There is a hair black black short like brush, eyes are eyelid drum like fish bubble, teeth with black smoke, skin yellow, big hands a little rough. Can you guess who he is? Although he is not handsome, but he is my sweet smelly dad, he is a real photography fan, you can take a look at the following! “Meng Meng, get up.” The sound of urging me from the “good dream amusement park” to the hard pull out. I reluctantly opened the confused eyes said: “Dad, why do you ah, the middle of the night to people from” Zhou Gong “here called back. Do you know that elementary school students sleep more than nine hours?” “Don’t you sleep, get up and let’s go to the top of the Gem Mountain to take pictures of the sunrise,” Dad said excitedly. “No, I want to sleep,” I rebuffed dad. Powerful dad dragged me out of the warm quilt. My arms couldn’t wring my legs, so I had to get dressed and washed and follow my dad to the Gem Mountain. The stars are still shining in the dark, and I have been armed to count the steps to the top of the gem mountain. After eighteen bends of the mountain road, we came to the shooting heights that only photography fans know — big stone. We saw that there have been a lot of long guns and short guns erected in various positions. Many men, women, the old and the young are in the exchange of photography heart. Dad and a few familiar uncle after the hello with me this “secretary Yuan” came to his base, put a good tripod put a good SLR aperture and so on everything ready before wiping sweat, smoke a cigarette. Already panting, I sat on the stone and looked down, ah! I saw the West Lake lights flashing like stars, the lake reflected the reflection of the trees, the Bai Dike on the lake like sleeping beauty lying on the side of the big water bed, beside the ancient pagoda stands in the lush trees, as if watching the beautiful pearl under the mountain. How beautiful! I’ll call dad back, hey! Stinky dad has already moved to a higher rock to take pictures of Sunrise Lake. I stumbled up, too. Hehe! I saw the sun just like the size of an orange egg in front of the smaller half of the face, and slowly exposed a little…… The sound of the shutter sounded all around, and it seemed that anyone who pressed fast could press the sun into the lens. The sun came up, my father and I have been sweating, especially dad are naked from time to time sweat climbed over his face. I sincerely admire dad to the mountain every day to take pictures of perseverance, can not help but say a word “dad, hello cow”! Now I am deeply influenced by my father and have become a little fan of photography under the leadership of the big fan. After several outings, I fell deeply in love with photography.
