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满分叙文（Full Recital） 9. Im proud of my father My father is an ordinary teacher, he has not done with vigour and vitality event, there is no title too much, he is not tall, not handsome, not beautiful voice, but he let me proud, proud of him. I am proud, because of his dedication, selfless dedication; I am proud, because he is diligent, hard working; I am proud, because he has the courage to explore, enterprising. But it was his conscious responsibility that made me even more proud. It was one evening when my father took me home from school. I sat in my fathers back seat, like a little sparrow, chatting with my father about the interesting things in school. The wind whistled from ear to ear, and dad looked back from time to time with a spoiled face. At this point, I feel I am the happiest child in the world. Suddenly, a sudden brake, I fell heavily on my fathers back. My father turned his head and touched my head with his big, generous hands and raised an apologetic smile on his lips. Is that all right? Red light! Dad pointed to the bright red warning light in front. I looked around, almost alone, the road is not far from the vast field, quiet hum can almost hear the frogs. I pushed my father, and said in a spoiled voice, Daddy, go!! No one saw it anyway! There shouldnt be any danger in such a lonely place. Dad did not speak, just shook his head, for a long time until the light from red to green, and he looked at both sides, just to rest forward. The road was still bright and clear, but my fathers breath was getting more and more heavy. Looking at the back of my father, I felt as if I had been there for a century. Finally, my father opened his mouth and said, its our duty and responsibility to obey the traffic laws, whether there are people or not.. It is the respect for ones life and the respect for anothers life! Learn to be patient, do not hate for a single step! I was shocked, suddenly feel that there are two cheeks like fire burning, a shame, a kind of respect, a