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 doesn't know at all. He has really done a lot for others. I don't 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.As a result,he doesn't enjoy good health.

　　My father likes reading in his spare time. He told me reading was very interesting. I became interested in reading little by little. I like books, because they help me in many ways.

　　My father has a bad habit he likes smoking very much. I hate it. See, the house is full of smoke. I know it's bad for his health as well as mother's and mine. I advise him to give up smoking. I'm sure he will follow my advice some day.

　　Such is my father. I am proud of having such a good father.