Composition topic about fatherly love (be novel and let people feel love at a glance)

Motherly love is like a cup of sweet honey water. I've been in it since I was a child. Father's love is like a cup of colorless and tasteless boiled water. Some people say that father's love is as invisible and intangible as air, but it is also as ubiquitous as air. Father is away from home all the year round and comes back several times a year. Every week, he just calls me and asks me, and I don't wait for my father to come back.

The first day when Dad came back happened to be Sunday. My father and I were talking and laughing on our way home. It was very hot that day. When we went logging, it suddenly became cloudy, with crackling lightning and rumbling thunder. The wind blew harder and the air was sultry. Soon, it rushed out as if it had been trapped in a cage for a long time. Dad quickly took off his coat, put it on me, hugged me and ran home quickly. When I got home, my father was soaked to the skin and his shoes were soaked, but he didn't change clothes. He quickly put hot water on me and let me take a hot bath. I was afraid that I would catch a cold, and suddenly I burst into tears. It turns out that dad's love has always been by my side.

This is fatherly love, colorless and tasteless unique fatherly love. Dad, you have propped up a blue sky for me with hard work, and let me fly freely in the blue sky. Dad. You are like a mountain. Let me settle down in it. Dad loves you like a mountain!