cold as ever?
The child was a little confused, but soon got up. Maybe in her immature heart, she doesn't understand what the plot is. The child looked at the direction of the figure from a distance. In the distance, a cold figure gradually disappeared into the sea of people.
The child stopped, because it was clearly his father's back. The child vaguely felt that my father should love me, yes, he must love me very much.
The child still lives in his father's watch, but he gradually understands that his father's watch is not indifference, abandonment or ruthlessness. Is his deepest love for him. Now, the child is in the second day of junior high school, struggling hard on the "cruel" battlefield, and his father's watch still accompanies him forward, making him stronger and braver, fearless and unyielding in the face of difficulties.
That kid, that's me.