My father is a tall man with a pair of glasses.
Everyone says he is a kind-hearted man.
He often helps his neighbours and some strangers whom he doesnot know at all.
I donot like him to do so because I think it has taken him too much time.
When I discourage him,he always says with a smile,The world needs warm hearts.
My father loves his family,and loves his work even better.
In the company,he is called workaholic.
He spends most of his time working,and often forgets to have meals or to go to bed.
My father likes reading in his spare time.He told me reading was very interesting.
I became interested in reading little by little.
Such is my father.I am proud of having such a good father.