A high school composition to wipe dad's back.

Today, the teacher asked us to help dad do something.

After dinner, I took the footbath, pumped some warm water, and then put it in front of my father and said, "Dad, let me wash your feet tonight!" " "Dad paused, woke up and said," Are you afraid of my smelly feet at ordinary times? Why did you wash my feet again today? Is there anything wrong? " "It's okay, just write a composition. Besides, I am your daughter, and it is only natural for her to be filial to her parents. Besides, how much contribution have you made to me and our family? Ok, dad, let me wash your feet! If you don't wash the water, it will get cold. "

So I took off my father's socks, gently put my feet into the basin, and then watered them with my hands. I started rubbing my feet with water. Dad's feet are thin and small, his fingers are a little big, his soles are cold and he has a scar. "Dad, why are there scars on your feet? Was it caused by naughty childhood? " I said with a smile. "no! This scar ... "Dad paused before saying," This scar is because you didn't come home late that time. Your mother and I went to see you. Because it was too late, I couldn't see clearly and slipped. My sole just touched a beer chip. At that time, my foot was bleeding, so I left a hole in my foot. " After listening to these words, the smile on my face disappeared and my face became redder. It turned out that my father was injured because of me, but he didn't mention it to me. If I hadn't washed his feet this time, I would never have known. I kept my head down and continued to wash my father's feet.

"Well, it's time to wipe your feet! This TV play is on. Oh,