My father's composition

Everyone is familiar with writing in daily study, work and life. Writing is an important means to cultivate people's observation, association, imagination, thinking and memory. I believe many friends are very upset about writing. The following is my father's composition, which I compiled for you, hoping to help you. My father's composition 1

My father, with black hair, big eyes and double eyelids, high nose, thick lips, tall and thin, is a handsome guy, a man who is serious and responsible for his family and work, and has no room for sand in his eyes. Later, he had to go out to work because his family was poor, and he took me and my mother to Xinjiang.

My father came to a strange city and felt lonely and helpless. He didn't know how to survive in this city, which is called "Every Day Should Not Be Done" and "The Ground Is Ineffective". In this unimaginable world, he didn't know how to struggle. So my father started looking for a job, but he was uneducated. Which company wanted him and finally found a job as a security guard, but the money was simply not enough. He had to pay for his family expenses and send it.

My father heard that riding three rounds can earn some money, so he went to pedal three rounds. It was very hard, but my father persisted. He worked late every day, sometimes fighting with others because he didn't respect my father's personality. When he came back, his face was black and blue. I looked at my father and cried. I asked him, "Dad, are you okay?" Dad smiled and said to me, "it's okay." His smile made me even sadder.

So I gradually got rid of the shortcoming of spending money indiscriminately, and then began to learn to cook for my father, because every time I saw my father's tired figure, it would be very uncomfortable. Because my father was so tired, it was family expenses and my tuition. My father worked too hard, so I helped him share some. I took care of the usual cooking and my mother had to work, so I became a housewife. What I learned from it was that it was not easy to be an adult and a parent. Usually give more help to parents; Exercise yourself. My father's composition 2

The father in my memory can not only pick me up, but also carry me on his shoulders.

now, not only can he not do this, but even his back, which has always been straight like an poplar, is a little bent. Father is getting old.

My mother said that my father was completely different from when he got married more than ten years ago. Father turned his sorrow into a cigarette, as if he could forget his sorrow after smoking these cigarettes. But the remaining sorrow still squeezed into his face and turned into wrinkles; Hidden in his hair, turned into white hair.

My father has been worried. At first, he was worried about my diet, then about my academic performance, and then he was worried about buying a new car, which would make me get up late and send me to school quickly. After that, he was worried about the new house again. He would do anything to give me good study conditions.

Father never worries about himself or cares about himself. His face was scratched by a razor, but he insisted on saving money for a razor and buying something for me. He doesn't care about himself, he only cares about me.

There are still pictures of my father a long time ago on the wall, before I was born, so he didn't have to pay attention to me. There's nothing to worry about. There is no trace of being eroded by years on that not-so-handsome face. Now my father is always making a fuss about me. He is no longer a fearless man more than ten years ago. He's worried about me. He's afraid of my accident.

Compared with before, my father is a little fat, his hair is a little gray, his back is slightly bent, and there are more wrinkles. He is not handsome, and he walks into the crowd and disappears from everyone. But my father's love for me can't be hidden. Even in the crowd, I can find him at a glance. Find the father who loves me and I love him. My father's composition 3

As the saying goes, "A mother's love is like the sea, and a father's love is like a mountain". But I think my father's love is higher than the sky and deeper than the sea!

my father cares about me very much. I remember when I was a child, my little friend was playing games on the roof. When we were having fun, I was accidentally hit by my partner. As a result, I stumbled down from the edge of the second floor, and I suddenly felt like I didn't know anything. It turned out that after I fell, I broke my right hand and my head was slightly injured. My father heard the sound, picked me up and ran to the hospital behind my back. I felt wobbly on his back, and my father was covered in sweat. He kept panting for more than ten miles, so he ran and took me to the hospital.

During those days when I was in hospital, my father always took care of me and cared for me in every possible way, always bringing me delicious food from home. One night in the middle of the night, it was very hot. I woke up from a daze and saw my father sitting by my bed, holding a fan in his hand and gently fanning it for me. At this time, my father was already covered in sweat and his clothes were soaked. Ah! It turned out that my father saw that the weather was too hot, so he came to fan my fan and let me sleep more stably, but he endured it in the heat.

My father is great, and his love for me can't be accurately expressed in words! Only by studying hard can I repay you-my father in the future. My father's composition 4

When I was 6 years old, I met my father's insolent face for the first time after I was "sensible". With God's eyes, a straight nose and a mouth hanging like a river, I think my father is the most handsome, greatest and learned man in the world!

when I was eight years old, he told me that Tsinghua University was designed and built by him, and asked me to design and build a university, too. I believed him and took this as my ideal. Because I think whatever comes out of his mouth is good advice, and I should believe it.

when I was 1 years old, I witnessed the fierce scene when my mother and father quarreled. Afterwards, my mother told me that my father was an alcoholic, and I should not believe anything he said. My unwavering support for my father wavered, and gradually, even my ideals changed.

when I was 11 years old, my father came to see me at school half crazy after drinking. I felt ashamed for the first time and went out with a red face. Afterwards, some students half-jokingly imitated my father's madness. I angrily skipped class and tried to comfort myself, but who can do it!

This year, he went. While regretting that he didn't spend the New Year with him, he also recalled his name to me in the past, as if he had arranged the victory in the chess match between me and him. He just smiled and said nothing even though I declared war on arrogance. When teaching me a little knowledge, he can always benefit me from his junior high school education.

Although he once gave me other people's strange eyes, he also taught me the way to live and the courage to be a man!

Now, I can only remember him in repentance, and I will walk this unfinished life path for him in the future! My father's composition 5

My father always doesn't like to talk much. Many times, he seems to say something to him, but after all, he still can't talk. Being so big has always been a burden to his family. I can't make money, but the biggest expense is me. Every time I come home from school, I just take money from my family ... Looking at the calluses on my father's hands and recalling his hard-earned back, my increasingly fragile body ... I don't know the endless bitterness. It's really painful in my heart. If it weren't for me, my father wouldn't have to suffer so much. I sometimes bicker with my mother and grandmother, which makes my father angry. Recalling my past mistakes, my heart really hurts, but I still don't have the courage to tell my father. I don't want to see my father spend all his hard-earned money wrongly on me. I really want to tell him that I have grown up and I have begun to understand! But I have never said it. Many times, words are always in my throat and swallowed. There are too many bitterness and too many wrongs. I shouldn't take money from my family when I grow up. Now I want dozens of dollars every day, which is hundreds of dollars a week. How much my father expected of me, and how much sweat he shed, he dared not think about it, nor did he have the courage to think about it, because every time I think about these hearts, it hurts, I feel that I am carrying too much, and I feel that I am gradually becoming the pillar of this family.

My father is ordinary, maybe just like other people's fathers, but I know-my father's expectations of me are extraordinary. He hopes that I can do well in school, be a good boy at home and understand my parents' good intentions.

My father doesn't expect anything from us. He just hopes that we will be useful, that we will be in shine on you, and that our future life will be better. My father's composition 6

My father is diabetic, and all the animal mothers often joke that my father can't stay with us, or others will say that my mother abused my father.

My father is forty years old this year, but he is only forty years old, but his temples are covered with white hair. My mother always says that he is young and gray, but I think he is worried.

Dad is worried about my study.

I remember once in primary school, I only got more than 8 points in math test. Holding that test paper and looking at that pathetic score, I almost burst into tears. In my study, my father has always been very strict with me and has high expectations for me. If he sees the test paper, he will give me a good beating. Thought of here, I was terrified. I seem to see my father holding up a branch and beating me hard. I went home in fear and trembling, waiting for the storm to come. After a while, my father came back and he read the test paper. Unexpectedly, he didn't break into a furious rage, but comforted me softly and said, "Son, you didn't do well in the exam this time. Try harder next time!" " Then, he began to patiently tell me questions and help me analyze the reasons for my mistakes. Finally, I corrected all the wrong questions.

Dad's health is not very good. He has diabetes and pancreatitis. I remember one time, when my father came back from a trip outside, he went to the hospital. Because he ate badly outside, he lay down for nearly half a month.

My father is good at math. When he looks at any math problems and gives me an analysis, I will divide them by three times and five times.

This is my father, my favorite father! My father's composition 7

My father is a high school math teacher. His eyes are bright and he wears a pair of black glasses, which really looks like a knowledgeable doctor. My father has a black mole next to his nose. He likes to wear a pair of black shoes, a white shirt and dark brown pants. That's so handsome!

My father knows a lot of things! He can learn profound mathematics, play the ever-changing Rubik's Cube, and build strange Legos ... Look, is my father awesome? I still like my father teaching me math best, and my handsome father is patient in teaching me math! One day, I was learning olympiad such as arithmetic puzzles. When I saw Example 6, I found that there are only two known conditions, and the others are boxes, which need to be filled in by myself. Oh, this question is too difficult! I thought hard for five minutes and then I wanted to give up. But where's dad? His brow wrinkled, and he worked out the answer as quickly as a brother Hugh. It was really fast! Then, my father explained it to me carefully, and I soon understood it. Dad also patiently told me to be patient when doing problems. He was like this when he was a child, but now he has changed. "I see, you must persevere in everything!" I shouted excitedly. Dad said happily, "Good boy!"

This is my father, a patient and handsome father. My father's composition 8

"Think about your back, I feel tough; Touching your hands, I feel hardships ... "Every time I hear this song, I will think of my father's silent love for me, and my father's selfless dedication to me.

in my memory, there is always a paragraph that I can't forget. I remember one time, my father took me to sew needles to play. It was the first time I went there to play and everything I saw was fresh. I still remember that it was very hot that day, and the running water of the stream made a noise. I really wanted to jump in! When my father saw my expression, he seemed to understand my mind, helped me take off my shoes and socks, and told me, "Be careful, don't slip." I quickly nodded and jumped into the stream, playing and making fun in the water. Suddenly, I found the "New World"-a little bee. I didn't know why it stayed on the shore. My curiosity drove me to walk over, and then I stepped on it gently. Unexpectedly, this step angered the bee and it stung my foot severely. As a result, I cried. At this time, my father quickly pulled me out of the water and asked with concern, "What's the matter, son?" I said, "Woo-hoo-it's a bee. It bit my foot, and it hurts-hurts." Dad quickly lifted my foot, pulled out the stinger stuck on it, and then washed it with clear water. Then he said, "The bee is our good friend. If you step on it, it will sting you. Don't do this again! Does it still hurt? " He has been holding me and won't let me walk. It is very warm to think about it because of my father's love. My father's composition 9

My father is an intellectual. He loves studying and working, and he cares about me very much.

When I was 3 years old, he taught me to write hand in hand. I studied very hard and my handwriting was standardized. He also practices calligraphy every day, and also learns professional knowledge of measurement. In order to get the certificate of "appraiser", he studies hard and often stays up late at night.

Dad loves his job. He is serious and responsible for his work. He often goes to the countryside for research and investigation for work. He has never complained about being tired. After returning home, he has to write an investigation report overnight. I often have to work overtime on weekends and keep busy. He only loves me, has no time to accompany me and never takes me out to play. Because he devoted all his time to study and work.

when I was seven years old, he fell ill because of overwork, and soon passed away. At that time, I was only 7 years old. From time to time, I still clamored for my mother. I want my father ... I want my father ... and my mother coaxed me with tears in her eyes and said, "Good! I'll take you to find dad ... find ... "

Now I'm 9 years old and sensible. I understand that although my dad left me, he will live in my heart forever. I am proud to have such a father. I will follow my father's example and always remember what he said to me: "study hard, work hard and be a promising daughter." My father's composition 1

My father is 32 years old this year. I call my father many times, such as old father. We often play games together, playing 7k7k and especially adventurous.

My father is especially like a child, too. Why? Because he often plays games with me that only children and children can play, such as hide-and-seek, eagle catching chickens, forest ice fire and so on. I like my father very much. My father protects me like a chicken mother.

My father has fine features. His hair is black, but he still has a few white hairs. His little nose