Dad never tried to hug or kiss me when I was a child. And of course, he never said "I love you" to me, either. But whenever I felt sad or lonely, dad was always there.
When I was in high school, dad left work and set up a food stand on the street near my school. Every day when I finished school, my classmates and I would pass his food stand. But I really hated talking to dad in front of his food stand.
One night, I couldn't stand it any more and shouted, "Dad, could you stop selling your silly noodles? I don't need a father who sells noodles on the street!" At that moment, dad was shocked. He tried to say something but didn't. His eyes were filled with tears and sadness. It was the first time that I saw dad crying. My mom later told me dad sold noodles to save money for my college education. I was so silly and even today I still feel guilty(内疚的) for that night.
Time really flies. I finished college and then left my home. For the past ten years, whenever I have visited home, dad was always there meeting me and seeing me off quietly at the railway station. Whenever he saw me off, he never tried to hug me. When I was away from home, dad never wrote to me or called me, but he always asked my mom to call me. That's how dad shows his love to me.
