Yin Xin, Class 6, 2006, Yanjiang No. 7 Primary School, Ziyang City, Sichuan Province My father is a "car crazy". In my memory, my father has always played with cars. If my father’s cars were displayed, I think our family could have a car expo.

The first thing I "made friends" with my father was a bicycle, which was an old-fashioned "Flying Pigeon" bicycle. When I was one and a half years old, my father took my mother and me back to my grandmother’s house on this bicycle. The country road to my grandma's house was bumpy and bumpy, and it was very bumpy when sitting on the bicycle. It was like a cradle for me. Many times, I fell asleep on the bicycle.

When I was about three years old, my dad bought a motorcycle. This was the most popular "125" motorcycle at the time and looked very impressive. Every time we rode it to my grandma's house, we would get compliments from some onlookers. They praised the car and praised Dad for his ability. When I was young and heard these compliments, I felt very happy.

But my father is different. He often says to me: "The country has changed a lot in recent years. Motorcycles are nothing. Maybe in ten or twenty years, every family will have a small motorcycle." "Car."

At this time, I discovered that my father had a habit of studying various types of cars. He often kept a book introducing cars next to his pillow, and when he saw cars introduced in the newspaper, After hearing the news about the price reduction, he would shout: "It's down again!" In his spare time, my father would display the logos and patterns of various cars he carefully collected on the coffee table and teach me how to identify them. Under the influence of my father, I almost became a "car fan".

When I was six years old, my father borrowed money to buy a Dongfeng truck in partnership with others. Dad said: "Now that the workplace is laying off people, we need to be aware of the crisis!" However, due to poor management, we sold the truck not long after. During that time, I saw my father often lamenting and sighing.

When I was eight years old, my father cooperated with others to buy a van. This is a "second-hand car" that doesn't look very new, but my father cherishes it very much. He often carries water to wash the car. When he hears an abnormal sound from the engine, his father stops the car and leans under the body of the car to check it. When he crawled out from under the car, he was often covered in oil and sometimes had a big painted face, which made my mother and I very funny.

Where there is a will, there is a chance. For the development of my father's career, our family moved to Ziyang City when I was nine years old. Dad sold the van and borrowed money to buy a Hongyan truck for transportation. In the past few years, Ziyang has been building a western automobile city. There are many projects, and my father often works all night. Seeing my father working selflessly, I often advised him to take more rest, but my father said to me: "Xin'er, everything is hard work and gain. If you don't put in your hard work, how can you get any reward?" In order to expand business, my father bought another Hongyan truck. For the construction of Ziyang, my father devoted his sweat and efforts.

Dad has a small wish, which is to buy a car of his own through his hard work.

I believe that my father’s wish will come true, and I believe that our Ziyang’s tomorrow will be even better.

Dad and the Car 2005-08/16231', '', ''16231