Writing on the theme of father

In our daily study, work and life, everyone has the experience of writing a composition, so you are familiar with it. Composition is a style composed of words, which expresses a theme through language organization after people's ideological consideration. So, how to write a composition? The following is my carefully arranged composition on the topic of father, hoping to help everyone.

Write on my father 1 "I love you" These are three simple words. Others can say it in a second, but for my father, I have said it for so many years.

Sixteen years ago, I was born in this world. As long as I can remember, my father never hit me even if I made a mistake. At most, he said a few words to me. Every time I do something wrong, my mother is the first to hit me with a stick. Dad will often say something very philosophical to me. Dad likes singing best. I don't brag. He sings very well. I like listening very much. I have been watching The Voice of China these days, and his eyes tell him that he yearns for it and singing is his dream. I began to study singing hard, hoping that one day, I could stand on the stage and cheer with my father's dream. I believe I can do it!

I can say less intimate things to my father, almost to my mother. It turns out that all I know is Mother's Day. Later, I learned that there was a Father's Day. I remember one day, several students were chanting today's Father's Day. Next to the public telephone in the canteen, several classmates came over with a smile and asked me if I had called. I'm embarrassed to prevaricate. Finally, I got up the courage to make a phone call and dialed the number, and my heart was like a deer running around. The phone is connected, and my hand is a little shaky. "Hello, Dad, it's me." "Ah, ah, what's the matter? Is there enough money? " I blushed and said, "No, today is Father's Day. Happy holidays, Dad." "Ha ha, thank you." Dad seemed a little embarrassed and hung up after a few words of family talk. This is the first time I can remember that I heard my father say "thank you" to me. My heart is really warm.

I feel very gratified because my father is very happy. In fact, I love my father very much, and my father loves me very much. Affection is the most beautiful thing in the world. Maybe sometimes love is hard to open in your heart, but it is enough to make you unforgettable, and it is better than thousands of sweet words.

Father said he could only stay for 30 minutes in the end. Time is really short, but as long as I can get along well with my father for a while, no matter how short the time is, no matter how rough life is, I can smile ... Zhong Zhen is running out, and I must do something impressive. ...

However, I originally thought so, only to find that what impressed me was nothing more than eating, drinking and having fun. If you go to eat a big meal, you can't finish it for more than half an hour. Go to the playground and have fun. You can't finish it in half an hour. Therefore, it is really not easy to eat, drink and be merry at once in such a short time. Well, my stomach is growling at this moment. Dad looked at me with a smile, and I smiled gently. Dad suggested, "Why don't we go to dinner?" I nodded and said noncommittally, "Yes, but I can't finish eating delicious food for half an hour." ! Instead, I suddenly remembered and said, "I remember that there is a vegetarian noodle shop opposite our school that is particularly delicious. Let's go, it will be completed in 20 minutes! " Dad nodded and said, "Suit yourself! "

My father and I walked on the main road, as if to show off, and saw that this is my father, even if he is not tall, even if he is not clean, even if he is not rich, even if he is not handsome, but he is my father! He is the only man in the world who held my hand and brought me up when I was a child. He will look at me with loving eyes and grow up with me bit by bit. He is the only man I love, respect and respect most!

People say that maternal love is great, and I think fatherly love is also great. My father took care of me when I was sick, explained to me when I encountered problems, and helped me check whether I had brought all the school tools when I went back to school on weekends ... Among them, what impressed me the most was that I forgot to bring something when I went back to school.

Going back to school on Sunday, finishing packing books in the classroom, my heart thumped and I thought, Oh, no! I forgot to bring the newspaper, but I will read it in the morning check tomorrow! So I quickly went downstairs to find my father. After seeing my father, I scratched my ears and cheeks, and my heart was pounding. While gesturing, I stammered, "Dad, I forgot my newspaper!" " "Dad was shocked." Can I borrow one from my classmates? "Dad asked anxiously, frowning." No, "I looked at my father imploringly and said," Do you have any other way? "My father mused. After a while, he whispered," I'll go and see if there is a newsstand around the school. If there is a newspaper, I'll buy one. "It was windy that day, and my father hurried out of the school gate and disappeared in the dark and cold night. While I was waiting anxiously, I was worried that all the stall owners in the nearby newsstand had gone home early. While praying, I hope my father will come back soon. I have been looking up at the clock in the classroom, and everyone is ready to go back to the dormitory. I was disappointed, thinking that my father must have gone home without buying a newspaper. Suddenly, I saw a familiar figure appear in front of me. I took a closer look. It turned out that my father was panting at the door of the classroom, waving a newspaper in his hand. I was so happy that I rushed over at once.

I introduced the news about the weather to you during the inspection on Monday morning, which was very successful. Although this newspaper is only 1 yuan, it contains my father's deep and selfless fatherly love for me.

People often say, "Father loves mountains and mother loves springs." Today I'm going to talk about what fatherly love is.

I remember once, my family went to the mall together. When we enter the store, the first thing we see is clothes, and we will see snacks after a few steps. Finally, I saw cabinets and toys.

Seeing a room full of toys, I suddenly forgot that we came to the mall to buy bowls and chopsticks, so I took my fashionable mother to the toy store. I saw different shapes of toys, robots, plush toys, remote-controlled cars, remote-controlled planes on the shelf ... I saw the Lego puzzle on it at a glance and called my mother to buy it for me.

But the serious father said coldly, "Don't buy, go!" " "My hopeful heart is broken, but Lego is my favorite! Feeling depressed, I had to follow my parents to buy other daily necessities. Holding back my tears, I have a hundred annoying dads in my heart.

A few days later, I was doing my homework in my room. Father pushed open the door of the room and said, "Baby, what do you think this is?" I see. Isn't this a long-awaited toy? Later, my mother told me that because the final exam was coming, my father was afraid that it would affect my study, so he decided not to buy it. After the exam, my father was going to the mall to buy a surprise for me. As a result, he found that this model was sold out and ordered it for me online. Hearing this, I thought to myself: Last time I was complaining that my father didn't buy me toys, I was complaining about him, too! Really shouldn't!

Father's love is like a lamp, illuminating my way forward; Father's love is like an umbrella, sheltering me from the wind and rain; Father's love is like a pillar, bearing the burden of getting married and starting a family, and loving me forever!

What is fatherly love to you? What is a clear spring in the desert? Is it a torch in the ice and snow? Is it a hot summer breeze? Or like a small fish can't live without water?

In my childhood eyes, my father existed like a beast.

When I was a child, I was very naughty. When I came to my neighbor's house, I was completely naughty. Kick the basket washbasin for a while and climb the table for a while. My father saw it and called me. I sat down next to him, motionless, for fear that I would be endangered by anger. At that time, the person I was most afraid of was my dad, and the person closest to me was him.

When I grow up, my father and I are more like brothers. Do I have to hit him twice and say something to him? But in my study, he helped me the most.

My math scores have been unsatisfactory since primary school. As soon as I got home at night, he helped me review my math and taught me seriously. He broke his heart in order to improve my math scores.

Father loves smoking, and he can never have a pack a day. He hates the smell of smoke. During that time, I was sick and very sensitive to the smell of cigarettes. My father actually gave up smoking for me. I felt my father's love for me.

I like small animals, especially visiting the zoo. During the summer vacation, my father specially asked for leave to accompany me to the zoo. Along the way, I ran and jumped excitedly. I accidentally fell and broke my skin. Father scolded me, saying that I walked carelessly and didn't look at the road. Don't let me come out to play next time. Then, I quietly visited the zoo behind him.

Dad's existence is extraordinary to me.

The greatest thing in the world is fatherly love. My father has two kinds of love for me, one is kind love and the other is severe love.

As my kind father, he always gives me infinite love. I remember once, I had a cold and a fever of 39℃. My father got up in the middle of the night and picked me up and ran to the hospital. When I arrived at the hospital, my father was "covered in water". When I was a child, I was very naughty and smashed all the windows in my neighbor's house. Afterwards, I admitted my mistake. My father didn't hit me and said to me, "My son has grown up and is sensible."

This is my father as a kind father. When he is my strict father, the situation is very different, completely different.

My father likes writing calligraphy very much. Under the influence of my father, I gradually fell in love with calligraphy. At first, I was too tired to practice writing. My father told me sternly that to learn calligraphy, you must keep your eyes open and stay indoors. And be persistent, be patient, and hold your breath when writing. I practiced doubtfully. Sure enough, there is progress. Once, the teacher called my father and said that I hadn't behaved well recently. Dad said sternly, "Read thousands of books and take Wan Li Road." You have to understand the meaning of this sentence. If you read more books, you will naturally have knowledge and you will be able to travel all over the world. But if you have no knowledge, how can you travel around the world? And reading should be serious and rigorous.

My father, who taught me how to be a man; He taught me how to get along with people; He taught me how to study. Ah! Father, you are strict and kind, like a blazing sun, appearing in the blue sky, building my self-confidence barrier with your blazing light. I want to say from the bottom of my heart: "Behind a successful teenager, there must be a great father helping him." Ah! Father, you have worked hard. Flowers repay nature with rich fragrance, and I will repay you with progress! "

Father is always busy from morning till night, even if he has a little leisure, he is dragged to drink by others. Father is proud, so he is embarrassed to refuse others' invitation. Since then, my father seldom goes home, and often lives in the unit for convenience.

I wasn't at home when I was at school, and my mother was at home alone. Because my father doesn't often eat at home, my mother doesn't often cook and eat to save trouble, and she has lost a lot of weight over time.

Father is too busy, so I can't go to see him during the holiday. I remember that every Spring Festival, he only has two or three days off. After those days, he will never see him again.

Father is really too busy.

My father's job changed last year. I thought my father could finally stop being as busy as before, but his new job is busier than before. Sometimes my father always shows his unique spirit in front of me, but he still can't hide it to the extreme. I found that my father always suffers from insomnia at night and his eyes are still bloodshot during the day. I think it's probably because of too much work pressure.

The annual physical examination arrived, and my father was afraid of the physical examination report and what disease he had. That day, my father sat listlessly on the sofa, with a medical report in his hand and his eyes closed. Mom came over, picked up the medical report, looked at it, and said nothing. Later, I also read the physical examination report and found that my father really suffered too much. Looking at the report, it says: high blood pressure, neurasthenia, high cholesterol ... looking at his face, he was already in tears.

Father is in his prime, how can he age so quickly?

I want to find a photo with my father, but I haven't found it for a long time. After thinking about it, I really didn't take pictures together in my memory.

Dad is not often at home. He often goes out when he is at home, and seldom sees him at dinner time. I was in this state until I left home for another city. The feeling between us is strange. I don't remember him growing up with me.

He was deeply impressed by my youth. First of all, when I go to kindergarten, my mother will walk for a few days, let me sleep with my father, put me in his quilt, and I will climb out of his leg and cry, and I will hurt me; When I was in kindergarten, he picked up a small sparrow from the tree and we broke its foot. In the small yard, fly down together; Third, in primary school, he took me after school, rode on a small stone and threw me into a ditch; Fourth, the gas in the wine was washed away.

After studying abroad, I will go home every month. He is often absent, but I will buy hula soup, pancakes and fried dough sticks in the morning. I want to invite my grandparents to dinner. He has to pay the bill quickly and tell me how much money he has saved for me. When he has enough money, he will give it to me. Dad is very polite to me, like an outsider, but we are not a family. I'm sorry to think about it.

Dad never knew what we wanted. But my sister and I must love him.

Last year, I finally told him, Dad, don't smoke or drink for your health. You have no idea how much I hate cigarettes and alcohol. I will never touch these two strange things in my life.

Today is Father's Day, and I can't help thinking of my father.

My father left me for many years. I remember it was Dan's first year of school. It was "October 10th".

Now that I think about it, my father's figure is still a little clear, little camel, always rushing home. I remember my mother said that my father used to be the captain of the brigade. Every year, a group of rural people come to visit and study. This is the only small piece of rice in the family, and my father always lends it to the team to entertain guests. Therefore, the team has also won many awards and honors.

Father is a bit like a new thing. Two fathers took money out to buy things, but didn't buy them. They bought radios, electric fans and other things, blaming their mothers and what their fathers said.

When I was in the third grade of junior high school, my father had been in bed for several years. This is correct. Every night when reading, my father will wake up to remind me to go to bed early. When I go to school in the morning, I always find a meatball in the lunch box. My mom said that my dad knew I liked meatballs, so he asked my mom to put them in the meat oil. I take one to school for dinner every day.

After being admitted by Mr. Dan, the whole family was very happy, but the cost of going to school became a burden. After my father died, my mother told me that he would not go to the hospital because of the cost of going to school. Father also knows that getting sick means spending a little more money and living for a few more years at most.

This is my father, a father who likes drinking, playing mahjong and loving children. If I am still alive, I want to have a drink with him. ......

A mother's love is like the sea, and a father's love is like a mountain. We usually think that maternal love is the greatest, but I don't think so. I think fatherly love is greater than maternal love.

If you want to talk about my father, he is very concerned about my study and health. When I don't do well in the exam, he will sum up the reasons with me for an hour or two. When I have a cold or fever, he always takes me to the hospital after work.

I remember once, I had a fever at night. When my father habitually came to see me, he found that I was hot all over, so he turned on the light to take my temperature. Five minutes later, when the thermometer was removed, my father was shocked and I had a high fever of 40℃. Dad quickly woke up his mother, who reluctantly said, "Why? Why did you wake me up? " "My son has a fever, and you can still sleep!" "Ah, then hurry to the hospital!" Mom got up and said. My father gave me antipyretics and my mother took me to the hospital. After registration, skin test and hanging water, my father stayed with me all the time, not sleepy at all, while my mother followed lazily, saying "Oh, I'm so sleepy." The doctor prescribed me two bottles of liquid medicine. After hanging the water, I said to my father, "Dad, aren't you sleepy?" "I'm not sleepy!" However, from his appearance, I feel that he is very sleepy. Hanging in the water for a long time, my father sat beside me without saying a word, yawned from time to time, but didn't sleep, while my mother was already sleepy and slept soundly with her head on her father's shoulder.

At that time, I wanted to cry. My father cares about me very much, but sometimes I am naughty and cause him trouble. That's right. My father loves me like a mountain. My father protected me like a mountain, so I want to thank my father now. Dad, I love you.

My father is thirty-eight years old. He is handsome and tall, and always likes a crew cut. Under the black eyebrows, there are a pair of bright eyes, a high nose, a slight smile and white teeth. However, his skin is a little black, and I often joke with him: "Are you so black and African?" Dad smiled and touched my head and rubbed it hard.

Dad is very kind and strict with me. The first thing when I came back from work was to ask me what I learned that day, and then smiled and said to me, "puppy, please get ready." Let's review what we learned today. " So, he silently wrote Chinese words and English words for me, and even gave me some math problems. After I finished, my father began to check my study. Seeing that everything was done right, I said happily, "I learned well today!" " Keep trying. "

Of course, when I found that my study was not satisfactory, my father looked fierce. His eyebrows rose and his eyes were wide open. He said to me loudly, "Look at this word you wrote. Write it again." "What's wrong with this problem? Take a good look at the topic, think about it, and then move. " As I spoke, my finger touched my forehead involuntarily. I am ashamed of myself!

Even so, I like my father very much. Because no matter how busy he is, he should care about my study, take me out to play and let me enjoy the beautiful scenery of nature. He loves me so much and cares about my growth.

Write 12 on the theme of father. How can you see the rainbow without experiencing wind and rain?

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Life is growing up in the process of constantly facing and overcoming setbacks. On the road of life, only by leaving solid footprints step by step can we reflect the value of life, which was inspired when my father and I walked together on the dirt road.

When the results of the competition came out, I learned that I had existed in Sun Shan in name only, and my mood was as gloomy as the weather at that time, covered with a layer of gloom, and I couldn't calm down for a long time.

When I got home, after dinner, my father saw that I was depressed and said that he would take me for a walk in the fields after I got home. I listlessly agreed. As it has just rained, the air is fresh, and the surrounding ears of rice and Shan Ye have experienced the baptism of wind and rain, which makes them look full of vitality. I looked at the vibrant scene and relaxed a little. At this time, my father said, "Can you find the footprints when we came?" I looked down at the ground and soon found it, showing it to my father. The father asked again, "Can you find these footprints on a sunny day?" I answered no at once, and my father asked me why. I said, "Because of the rain, the land became muddy, so it left traces." As he walked, his father said, "Isn't this like life?" "Life?" I suddenly realized, yes, only after experiencing the baptism of wind and rain can we leave traces on the road of life and realize the value of life. I watched my father's firm steps and thought carefully about the wisdom gained in the process.

Frustration is the storm on the road of life. After the baptism of wind and rain, we can leave traces of life, create the value of life and write the meaning of life.

I am full of energy and fighting spirit. I will never forget the wisdom I gained when I walked with my father on a dirt road. I will come out one by one, show my value, and write a road to success for myself with actions.

Today is Father's Day. It is said that this festival is from abroad, mainly because children express their respect for their fathers, and their fathers work hard. I am no exception, but I also want to give my father a special surprise gift, so that I can get up in the morning, wash my face and brush my teeth, and then clean up. I began to think about what gift to give his father. But when he woke up, my good friend Wang Longsheng invited him out to play. He had a good time and didn't come back until noon. After coming back, I can't wait to go out and play games after eating in a hurry. Dad stopped me and scolded me, saying that I didn't finish my homework. How can I manage my study? As a student, the most important task is to study. Only what I have learned and mastered will become a useful person to society in the future.

After listening to my father's words, I felt deeply ashamed of my behavior. I quickly admitted my mistake to my father and promised not to make any more mistakes. I said to my father, "Dad, I'll finish my homework right away, and then you take me to buy presents." I will give it to you, because today is your holiday. "Hearing this, my father smiled happily:" The promise you made to me just now is a gift for me. "

I was deeply moved by my great father's love, and I secretly made up my mind to study hard and grow up to be a smart person, which is what my father expected of me!

Composition on the topic of father 14 is a big man with a pair of bright eyes and a swarthy face. It is a modern version of Zhang Fei, but it is very powerful, but my father's character is not as reckless and rude as Zhang Fei, but as cautious as wool.

I remember when I was four years old, my father and I went to the street to buy bread. Dad picked up the bread and read it again and again. I think he is looking at the production date to see if it has expired or leaked. If I want him to buy jelly, I have to write an application for jelly first. Dad is not stingy in doing so. He is thinking about my health, because he often says to me, "Eating snacks is not good for your health!" " "

Although my father always cares about my health, I am still ill.

I vaguely remember the day when I was six years old. Somehow, I suddenly had a high fever, and my father was anxious. He first took out the thermometer and put it in my mouth, and then immediately took out all kinds of medicines from the medicine cabinet. To tell the truth, there are too many medicines, which really dazzles me and I don't know which one to drink. Although my father was in a hurry, I felt that he was afraid that I would eat by mistake and dared not make a move, so he read the instructions on the medicine box and made sure that it was correct.

I took the medicine, and my father said, "Let's go to the hospital." I have no choice but to go. Just arrived at the hospital, my father asked the doctor, "Is it an injection or medicine?" I was frightened when I heard about the injection. I'm afraid of pain! The doctor said, "Just prescribe some medicine." I was relieved and thought, now I can get rid of the pain of injection. The doctor prescribed some medicine, and my father and I went home.

Hehe, my dad is like this: Zhang Fei's face, Zhuge Liang's heart.

Fatherly love composition 15 Fatherly love is a ray of sunshine, which makes your heart warm as spring even in cold winter. Father's love is a clear spring, which makes your feelings pure even if they are covered with the dust of years.

Father's love is a mountain peak, which makes your body and mind calm and firm even if you bear the wind, frost, rain and snow;

Fatherly love is a sea, which makes your soul kind and tolerant even if it encounters lightning and thunder.

Father's love is a bright light, so that your soul can see the bright road even on the edge of darkness;

Father's love is a breeze, father's love is like a mountain, so tall and majestic that I dare not climb it; Father's love is as profound as the sky, which makes me look up and pity and dare not scream; Father's love is like a river, slender and steady, which makes me afraid to set foot in it. Fatherly love is profound, great, pure and unrequited, but it is bitter, incomprehensible, melancholy and unattainable.

Father's love is a big umbrella, which has been propped up in rainy days. Father's love is a big mountain, tall and straight. Fatherly love is the sea of Wang Yang, rich and far-reaching. Father's love is a bright light in my life journey, which illuminates my journey when I am lost.

Father's love is a mountain! It will give me strength when I am in trouble, give me direction when I am confused, give me confidence when I am lost, congratulate me when I am successful, and alert my father. It is a towering mountain that supports my life!

Father's love is a ray of sunshine, which makes your heart warm like spring even in cold winter; Father's love is a clear spring, which makes your feelings pure even if they are covered with the dust of years. Father's love is like a heavy book, which is intriguing; Father's love is like a sweet wine with endless aftertaste.