A poem about father's back-mending (a sentence about father's back) 1. Sentences about father's back
1, I saw him wearing a small black hat, a big black jacket and a dark blue cotton robe, stumbling to the railway and slowly leaning down. It was not difficult. But it is not easy for him to climb the platform over there when he crosses the railway. He climbed up with both hands, and his feet shrank again; His fat body leans slightly to the left, showing signs of hard work. (Actually, it's written in the back)
When his back was mixed with people coming and going, and I couldn't find it anymore, I came in and sat down, and my tears came again. I read here, and in the crystal tears, I saw the back of that chubby, blue cotton gown and black mandarin jacket. (Virtual Write-back)
Zhu Ziqing's Back, Moonlight on the Lotus Pond and Spring are classic works in China's modern prose, which makes Zhu Ziqing a famous essayist.
2. Sentences describing father's back
After I was admitted to the high school in the town, my parents made everyone laugh with joy.
The night before school started, my father quietly said to my mother, "I won't take the bus tomorrow." I'll take a shortcut with a tricycle to send Crystal to report for duty. Save three dollars and buy a bottle of ink. "
I am listening outside the door, my nose is sour: Dad, for the future of your child, you get up early, scrimp and save, and your heart is broken! After breakfast the next day, my father put my bedclothes on the tricycle pedal, wiped his mouth and said with mirth, "Jinger, get on the bus." Dad will send you. "
In midsummer, geothermal, windy and hot, the sun is more like a pot of fire, red and bright, making people sweat all over. Dad pedaled hard on the rugged mountain road, and his face was burned red, like a red-hot iron.
"Dad, hat." I quickly put a straw hat on him.
"I don't have to, you wear it! Scholars, when their brains are exposed, will become stupid and will not get good grades. " He held the faucet in his hand, turned around and put the straw hat on my head.
Wearing a straw hat, I looked at my father's sweaty back, and a past came to my mind: it was the summer vacation of the second day of junior high school, the weather was so hot and the air was so dry. Many people my father's age enjoy the cool in the shade. Dad is a restless man. After wandering around the house yard for a long time, I couldn't find a job. I rubbed my hands and said to my mother, "I'm going up the mountain to collect some herbs."
Our crystal is going to high school, so we have to save some money. "I just heard this and said, Dad, I'll go with you. "
He looked me up and down: "I have grown up and seen a lot." So the father and son trudged on the winding mountain road with medicine baskets on their backs.
When I reached the steep cliff, I was panting and sweating. Dad looked up at the steep mountain wall, looked down at me tired, and said solemnly, "I'll go up and have a look myself."
You pick in this ravine and don't go up. Remember, don't go up. "His words are very tough and there is no room for discussion.
I know that accidents often happen when climbing. Dad was afraid of one thousand, so he left me under the cliff.
Looking at his hard climbing and sweaty back, my eyes blurred ... "Take a break and have a meal." Dad's words interrupted my memory, and the car had stopped beside a pile of jagged red stones.
He took the boiled egg out of the old yellow canvas bag, knocked on the stone, peeled the shell and handed it to me. "Eat quickly, don't be hungry." Then he gave me a bottle of mineral water.
While wiping his sweat, he walked to the stone pond and secretly sent coarse corn bread to his mouth, his cheeks bulging. After eating, I picked up the water in the stone pond, drank it with a splash, and then stood up with satisfaction.
Looking at his back bent down too early because of hard work, my eyes filled with tears. The school has finally arrived.
Dad took my luggage down and rummaged for a long time before he found a crumpled stack of RMB: "I'll give you 80 yuan first, so save the flowers." Then I stuffed all the boiled eggs into my bag.
I cried: "Dad, I will go home to see you and mom on Sunday." Dad nodded, and then quickly shook his head: "Come back on holiday.
It's a long way and it costs money to go back and forth. Study hard at school, read more books ... don't miss home, do you hear? "I choked speechless, only hard to nod.
In the misty eyes, I saw my father's eyes moist, but he held back, bowed his head and buttoned my coat, dragging it back and forth: "I have work to do, so I won't send you in." Take care in the future. If anything happens, just bring a message back. "
The sun is shining in the afternoon and the ground is dizzy. Dad left in the heat on a tricycle.
I stood on a high place, looking at his back, clothes sticking to his back, sweating like rain. My nose is sour and tears can't stop flowing downwards.
3. Sentence paragraph about father's back
Someone's back
I haven't seen my father for over two years. What I can't forget most is his back.
That winter, my grandmother died and my father was relieved of his job. This is a day when it never rains but it pours. I went from Beijing to Xuzhou, and I plan to go home with my father. I went to Xuzhou to see my father, saw the messy things in the yard, and thought of my grandmother. I can't help crying. Father said, "Well, don't be sad, but God never shuts one door but he opens another!" " "
Going home to sell pawns, my father lost money; Borrowing money for the funeral again. The situation at home these days is very bleak, partly for the funeral and partly for my father's leisure. After the funeral, my father will go to Nanjing to work, and I will go back to Beijing to study. Let's go together.
In Nanjing, a friend made an appointment to go sightseeing and stayed for one day. The next morning, I will cross the river to Pukou and get on the bus in the afternoon. Because my father is busy, he has decided not to send it, and found a familiar waiter in the hotel to accompany him. He repeatedly told the waiter to be very careful. But he finally worried that the waiter was not suitable; I hesitated for a moment. In fact, I was twenty years old that year, and I have traveled to and from Beijing two or three times, so it doesn't matter. He hesitated for a while and finally decided to take me personally. I advised him not to go; He just said, "Never mind, they can't walk well!"
We crossed the river and entered the station. I bought a ticket and he was busy looking after the luggage. There is too much luggage, so you have to tip the porter to go. He is busy bargaining with them again. I was really smart at that time, and I always thought he was going to interrupt myself because he didn't speak well, but he finally settled the price; Walk me to the car. He chose a chair near the door for me; I spread out the purple coat he made for me and sat down. He told me to be careful on the road, to be alert at night and not to catch a cold. And let the waiter take good care of me. I laughed at his pedantry in my mind; They only know money, they just ask for it! Can't people my age take care of themselves? Well, now that I think about it, it was really clever at that time!
I said, "Dad, you go." He looked out of the car and said, "I'll buy some oranges." You stay here and don't walk around. "I think there are some vendors waiting for customers outside the fence on the platform over there. To get to the platform over there, you have to cross the railway, jump down and climb up. Father is a fat man, so it is naturally more troublesome to walk there. I was going to go, but he refused, so I had to let him go. It was not difficult to see him limping to the railway and leaning down slowly, wearing a small black hat, a big black jacket and a dark blue cotton robe. But it is not easy for him to climb the platform over there when he crosses the railway. He climbed up with both hands, and his feet shrank again; His fat body leans slightly to the left, showing signs of hard work. Then I saw his back, and my tears soon flowed down. I quickly dried my tears. I'm afraid he will see it, and I'm afraid others will see it. When I looked out again, he had come back with the bright red orange in his arms. When crossing the railway, he first scattered oranges on the ground, climbed down slowly, picked them up and left. When I arrived here, I hurried to help him. He and I walked to the front of the car and put oranges on my fur coat. So I dived into the dirt on my clothes and felt very relaxed. After a while, he said, "I'm leaving. Write it there! " I watched him go out. He took a few steps, looked back at me and said, "Go in, there's no one inside. "When his back was mixed with people coming and going, I couldn't find it anymore, so I came in and sat down, and tears came again.
In recent years, my father and I have been running around, and the situation at home is getting worse and worse. When he was a teenager, he went out to make a living, made his own living and did many great things. I didn't know the original environment was so depressing! He was so sad that he couldn't control himself. If you are depressed in the middle, it is natural to send it out; Family trifles often touch his anger. He treats me differently. But in the last two years, he finally forgot my shortcomings and only thought about me and my son. After I came to the north, he wrote me a letter, which said: "I am in good health, but my arm hurts badly." It's not convenient to pick up a pen, so my departure time is not far away. " I read here, and in the crystal tears, I saw the back of that fat, blue cotton robe and black mandarin jacket. Alas! I don't know when I can see him again!