Strict paternal love composition 1 "Only mothers are good in the world, and children with mothers are like treasures …" Everyone says that maternal love is great, and paternal love is sometimes severe, but it is also warm, selfless and beautiful.
Every day when I come home from work, whether in the study, dining room or living room, he will greet me with a smile. But when it comes to learning, his face becomes very harsh when he brushes, and he relentlessly asks for rewriting if his handwriting is not neat. Who is this man? Yes, he is my father! Once I did a problem, I thought it was very simple. I wrote the answer directly, without writing the process. Dad stood up and said seriously, "although the answer is correct, there is no thinking process, which means that your thinking is not rigorous, and it is absolutely useless for you to do the problem." Although the answer is correct and important, the thinking process is more important. " It is this strict fatherly love that makes my grades rise steadily.
Besides studying as a tutor, speaking of playing, I admire my father very much. He is proficient in basketball, football, table tennis and badminton. He never lets me play with him. He always lets me lose without mercy. No matter how I cry, he will still hit me. After losing, badminton became better and better. Slowly, I understand that the strong are always strong, and there are talents behind the talents. I learned to keep working hard and keep fighting. Strict fatherly love makes my game better and better.
As the saying goes, "strictness is love, and leniency is harm." Strictly speaking, this special love can make me thrive.
Strict fatherly love composition 2 fatherly love is as deep as a canyon, as wide as the sea and as high as a mountain. Fatherly love is so ordinary, but this kind of love is so extraordinary.
Once, I went home at night. I accidentally fell to the ground on the way, and bright red blood flowed out bit by bit. I bit my lip and limped home in pain. Father didn't even say a word of comfort after seeing it. He said calmly, "It's okay, Yuanyuan. You wipe off the blood with a wet towel and stop it with a cotton swab." I thought to myself: nothing! I turned blue next to the wound. The next day, my little foot was swollen like a steamed bun, and my mother told me not to go to school. In the evening, I washed my feet after finishing my homework, and then went to bed. After a while, when I was struggling to drink water, I heard my mother say, "Aren't you too cruel to hurt the child so badly?" Dad said, "I did that to cultivate her courage and strong will." I don't love her. " Mother sighed and was struck dumb by the refutation.
At this time, my eyes were full of tears and kept spinning. My father did that to let me grow up and learn to deal with my own wounds. I finally understand my father's strict fatherly love!
Strict fatherly love composition 3 maternal love is like water, and fatherly love is like a mountain. A mother's love is gentle, but a father's love is severe. And my father is particularly strict, so I have rejected my father since I was a child and often stuck to my mother.
I remember one night, I came back late from my mother's school after finishing my homework. So, I quickly poured face wash water to wash. Seeing my mother's socks by the sink, I put them on the hanger without much thought, and then went to bed.
In the middle of the night, I was sleeping soundly in bed when I was suddenly called up. I vaguely saw that it was my father. I looked at the alarm clock again. It was only two in the morning! Dad made me stand in the corner and said, "Why did you hang up mom's socks?" I replied, "I saw my mother's socks there, so I took them by the way." "Did you ask?" "Of course I asked!" "When did you ask?" "Dad, do I want to do something good?" "Mom's socks haven't been washed yet!" Dad said sternly. Under the "storm" of my father, I had to give up. It' s really "intentional planting flowers and flowers"!
Then my mother and I had a heart-to-heart talk. I finally understand that my father's lesson this time is to make me understand that in the future, I should be meticulous, read more books, ask more questions, honor my parents and try my best to share some housework for them. Only then did I understand my father's good intentions.
Although my father's love is a bit harsh, I still cherish it
Strict fatherly love composition 4 Everyone must have experienced different love. There are: parents' love, teachers' love, classmates' love, grandparents' love ... but the most touching thing is of course parents' love. Parents are the people who take us into the door of life; And a teacher of a lesson in our life. ...
I remember once I invited Wang Xinying and Ma Xinyi to my house for their birthday. My mother said to me, "I can take tomorrow off." I'll stay and cook you steak! " "The father on the side was unhappy and said," My daughter is so old, let her take her classmates to a buffet! """The child is still young. Besides, the steak has been bought. If you don't eat it, it will go bad." "If you don't exercise her, what will you do in society when you grow up?" "But if you let her go to the buffet by herself, what if she meets a bad guy?" "There are special people watching, how can she meet bad people!" I ran into my room to find a way, while my parents were still arguing loudly in the living room. ...
After a few days, I suddenly understood. Although I don't agree with my father's point of view, I know that both father and mother start from the same point, and that is love. Love is a little bit in life; Love is a little thing in life. Let's work together to create a world full of love!
When I was a child, my father's love was kind. When I made a mistake, when I accidentally did something stupid, my father always touched my head with his thick and heavy hand and said kindly, "Don't make such a mistake again next time, or you will suffer." So, I threw myself into my father's arms in a coquetry way and kissed him on his stubble-covered face. I remember that whenever there were stars, my father took my hand and went to the top of the building to count them. I snuggled up in my father's arms and counted the stars in the sky, always falling asleep unconsciously. ...
When I grow up, my father's love is deep and strict. My father will criticize me when I fail the exam. I had to stand aside and wait for my father to finish before timidly saying, "Dad, I'm sorry." When my father heard this, he didn't say anything, but waved his hand gently and motioned for me to enter the house. I picked up the test paper and walked confidently in the ocean of knowledge.
I understand my father's strict love for me. My father wants me to step into the society better and become a useful person to the country and society. My father expressed his love in different ways. He was kind when he was a child and stern when he grew up, but his starting point was love. I don't know if the way my father loves me will change in the future, but I believe that my father's love will accompany me through the ups and downs of life and cross the obstacles on the road of life. ...
What is fatherly love? Father's love is an endless Han River.
My father is a lamp on my life, guiding me forward. Dad, in my eyes, you are a strict father. I seldom see a smile on your face, but I know that my father must love and support me silently behind my back.
Dad, you know what? You always criticize me for watching TV without finishing my homework. I was very unhappy, but I peeked at the TV. That time you hit me was the worst time in my memory. I thought you didn't love me. Why? Did you just watch TV? As for being so angry? I didn't understand you then.
But since that happened, it has changed my view of you. Once, a neighbor's child went to the hospital to have his eyes examined. His eyesight is highly nearsighted, and his study drops rapidly. The reason is that he watches TV after school. I finally understand your father. You mean well, and you only hit me for my own good.
Dad, I understand you! What father will not be kind to his children! You hit me that time for my own good. I heard from my mother that you cried very sadly after hitting me that time. Dad, I'll give you a suggestion, too. Next time you deal with a problem, think about it seriously, otherwise it will easily make people sad.
At noon that day, I read in the newspaper that the "Love Cup" hard pen calligraphy competition had begun. I designed a picture and printed it.
I concentrated on "engraving" word by word, practicing over and over again, and finally succeeded.
I showed my mother my masterpiece. My mother jumped up and down with joy like a child and shouted, "This work is great. Did you really write it? " I nodded, and my mother said solemnly, "I declare that Zhao Zihao has officially become a member of the Calligraphy Association!" I received a lot of praise.
At this time, my father greeted the door and entered. I think: Dad studied calligraphy for several years after graduating from college. He must think that all the best works in the world belong to this one, and he will be surprised.
As soon as my father stepped into the house, my mother came forward and said, "My son has written a good work on a westward journey." I also showed a smug expression.
"Come here," my father said, pointing to this painting. "The vertical of the building is too long. The vertical on the right side of this mountain is too high, too wide, and once too narrow, while the cold treasure cover is slightly wider, which is the widest ..." Almost two-thirds of the mistakes were made, and a pot of cold water was poured, which made me feel cold all over.
Later, my work won an award. At this moment, I understand. No matter what kind of love, if there is only one kind of love, it can lead people astray, and the Grand Canyon in rolling in the deep will never extricate itself. It needs two kinds of love to support, so that the boat of life will not be blown down by any wind. I also tried to catch the boat of life and sail out steadily.
Strict fatherly love composition 8 I read the two texts "Wonderful" and "Terrible", which benefited me a lot in my life.
Buddy has a kind mother and a strict father. Mom always encourages Buddy as always: "Great!" But my father realistically punched Buddy: "It's terrible." But these two conclusions did not make him lose confidence in writing and become a famous writer when he grew up. It suddenly dawned on him that a writer needs the strength from his mother, but this alone is incomplete and may lead people astray. The starting point of these two extreme assertions is the same-love.
I also have a kind mother and a strict father. When I fell, my mother couldn't wait to help me up and said kindly, "What happened? Does it hurt? " Father was indifferent and said, "Where you fall, you must get up." These two different kinds of love make me both shy and proud. Only by working harder will I win my father's praise.
I carefully hold the boat in my life so that it will not be blown down by any wind. Parents' love is different. Only by savoring it carefully can we understand the true meaning of love. My parents' love is like the sea, holding me in my arms. Parents' love is like a tree, holding up a green umbrella for me; My parents' love is like the sky, which makes me fly freely. ...
Yes, everyone needs the strength from his mother and the warning from his father, "Be serious, pay attention, summarize and improve!" " "
Strict fatherly love composition 9 In life, parents' love can be seen everywhere. Motherly love is kind love, and fatherly love is severe love.
One day last summer vacation, my cousin Leng came to our house from Nong 'an. We played outside all day and came home at night to sort out the snacks we bought in the supermarket during the day.
Suddenly found my favorite-"palm crisp" crispy noodles, which happened to be my cousin's favorite, only one pack. So, my cousin and I quarreled. Because I am two grades older than my cousin, I easily grabbed the "palm cake". Dad saw it and kicked me out of the living room and back to my room.
The next day, after my cousin and my third aunt left, my father called me to the bedroom and scolded me, which made me particularly uncomfortable. Dad said seriously, "I love you when I hit you." I hope you can remember that you must not bully the small with the big. " You are old enough to understand! "
Dad's words made me feel ashamed and thought, I really shouldn't! It's rare for my cousin to come to my house once, and I'm still fighting for food with her like this. I can't bully my cousin anymore. Dad hit me and my heart ached. I can't be selfish for food anymore. My cousin is younger than me and still a guest. I should give her something good, and when she finishes eating, she can jump into the snacks.
Strict fatherly love again and again made me realize more mistakes again and again. Father's love is a pair of wheels that push me to success.