In an old city, there was a little boy named Xiao Ming. He lives in a quaint old mansion in a historic corner of the city, which legend has it that once upon a time the time was the residence of a rich man named Uncle Huang. Xiao Ming's father is called Liu Dong, and he is an ordinary person living in the city. In order to make a living, he would leave home early every day to work on the construction site, and only when he returned home in the evening could he reunite with Xiao Ming.
One day, Xiao Ming heard his classmates at school talking about the names of his fathers in various provinces. Some people say "Shanxi Dad", "Guangdong Dad", "Sichuan Dad" and so on, which makes Xiao Ming feel very curious, and he wants to know what kind of "Dad" his father will be called.
After school, Xiao Ming ran home excitedly and couldn't wait to ask this question. "Dad, you say, if you were to be called a provincial dad, what would you be?" asked Xiao Ming.
Liu Dong smiled, touched Xiao Ming's head and said, "Son, in fact, these titles are all because of the characteristics of each province. For example, Shanxi Dad, because Shanxi is rich in coal, so people call the father there Shanxi Dad. As for the Guangdong dad, it is because of Guangdong's developed economy, so people give this name to the dad there. ”
Xiao Ming listened to his father's explanation, and his eyes flashed with curiosity. "What kind of dad would you be, Dad?" he asked.
Liu Dong was silent for a while, and then said with a smile: "I am your father, and I am the 'happy father'." ”
Xiao Ming looked at his father suspiciously: "Why is Happy Dad?"
Liu Dong squatted down, gently patted Xiao Ming's shoulder, and said gently: "Because of you children, I think I am the happiest person in the world." Although our family is not wealthy, we have warmth and happiness that money cannot buy. ”
Xiao Ming listened to his father's words, and tears flashed in his eyes. "Dad, I also feel like I'm the happiest kid in the world because I have a dad like you. ”
Liu Dong picked up Xiao Ming and hugged him tightly: "Child, do you know? Happiness is not to have a lot of material wealth, but to have a grateful heart and love for life. ”
Xiao Ming raised his head, his eyes flashing with determination: "I understand, Dad." I will cherish our happiness and fill our family with love and warmth. ”
From that day on, Xiao Ming understood that happiness does not depend on external material conditions, but from the inner gratitude and love of life. He understood that although his father was not a "Shanxi father" or "Guangdong father", he was the "happy father" who was most worthy of his pride and love.
And in this ancient city, every family has their own happiness, every father has his own title, and the most important thing is that they use love and responsibility to pass on happiness to the next generation. This is the meaning of life, and it is also the eternal goal that people pursue.