My father, thirty-four, is tall, with thin lips, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his high nose and short black hair. He looks cool. My father is very patient, not only loves his work, but also has a cheerful personality and never loses his temper with others.

Dad is a workaholic. He goes out early and comes back late all day. He is also an unshakable "anchor needle" at home-sitting in the computer room is not painting or watching the computer. Because he is a second-class computer engineer! There is only one day to rest-on Sunday, he has to go to the computer to find information for half a day.

Once, when I was doing my math homework, I was stumped by an asterisk. Thinking about it, I used two pieces of draft paper, but I still can't make it. I asked my father, and he understood at a glance. He took a piece of paper and drew a picture to tell me. He told me three times, but my mind is still blank. I thought my father was going to scold me and thought, "Oh, no"! Dad said, "Wenwen, I'll tell you again for dad." I am very happy. I understand this time. I have finished my homework in an orderly way. The next day, the teacher praised my question. I thought to myself, "This is all due to my father."

I am proud to have such a father.