When talking about heroes, everyone will think of Chairman Mao, Huang Jiguang, and so on, as well as great scientists and national heroes.
But in my mind, there is a national hero, my father.
My father is an ordinary person. Doing ordinary work and living an ordinary life. Father is busy with his work every day. My father is a underground worker. Work night shift every day. Living the opposite life to normal people. Every time we want to fall asleep, my father starts this day's hard work. When we wake up from sleep. Father came back from work. In the morning, I have to be busy with household chores. It was not until the afternoon that my father began to rest. In this way, my father has no more than five or six hours' rest every day. As a result of long-term night shift, my father's pouch is unusually large, and my father's appearance is much older than that of his peers.
It is said that father's love is like a mountain. Indeed, father's love is deep and does not need words. My father is not good at words. Sometimes he doesn't tell me when he is wronged outside. On the contrary, my father will never allow me and my mother to be wronged. My father is like a hen in the game of eagle catching chicks. No, it is a rooster. He uses his not so broad wings to protect his family.
Speaking of this, we may think that this is a normal father's behavior. Yes, because every family has such ordinary heroes.
I love my family, I love my father, my father is an ordinary hero in my mind.