Father's love is like a song
I am a bird, and my father's love is the sky, and I fly in the care of my father's love. I am a small fish, and my father's love is the ocean. I swim in the warmth of my father's love.
My father is an ordinary teacher, but in my eyes he is the greatest father in the world.
I remember that one winter, I wore a cotton-padded jacket to school, which made me tremble with cold. I rubbed my hands and regretted not listening to my mother. At this time, Wu Weiwei said, "Ma Fengqi, your father is here!" I walked out of the classroom and saw my father smiling, holding a cotton-padded jacket in his hand and saying, "Come on, put it on." I put on my cotton-padded jacket, which made me warm, and my heart was even warmer. My father said, "Pay attention in the future." I smiled and nodded hard. When I got home, my mother heard that I wore a cotton-padded jacket less at school and gave me a good scolding. I was about to hit me when my father came over with a smile and said, "Children are not sensible, forget it." I looked at my father gratefully, and my father educated me with tolerance.
On another occasion, I made a mistake outside and lied to my mother. My mother's criticism made me blush, and I shed tears of regret. When my father saw it, he quickly dried my tears, made sense to me, and said to my mother, "Beating and scolding children is not the best education method, so be reasonable to them." After all, I am still a child. " Dad told me a lot of truth, which convinced me to admit my mistake.
I grew up day by day, knowing that I should be grateful to my parents. I will hand over a cup of hot tea when my parents are tired; After dinner, mom and dad have a rest, and I'll wash the dishes.
I have a good father who taught me what love is. I grew up in love, and there is a lamp of gratitude in my heart to light up my life!
Father
I remember you told me the other day; A 15-year-old girl was buried in the ruins. The girl's father rescued the girl alone for 11 hours. After the girl was rescued, she hugged her father tightly. The first sentence was: "Dad, I will never quarrel with you again." It turns out that before the earthquake, my father and daughter had a quarrel, so ... < P > After listening to this story, I was shocked and moved, and a feeling of gratitude welled up in my heart.
Remember:
When I was one year old, you hugged me and told me stories. I thanked you by laughing happily in my sleep.
When I was two years old, the first thing I said was "electric light". You were extremely excited. I thanked you by saying "electric light" repeatedly.
when I was three years old, you held me, helped me and taught me to walk. You let go of my little hand, looked at my faltering steps and smiled with relief. I repay you by practicing again and again, and finally, I learned to walk.
when I was four years old, I was afraid of taking medicine. That time, you hit me because you didn't take medicine, and your handprint was printed on my ass. I cried so sadly. You are distressed and bought me a Transformers. I thanked you and smiled happily, but I didn't talk to you for a long time.
when I was five years old, I went to a small class in kindergarten. You took me to school, and on the way, you said, "Be obedient and be United and friendly with the children." I repay you, often praised by the teacher, saying that I am obedient.
When I was seven years old, I entered the first grade of primary school. You told me to go to school by myself and told me to study hard and make friends. You're afraid I can't keep up, but I'll review with me. I repay you. I always want to escape and play when reviewing.
The father loves the mountain, and the daughter is the grass in this mountain; A father loves the sea, and a daughter is a fish in the sea.
People say, "A mother's love is selfless, but a father's love is silent." Perhaps many people, like me, deeply appreciate maternal love, but ignore the wordless fatherly love.
Gratitude, a familiar word, is not a hot topic. With a grateful heart, thank those who are kind to you.
Mother is really great. With a small movement, mother can find something strange, and it is also mother who remembers it in her heart. Father always gives silently, but he won't say how great and magical he is. What I usually see and feel is that my mother cares about you especially, but my father always ignores you, but who knows? Father has taken this matter to heart.
I read a story about a boy who went home because he sprained his ankle. On the way, some friends saw him off. Just as he was about to get to the door, his father came out and said he had something to do and wanted to go out. He said to the boy, "Remember to take the medicine. I'll go out." After that, I left. The boy cried and said that his father was indifferent to him and didn't care about him. However, none of them saw that at that corner, the father's eyes stayed on his son and watched him go home ...
Love is a responsibility, gratitude is a kind of wisdom, and human beings will be grateful since ancient times, and gratitude is a traditional virtue of the Chinese nation. You shouldn't forget your kindness, even if it is lighter than a feather's kindness. What's more, it's such a great feeling of fatherly love and maternal love? The setting sun is like blood, and the back of my father, stretched by the sunset, looks a lot older. I haven't found this in the twelve spring, summer, autumn and winter. Now, after seeing this, I cried. I don't know. In the past twelve years, my father has always been busy for me. Even when you are old, you may not be able to change your children to your father.
when I was a child, my parents came through. So hard, so hard, how can I care for you if I am an outsider? If one day, you lose two people who have cared so much for you, gratitude will definitely come to your mind and regret that you have not cared about your parents. Therefore, from now on, gratitude is a part of my life, an indispensable topic and a reminder that my parents can't be tired.
fatherly love is also selfless! It is also priceless! Because my father's love is not as big as a mountain, but far exceeds all the mountains ... < P > Composition: My father's love is like a song 6
I am a bird, but my father's love is the sky, and I fly in the care of my father's love. I am a small fish, and my father's love is the ocean. I swim in the warmth of my father's love.
My father is an ordinary teacher, but in my eyes he is the greatest father in the world.
I remember that one winter, I wore a cotton-padded jacket to school, which made me tremble with cold. I rubbed my hands and regretted not listening to my mother. At this time, Wu Weiwei said, "Ma Fengqi, your father is here!" I walked out of the classroom and saw my father smiling, holding a cotton-padded jacket in his hand and saying, "Come on, put it on." I put on my cotton-padded jacket, which made me warm, and my heart was even warmer. My father said, "Pay attention in the future." I smiled and nodded hard. When I got home, my mother heard that I wore a cotton-padded jacket less at school and gave me a good scolding. I was about to hit me when my father came over with a smile and said, "Children are not sensible, forget it." I looked at my father gratefully, and my father educated me with tolerance.
On another occasion, I made a mistake outside and lied to my mother. My mother's criticism made me blush, and I shed tears of regret. When my father saw it, he quickly dried my tears, made sense to me, and said to my mother, "Beating and scolding children is not the best education method, so be reasonable to them." After all, I am still a child. " Dad told me a lot of truth, which convinced me to admit my mistake.
I grew up day by day, knowing that I should be grateful to my parents. I will hand over a cup of hot tea when my parents are tired; After dinner, mom and dad have a rest, and I'll wash the dishes.
I have a good father who taught me what love is. I grew up in love, and there is a lamp of gratitude in my heart to light up my life!
understanding the composition of fatherly love
fatherly love is silent, and fatherly love often interprets the responsibility of fatherly love with his unique silence. The deeper the fatherly love is, the more subtle it is, and you will suddenly discover the depth and greatness of fatherly love at a certain moment. Fatherly love cannot be described in flowery words. Men's feelings for their children are deep and broad, and they only know how to pay silently. Father's love is like a mountain, and the towering mountains are high and straight into the sky, so you can't help but accept it. This is a heroic bearing, which makes you feel mysterious, yearning and even unattainable.
Father's love is like the wind. It comes and goes without a trace, but it often floats in every corner of the family. As long as there is a father, the whole family will feel happy and inspired, like a spring breeze.
Father's love is like a cloud, floating lightly in the sky of your life. Whenever and wherever you look up, you can see his pure love like a cloud.
Father's love is like a wall, a gentle and generous wall that you can always rely on with confidence. Only when you leave will you know the importance of that wall.
Father loves tea, and only after slowly tasting it can you appreciate its sweetness and mellowness.
Father's love is like light. What is brewing in father's love is a broad luster, which will show you the way forward when you are confused.
Father's love is like cloves. Only when the years pass, will you gradually taste the faint fragrance.
Father's love is like a drizzle, which moistens things silently and is affectionate, but it holds up a shade for you in the depths of your soul.
Father's love is like a pine tree. He uses his tall and stout body to shelter you from the wind and rain in the stormy weather.
Father's love is famous. Only after careful tasting can we realize his profoundness and appreciate the richness of life and love.
In life, maternal love is meticulous, at your fingertips, and exudes a strong fragrance. However, the father's love is deeply hidden in his father's stern eyes. Only when the years pass, can you gradually understand the meaning.
It is said that maternal love is great, and sometimes fatherly love is even greater than maternal love! With a seemingly wordless silence, but actually a strong will, he grasped the pulse of life for children, sheltered the wind and rain and held up the rainbow. Father's love is a silent feeling, a silent dock, which gives you the courage to set sail when you are timid.
fatherly love is always silent. Although fatherly love is not as delicate as maternal love, it is thicker than maternal love. When you carefully understand and feel that silence with a sincere heart, your life will surely get more warmth and happiness. What is contained in that silence is eager encouragement, hard spur and earnest expectation.
Sometimes, maternal love is trivial, which is manifested in countless nagging, which is both touching and annoying; However, fatherly love is implicit, although there are not many words, it is often impossible to ignore. Because there are great differences between men and women in the expression of thoughts and emotions, parents' love for their children is no exception. Although from the appearance, the father's love is not as warm and hearty as the mother's love, but he has integrated all the father's love into the rush for family livelihood.
Father's love is great because he knows how to take responsibility. He would rather suffer for himself and shelter his family from the wind and rain. Fatherly love is precious because he brings warmth to his family and teaches his children the truth of life with silent behavior. The reason why fatherly love is indispensable is that fatherly love is like a mountain. He is an idol in the eyes of his children and has set an example in establishing a correct outlook on life and values.
If a child is a "small tree", father's love is to provide it with the soil to thrive; If a child is a "giant", fatherly love is the shoulder on which he can stand. The depth of fatherly love, the greatness of fatherly love and the greatness of fatherly love, like the mirror of life, will always enlighten and teach children.
Father's Day will be in a few days. I would like to dedicate this article to the fathers all over the world and wish them a happy holiday!
when I was eight years old, I won the certificate of "learning activist" on June 1st. You are very happy and encourage me to make persistent efforts.
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Time flies. In the blink of an eye, I am fourteen years old and have entered the middle school. Look at you-a lot of silver has climbed on your head.
But your love still won't get old. Your love is like a colorful halo, covering me. Give me strength and warmth silently.
Maybe sometimes, you are not my best friend; Sometimes, there may be disagreements and contradictions; Sometimes, I don't understand you very well, and even I don't like you. However, a father is a father, and it is your father after all.
let's take a short time to pay tribute to the man named "dad" and say "thank you" to him. Although sometimes I can't say it to my face, he always accompanies me, listens to my boasting, listening to my stories, listening to my sadness ... < P > You are by my side, watching me grow up, watching me gradually learn to be strong and independent.
father, always caring for me and protecting me. Give me a sense of security that I can rely on. Father's love is like a mountain, as powerful as a mountain; Standing in obscurity like a mountain; A mountain of selfless dedication, silent support and strength ...
Dad, I know that you also have troubles, you also have pressure, and you will be tired. So, I will try my best to understand you. Come on! Dad!
Father loves fragrance
When it comes to love, maternal love is often the first thing that comes to mind. Mother's kind smile, caring nagging and careful care always move us and make us unforgettable. Silent fatherly love is easy to ignore. Because it is not like maternal love, my father often leaves behind a hard-working back and a serious face. Under what we can see on this surface, there is something hidden in the darkness that is easy to be ignored and has a refreshing breath-love.
One day, a middle-aged man helped his elderly father to go for a walk in the park. Birds are dancing in the park. The father pointed to a bird and asked, "What is this?" The middle-aged man replied, "It's a thrush." The father asked again, "What is this?" The middle-aged man replied, "Thrushcross." This is the father asking again, "What is this?" Middle-aged men think it may be that their father is old and his ears are not working well, so they have a saying, "It's a thrush." Can not end, my father asked the same question again ... So again and again, by the tenth time, the middle-aged man was impatient and shouted loudly, "It's a thrush. Don't ask again! " The father was extraordinarily calm and didn't mean to be angry with his son at all. He said in a loving tone, "Thirty years ago, when you were four years old, I brought you here with me. He was very excited because of curiosity and kept asking' what is this?' For 25 times, every time I patiently replied,' It's a thrush.' Because I think you are young and curious! "At this moment, the son threw himself on his father and cried like a child.
We often see pictures of children leaving home to make a living on TV. Mother cried in a low voice, telling one sentence after another, while father always just said "well, it's time to go." So plain, who knows how much pain and love these words in this short sentence contain? He wanted to cry, but he didn't. His love bloomed in silence, only smelling a faint fragrance.
Father loves nothing
When I was a child, I always thought there was nothing greater than maternal love in the world. My mother can take me anywhere I want to go and buy my favorite food. She wipes my tears when I cry ... However, I have only personally felt that fatherly love is as great as maternal love ...
When I was young, my father was always running around in his career and rarely asked me. I used to envy other people's fathers, who could tutor their children and give them all the material needs. I can only cry silently.
However, since I was in the first year of junior high school, my father has been much more concerned and strict with me. He bought me a lot of review materials and studied with me synchronously. He was both my classmate and my teacher. I helped him in English and he helped me in math. We learned from each other and improved each other. My father is like a different person, so he cares about me and loves me. For me, he studies with me until late at night. For me, he waved to the computer;