In study, work or life, everyone must have come into contact with composition. Composition is a narrative method in which people express the relevant knowledge, experience and thoughts stored in their memory in written form. What kind of composition can be called an excellent composition? The following are my essays on dad topics that I have collected for everyone. You are welcome to read them. I hope you will like them. My Dad Topic Essay 1
I have a kind and kind-hearted father. He is ordinary in appearance, but very honest, and he feels particularly amiable and approachable.
Dad’s work is very heavy and he is very tired every day, but despite this, he always smiles and says to my sister and me every day when he comes back: “You must study hard in school and don’t do farm work all your life like dad. "I feel so sad when I see the wrinkles in my father's eyes when he smiles. Dad, I will study hard so that you and my mother can live a good life in the future.
I remember once, when I came back from school, I was immersed in a wonderful TV series and did not do my homework. My father came back from work and saw that I was not studying, so he told me to do my homework. The show was exciting, but I couldn't hear my father's words. He promised "I know, I know," but still didn't move. Dad called me several times, but I still didn't move. My father was really angry. He raised a powerful big slap and said, "Why am I doing this? I just want to make more money so that you can study hard and become useful people to the country in the future? But you guys don't do this." He didn’t bother to study, he was still playful..."
I cried, and my father also shed tears. I looked at my father for a long time, and found that he was much older, his face was tanned, and his hands were There were a lot of calluses, and I don’t know when there were a few white hairs in my black hair. At this moment, I couldn't help it anymore, and hugged my father and said, "I was wrong. I will definitely listen to you in the future." My father calmly stroked my head and said, "My child! If I hit you, it will hurt." In my heart, my father hates iron. When you grow up, you will understand everything."
Until now, my father's encouraging words are still ringing in my ears... My father. Topic composition 2
Speaking of super chefs, alas! It’s my dad. Although my father is not a first-class chef, his character is considered first-class.
I remember one time when I was cooking, my previous efforts were wasted due to my absent-mindedness. At this time, my father said to me seriously: "Son, cooking is not about showing off, you have to treat it with care." After hearing this, I felt deeply ashamed. Yes! Cooking is like life, you have life. Life will become more meaningful. Enjoying life means enjoying life. yes! It’s often the little things. You can clearly see your character and moral values. Nowadays, we can often see that some dishes cooked in restaurants are delicious. How much material is there? My father said to me: "In our cooking industry, we must not only have good taste and soup, but also make it more affordable for consumers!"
My father loves cooking very much, but he also likes others to appreciate his cooking. vegetable. He is very particular about cooking. Not sloppy at all. I remember one time, my father made his specialty dish - braised pork. You see, he was running around, sprinkling MSG and pouring salt... It was a big fire, a small fire. He was so tired that my father was sweating profusely. , I saw him jumping left and right, the braised pork was finally ready, and the fire should be lower when the pot is finally started, so that it will be fragrant. If you are ten meters away at this time, wow! It smells amazing! Will your mouth water? "The pot is on!" I saw mist everywhere, and the whole room was filled with aroma. When eating, dad always pours a cup of white wine. Savoring your own masterpiece with relish.
Yes, enjoying delicious food is very elegant, but as long as you have a heart that never flinches, I believe there will be a force to support you, let you reach the sweet end, and make your life Be wonderful. Classmates, do we want to have a wonderful journey and never come back? Then come on! My Dad Topic Essay 3
My dad is a soldier, and he always has a saying in his heart - military orders are like mountains.
My father has a pair of thick eyebrows, a pair of bright and squinting eyes, a straight nose, a medium-sized mouth, and a strong body.
Our family moved to Jiangsu from Xinjiang in August. A few days after arriving in Jiangsu, I received a call asking my father to return to the army. I was unwilling because my father left my mother and me in Jiangsu, but I went back to Xinjiang alone. I cried, I hoped my father would not leave us in a strange environment. But my father told me this sentence - military orders are like mountains. From these words, which are as light as a feather but as heavy as Mount Tai, I know that my father, a soldier, is a good soldier. kept popping up in my mind. After finally resting, my father received the call and left my mother and me on the street to return to the team. My mother and I spent so many reunion dinners, and so many promises that were not fulfilled time and time again. I know that as a soldier, my father always thinks that the most important thing is the army. The most unbreakable thing is the military order.
In the past few days with my father, my father knew that my English score was a weakness. He taught me English every day and told me how to improve my English score. In these few days, I felt that he was not only a competent soldier but also a good and competent father. Dad I love you! My Dad Topic Essay 4
My dad is always very serious and devoted in his work. He has remained consistent over the years. I have always regarded my father as my idol and role model.
One time, my father came home for dinner. At the dinner table, Dad remained silent. He took two or three mouthfuls of rice and stopped to think about it. After a while, he simply put the vegetables in a bowl and hurriedly swallowed the bowl of rice. I think he must be thinking about work. Sure enough, dad went to work after dinner. I sneaked into the study quietly and saw my father sitting at the desk, with a very serious expression on his face, staring at the computer screen, typing with his fingers, making a "crackling" sound.
Late at night, I was woken up by a "crackling" sound. I walked into the study drowsily, and it turned out that my father was still typing. I rubbed my eyes and said, "Dad, you've been tired all day. You should have a good rest and go to bed!" Dad said to me, "It's already very late. Go to bed. I need to use this manuscript tomorrow, so I still have to go to bed." I need to revise it again. If I don’t do it now, I won’t have time.” Dad stared at the screen again and thought deeply.
Dad is not only meticulous at work, but also very serious in life.
Look! Dad is working again. He first took a broom to sweep the ground, and then held the mop, moving it left and right, and mopped hard. When you encounter a dirty spot, bend down and mop harder. As long as Dad mops the floor, it will be spotless, because Dad will always try various ways to make the dirty things disappear as soon as he finds them.
Dad is really a good example that I should learn from! He is my idol dad! My Dad Topic Essay 5
In the evening, I came home and heard my father complaining non-stop: "Why is this computer broken again?" I couldn't help but sigh at the quality of our computer.
My father had nothing to do, so he gathered with me and my mother to chat. I couldn’t help but add a few words, and the atmosphere suddenly became lively. My mother talked about work, and my father talked to me. The most popular songs recently. He also inevitably said a few words, put on a certain pose, and sang those songs with his "natural voice", which made people vomit. I really regretted not capturing it with a camera.
Suddenly, I fell into deep thought: How wonderful it would be if there were no computers. Since buying a computer, our family has lost a lot of laughter. Everything seems to be replaced by computers.
My father used to care about me so much. When I was a child, he often took me and my mother out to play; when I was unhappy, he always came to comfort me. In my eyes, my father is a big tree that protects me from wind and rain and gives me support. Someone once asked me, how would you rate your father? I will always answer resolutely: "I give dad 100 points!"
But now? The computer occupied my father. He spent less time talking to me. Especially when my mother is at work, it feels like I am the only one at home.
Sometimes, we don’t speak more than 5 sentences, or even none at all! If someone asks me the same question again, I will answer him: "50 points." Although he has achieved success in his career, he is no longer a good father. Could it be that the father of the past can only become a memory? Will he disappear from my heart forever? No! No! I'll get him back to who he was! I want him to be the same person - a kind and qualified father!
I got up and walked into the room. Then I started writing and wrote down everything I was thinking in a letter and told my father: Everything in the computer will always be a virtual world and you cannot be immersed in it! My Dad Topic Essay 6
Everyone has his own dad, and everyone’s dad is different. I like my dad very much.
My father is a teacher. He is in his thirties. He is tall and handsome. He often wears a dark blue suit and looks very energetic.
Dad has many advantages. He was dedicated to his job. Every Sunday afternoon, my father would pack up the noodles and vegetables early and take me to school on his motorcycle. He was never late. At school, he often worked late into the night and cooked meals for me and helped me with my homework every day. I think my father works very hard, but he never says he is tired. At home on Sunday, my father is always the first one to get up. As soon as he finishes washing, he picks up the mop and mops the floor. After mopping the floor, he went to the bathroom to wash clothes for my mother and me. Every time after eating, he would take the dishes and chopsticks to the kitchen to wash them before his mother could clear them away.
Although Dad has many advantages, he also has shortcomings.
Dad has a bad habit of smoking. There were often burnt marks from cigarette smoke on the quilt at home and on his lesson plan books. My mother and I tried to persuade him to quit smoking, but he gave up half-way several times. One time I asked him: "Dad, what does cigarettes smell like?" I saw my father took out the cigarette case from his pocket, pointed to the words on it and said, "Look, 'cigarettes,' of course they taste very fragrant." He pinched my little nose and whispered softly: "When you grow up, you are not allowed to learn from dad's bad habits." Dad's shortcomings are really ridiculous.
I love my dad. My Dad Topic Essay 7
My dad is an administrative worker. He is not tall and has a pair of bright eyes under his thick eyebrows. In the eyes of my mother and I, my father is simply a "workaholic".
I remember one time when a hint of fish belly white appeared on the horizon, I was woken up by a sound. I opened my hazy eyes and it turned out to be my father. Seeing that I had been woken up, my father said sheepishly: "It's still early, kid. Let's sleep a little longer. Dad has some materials to come out before 8 o'clock today. I'll leave first. I'll be back early at noon. Dad is waiting for you." "At noon, I was walking on the way home from school, thinking to myself that my father would prepare delicious food for me at home. However, when I got home, the house was empty.
I don’t know how many times things like this have happened, Dad—always disappoints me. Another time, my mother was not at home and told me to go home and finish my homework first and wait for my father to come back to cook for me. I finished all my homework, but my dad still didn't come back. I ran to my dad's office crying. My dad was working at his desk. When he saw me, he just nodded slightly and told me to sit down and continue working. I was so angry that I shouted at him: "You only work all day long, do you want your son?"
Dad's colleague heard this and came over to him and said: "Xiao Yang, you Go ahead and don't starve the child." But the father waved his hand and said, "It'll be fine in a while." Because of his hard work, his work was excellent. My father’s colleagues also praised him for his ability, and often said to me, “You should study hard, grow up to be like your father, and make more contributions.” I am proud to have such a father who loves his work. My Dad Topic Essay 8
My dad is tall, thin, and has a eloquent mouth. Let me tell you a secret, my dad is very playful. Don’t believe it? Then please read below!
As long as he has time, he will run to the computer and play. Usually, he will play for a long time.
One morning, as soon as I got up, the sound of clicking the mouse sounded in my ears. I knew without looking that my father must be playing on the computer again. That's not all bad, the worst part is that if he hits something exciting, he'll scream. But if it's morning, since most people are still sleeping and the playful dad is still public-spirited, he won't scream too loud at this time. Because if his voice is too loud, "Mom", the king of our family, will say "Dad".
Whenever my father plays games for too long, I will walk over and gently remind him: "Dad, stop playing. Mom will be here in a while." Sometimes my father would be disdainful. Gu said: "What are you afraid of?" At this time, the mother's roar would usually be heard: "Stop playing, I only play with the computer all day long!" Dad said nothing and quickly turned off the computer, but he still couldn't avoid being beaten by his mother. scold.
Another time, my mother prepared a meal and asked me and my father to eat, but my father was playing hard and insisted on finishing the game before coming over to eat. We had to eat first. After eating, dad still didn't come out. I went to call my dad. Unexpectedly, my dad played another round. When my mother found out, she punished my father not to play games for a week. Dad had no choice but to agree.
Look, I was right! Is my dad very playful? Topic Essay on My Dad 9
Time flies, eight years of spring and autumn, my wonderful childhood was spent in the care and company of my father. I can't forget that every Sunday morning, my father accompanied me to the Children's Palace to paint. It was with my father's company that I could imagine as much as I wanted in the comfortable studio and fly in the colorful world.
What I can’t forget the most is that my dad is very busy every day, but he never forgets every night. He sits next to me with my favorite book and reads it seriously. Read to me. In the sound of my father's reading, I seemed to have come to the forest and heard the whispers of animals; I seemed to have flown into space and reunited with the nine planets; I seemed to have come to the vast grassland and saw the mighty wolves protecting the grassland.
In the sound of my father’s vivid reading, I seemed to smell the breath of spring, hear the chirping of cicadas in summer, see the fallen leaves in autumn, and touch the snowflakes in winter. When I was fascinated by listening, my father often stopped and asked me: "Do you understand?" I eagerly replied: "I understand." Sometimes I would interrupt my father's reading and ask a lot of why, and my father would be patient. He answered them one by one, and gave me the nickname "One Hundred Thousand Whys" for this reason...
Spring, summer, autumn and winter, the four seasons reincarnate. Slowly I grow up, and I can also read. As I started writing, I gradually understood:
Dad, your company made me realize the greatness of nature. Your company made me understand many truths. Your company made me very happy.
Dad, I will also slowly tell you about my happy childhood and draw pictures for you to see. My Dad Topic Essay 10
Dad, thank you for your guidance in my studies over the years. I am grateful. But from the time you asked me to learn calligraphy, I have been unhappy. Please listen to my voice!
Since I took the calligraphy class, I have no time to play every week. In the calligraphy class, get out of class time is very short, class starts in a few minutes, and activities can only be done indoors. The teacher's teaching was not professional either. Once he traced one word correctly, he would learn the next one. Discipline is also very poor. This is really boring and boring.
Dad, I know you have put a lot of thought and money into training me. As you age, you tend to have more gray hair. I am in senior year, and you are becoming more and more strict with me. I know you don’t want me to lose at the starting line, you don’t want me to be idle every week, you don’t want me to appear uneducated in front of other people’s children, and you don’t want me to have no expertise.
But have you considered my feelings? Yes, I do love calligraphy, but my love for calligraphy must come from the heart. In this way, you have wiped out my love for calligraphy, made me no longer love calligraphy, and made me tired of calligraphy. I also know that you want me to be famous and not to imitate your work. I know better that you don’t want me to suffer in the future.
I can’t play with other people’s children every week. Thinking about the past, when weekends came, I would happily build building blocks with you. You were very harmonious and I was also very happy. How wonderful that is! But that was all in the past. How I wish I could recreate that scene!
Dad, childhood is joyful, happy, and even sweeter. I beg you! Listen to my voice and give me a happy childhood! How I long for my previous childhood! My Dad Topic Essay 11
The biggest impression my dad left on me was his belly. My father's belly is very big. My mother often makes fun of my father's belly, saying that my father's belly is at least as big as a baby six months old in my mother's belly. Maybe mom can't stand dad's belly anymore and is determined to make dad lose weight!
Dad chose swimming. So my dad and I went back to swim almost two or three times a week. Three months later, my father still couldn't lose weight. Instead, he gained a pound. But you look at me and lost two kilograms. Now my mother was anxious and asked my father what was going on. My father smiled and made a grimace. Later, after investigation, it was found that every time my father came home from swimming, he would have a good meal, so instead of losing weight, he gained weight.
This summer, my mother gave my father another trick and asked him to climb Mount Huangshan.
Huangshan Mountain is 1,860 meters high. It doesn’t matter, my dad is not afraid. When he went up Huangshan Mountain, he also carried a large travel bag with 14 bottles of water in it. My dad was running up and down. He had just climbed one mountain and then climbed the next one. But when I got home, I weighed myself, played with it, and failed again. I still didn’t lose a pound of meat. At this time, my mother completely lost her confidence. From then on, she never asked my father to lose weight, so my father once again lived a life of eating and drinking.
This is my dad, a dad with a big belly. My Dad Topic Essay 12
He is an ordinary worker, but one time he did something that I will never forget. One day, my father and I went to Yongchuan to play together. On the way to Yongchuan, my father and I saw a little girl kneeling on the ground asking for money. My father and I walked over to take a look. It turned out that the little girl had a younger sister who got sick. Her parents passed away, leaving only her and her younger sister. So the little girl gave up her studies and begged on the street to treat her younger sister's illness. When I saw this, I told my dad to leave quickly, but my dad took out 10 yuan from his wallet and donated it to the little girl. Although 10 yuan was small, it showed my dad's heart. Suddenly, the bystanders looked up at my dad. My father also said to her: Little girl, there are many good people in this world, and we will all help you get through this difficult time! I am proud to have such a father. Dad, you are really my role model.
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