Sometimes,Love does not need say the word. A friend asked me why I was often shy.He asked me when I was a child are there bad people harm me? I answer him no.Actually,it's not so.Maybe,when I was a child I often get my dad hit because of the reasons such as: elope play without permission, too naughty,disobedient, ...At that time,I really slightly hate him.But I realize that he only wants good for me.My dad really hard. I always found him to work.He always tried to take the best things for me.Although,He was always strict with me.But,Perhaps he loves me more than I thought.Although he never said that. That's really true because sometimes,Love does not need the word.