All the children sat down, and each child had their homework in front of them, but for these little ones, what they did was what they thought was best.

Because each child's level of drawing is different, and their imagination is also different, but they have all completed the homework assigned by the teacher, and in their little hearts, it is already great.

Each child drew their father on the drawing paper, with a smile on their face, waiting for the teacher to pick up their drawing.

Meng Meng sat on the very edge, her homework was picked up by the teacher first, Ding Rou held the child's painting with both hands very seriously, and when she saw the composition, she already understood what Meng Meng wanted to express.

In Mengmeng's eyes, Dad is very busy and will work when he gets home, so Dad in Mengmeng's eyes is sitting in front of the computer, and there is a lit desk lamp next to him.

Ding Rou returned the painting to Meng Meng, because each child is the father of the painting, so the child himself has to show it to the children.

Meng Meng lifted up her carefully drawn homework, as Ding Rou guessed, Meng Meng's father is usually very busy, so he often works overtime, even if he doesn't work overtime and returns home, he is still working, and the table lamp is at night.

It's just that Ding Rou didn't notice that the child also drew a dial on the wall, and the hands on it pointed to the position of twelve o'clock, which means that his father worked until late at night.

Ding Rou touched the top of Mengmeng's head, when the child said that his father was busy until late every day, and he was still working when he fell asleep, his expression was full of sadness, she felt sorry for her father who worked hard, and looked forward to her father being able to play with her after work at night.

Ding Rou suddenly thought of something, and asked gently, "Mengmeng, Dad is still working after you fall asleep every time, how do you know that Dad is still working at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night?"

In fact, Ding Rou was just curious, because it was impossible for a child to lie, and she was more careful, so she wanted to ask the child.

It's good not to ask, but when I asked, my cute little expression became aggrieved, and I said wiltedly, "Because I really want my dad to play with me, I asked my dad when he can play with me, and my dad said that he will accompany me when he finishes work." I said that every time, but every time I waited until I fell asleep, I didn't wait for my father. ”

"So I waited that day, I lay on the bed and deliberately didn't fall asleep, just waiting for my dad to finish work, but I waited for a long time, I don't know what time it was, I still didn't wait for my dad, I could see the light outside through the crack in the door, and I knew that my dad hadn't finished his work yet. ”

I sneaked out of bed and leaned on the door of the study to look inside, my father was still working, and the watch on the wall was already pointing to the 12 position. ”

Meng Meng drew what she saw and felt with a brush, and the children raised their hands to applaud Meng Meng's paintings.

Next is Le Yan.

Xiao Leyan introduced his father with a smile on his face, "My dad likes to read books the most, he has to read books every day when he comes home, so I also read books with my father, but I read story books, and my father reads books that I can't understand." Ha ha. ”

Le Yan's drawing paper is a little person wearing glasses and a little fat, and she also drew her father's slightly balding hairstyle very "intimately", just like she said, her father was reading a book, and then there was a little person with braids next to him, who was also sitting in the chair next to his father and reading.

There was another round of applause, Le Yan sat down, and stood up next to her little tiger.

"My dad, when he comes home, plays games on his mobile phone, never plays with me, doesn't help my mother with housework, and he doesn't let me play by himself. Xiaohu introduced his painting and said several major crimes of his father, Xiaohu usually speaks slowly, and when he talks about his father, he sneaks up and doesn't stutter.

Xiaohu's father, who was far away in the company's office, suddenly sneezed, pulled out a piece of paper, and muttered, "You have a cold? ”

In Xiaohu's painting, a villain with a round head and a round face like him is leaning on the sofa, holding a mobile phone in his hand, although the painting is more abstract, but you can already see the meaning that Xiaohu wants to express.

When Xiaohu introduced his paintings, he kept saying that he was very happy, but at the end, Xiaohu still drooped his head.

"I wish my dad could play less with his mobile phone and spend more time with me, and I envy other children who play football with their dad and play with toys with him. ”

Ding Rou saw that Xiaohu was uncomfortable and uncomfortable. gently rubbed Xiaohu's round head.

The children introduced their paintings one by one, and each child's father was different, some of them were happy, and some were a little sad.

In the end, only Xuanxuan was left without introduction.

Ding Rou's gaze fell on Xuanxuan. The children also looked at Xuanxuan together.

Xuanxuan slowly stood up with her painting.

"Wow, Xuanxuan's paintings are so many dads. ”

"It's not that there are many dads, it's divided into different small pieces, and each block is Xuanxuan's father. ”

"Is that braiding Xuanxuan?"

"It's cooking, holding a pan. ”

"And there's more, it seems to be ...... Reading books, playing with toys?"

The children looked at Xuanxuan's paintings and whispered, because none of the children just now had painted so much, and in the eyes of the children, Dad did everything very simply.

Only the dad in the little one's painting is doing all sorts of things.

All the children looked at Xuanxuan and her drawing paper with incredible eyes.

Xuanxuan proudly stood up with her painting, "My dad is omnipotent, he will accompany me to read, play games, cook food for me, and comb my braids to match clothes." My dad is also an amazing director, he made a lot of movies, Spider-Man was created by my dad, my dad can sing, he sings good songs, he has a lot of fans. My dad is very busy and has to deal with a lot of things every day, but he still finds time to spend with me, and he always tells me that the person he loves the most is me. That's my dad. ”

The little guy has a strong ability to express himself, and he introduced his paintings very well, and the children listened carefully to Xuanxuan's proudly introducing their father, from the beginning of seeing the paintings that were full of paintings and surprised, to listening to Xuanxuan's introduction and showing a look of envy.

When Xiao Xuanxuan finished speaking, all the children couldn't help but applaud. The applause was very warm, and this applause was not only a painting for Xuanxuan, but also for Xuanxuan's father.

In fact, this homework is not just a painting, the reason why Ding Rou let the children complete it alone is that she doesn't want the children's thinking to be influenced by their parents, she wants the children to draw their real thoughts and draw the real appearance of their father in their eyes.

The teachers guessed that the father has much less responsibility at home, but in fact, the father plays a very important role in the development of the child, so the teachers hope that through the children's heartfelt expression, the father can understand what the children see them like.

At the end of school, Ding Rou informed each parent that there would be a parent-teacher conference tomorrow, and then the children's paintings, "Dad in Their Eyes", would be shown to the parents.

Ding Rou deliberately said in the notice that because it is based on the theme of "My Dad", I hope that fathers can take the time to participate.