On the way to school with me, it is also my father's way to work. My father is the head teacher of grade five in a primary school. Today, he has to face a group of students, big and small, arguing needlessly, discussing meaningless problems and guessing who loves whom. Today, who "cut eight paragraphs" with whom, playing boring games, etc. As a head teacher, he always guesses the sweet secrets of these little boys and girls, corrects their views on gender, plays ball games with them and designs posters. In his view, the students in the school need his care and encouragement just like his precious son and daughter.
After a busy day, after work, he has to help his mother prepare dinner, then send her to English, then prepare dinner for the whole family, and then correct the students' homework brought back. After the revision, it is still early. He immediately called his parents to talk about the students' study at school and communicate with teachers and students. Dad always cares about his students.
At this time, my homework and my homework are almost finished, and my father will sit at the desk and carefully check our homework. This Chinese character is not well written, this sentence is not fluent enough, and there are many typos. This mathematical formula is not well written, the concept of this application problem is wrong, and the context of social studies is not clear enough ... until we revise our homework, he will. " Then, English subjects appeared, English homework was really finished, conversation practice, listening to English and so on. He became a strict teacher. His homework was not "finished" until my sister and I finished all the exams.
My sister, my mother and I all fell asleep before my father turned on the TV and watched his favorite sports channel. Wow! Delete ... Dad couldn't help applauding and enjoyed a wonderful time of just one hour, a wonderful time completely belonging to him. Before going to bed, he would tuck my sister and me in, straighten my sister's naughty feet, and then gently kiss her forehead before going to bed. For me, Father's Day is full of love and care in my busy schedule.
Father's Day Composition 2 "Tick-tock! Tick tock! ..... "The clock is still running at night, and I can't sleep in bed. I vaguely heard my father's computer typing. "Answer! Answer! Answer! ..... "I know dad will stay up late tonight!
Early in the morning, after breakfast, I watched my father drive to work.
When I got to school, my father told me repeatedly as usual: "Be serious and study hard, don't think about playing video games all day;" Do what the teacher told me ... "I used to be ignorant and always turned a deaf ear; But when I grow up, I gradually understand that my father wants me to work hard and study hard, so that I can find a good job, have a good living condition and get ahead in the torrent of competition. Dad also often said: Have fun when you should play, concentrate when you should study, and don't be distracted.
Every evening, my mother will call my father and ask, "Will you come back for dinner?" But dad often says, "I have another meeting." When dad comes home, he will go to see grandpa first, so dad is often as busy as a bee, but no matter how busy he is, going to see grandpa is his daily trip, rain or shine. Every time I do my homework, I often hear my parents talk about my grandfather. From the father's point of view, his father had no choice but to send his sick grandfather to a nursing home. Father was very sad that day. As children, we should take care of ourselves and not add to his burden!
Mom and dad regard my sister and I as the apple of their eyes, and they still do. Sometimes I can hear them anxiously discussing my grades and performance at school. Dad always loves "gossip", and sometimes he takes out cute photos of my childhood and looks at them with a bright smile on his face. At school, as long as I don't do well in the exam, my father always says, "son, don't lose heart and don't give up." Failure is a stepping stone to success. " Therefore, which parent is not "looking for a child to become a dragon, looking for a woman to become a phoenix!"
Whenever I lie in bed in the dead of night, my father always quietly covers me with a warm quilt and leaves quietly. Dad! I know you are tired today, too. It's time to rest. Good Night!
My father is a doctor and works in Fuyang Chinese Medicine Hospital. Dad gets up at 6: 30 every morning, cooks breakfast for us, and then goes to the hospital around 7: 10. He is always early and never late. He is really a conscientious father.
Today, I went to the hospital to see how my father works. As soon as I entered the door, I saw my father inserting a needle into a patient. Those needles are long and bright. Dad skillfully put a silver needle on every acupoint of the patient. I thought it must be very painful, so I didn't dare to look at it for fear that the patient would bleed a lot. But the patient didn't feel any pain and didn't bleed at all. He even said he was bloated and comfortable. How strange! Then my father installed a power supply on the needle. After adjusting the frequency, all the needles are dancing, and the patient seems to enjoy it. I really admire my father for remembering so many acupoints!
Dad introduced me to medical props when he was a little free, including wormwood, moxa boxes, acupuncture needles and cupping ... Although I took the notebook records, I still can't remember clearly, and there are many more!
Dad is very serious about seeing a doctor and has a very good attitude, which is very popular with patients. Many patients were waiting for their father to come to work, so he became a busy man. Some patients are wordy, but dad can always explain patiently and ask questions in detail, trying to solve the patient's pain as soon as possible. Because of my father's efforts, my father was sent by the Red Cross to Mali, Africa to treat African people! My father has a preference for many African patients. One of them is a little girl who can't walk. After careful treatment by her father, she magically stood up and finally walked freely. The local newspaper also called her father's acupuncture a "magic needle"! Dad is really good!
Dad was busy until 1 1: 30, and basically didn't sit and rest. Have a casual lunch in the hospital cafeteria, then rest in the office and continue to see patients in the afternoon. Many patients come back for follow-up, and dad can always remember clearly what diseases those people have.
It's 4: 30, and I finally got off work! Dad changed his work clothes and went to the nearby vegetable market to buy food, and then went home to cook for us! My eyes are blurred. I will do more housework and help my parents in the future. My father works too hard!
Grade 7 and 3, Fuyang, Hangzhou, Zhejiang: Chen Yuqi
Father's mind is as broad as a mountain; My father's character is as deep as a mountain.
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Father's love is like a mountain, which gives us the strongest dependence; Fatherly love, like implicit poetry, has profound connotation.
Father is not a great man, but an honest farmer. My father is ordinary and simple. Working in the sun all the year round, the ruthless sun has baked his face into a bronze color, which may be the mark left by years. My father is withdrawn and taciturn. Father's love is as deep as the sea. Only by understanding the father's love with your heart can you understand the power of father's love.
When I was a child, my father was always so great in my heart. Although what my father did can't be earth-shattering, it makes people cry. He is just doing what he should do according to books. His efforts and sweat support a happy family. Young and ignorant, I always regarded my father as a good horse and liked to ride around his neck, which left a lingering memory for my childhood. Time flies, time quietly stole my father's youth. White hair climbs day by day, accidentally touching his father's hand, as rough as pine bark. Looking at my father's back, you are skinny and fragile; Looking at the medicine bottle at home, I suddenly realized that my father had paid too much bitterness for this family; Illness makes my father's body thin, and his father's body is not so tall and straight. This situation makes me a little uneasy.
The night is so pleasant, and the meteor crosses the moving melody. Unconsciously, I saw myself working with my father as a child. I've done enough. This will only help my father. Many times, when I am playing in the fields, my father is working. Simple, I am so free. Naive, I often say to my father: When my father grows up, I will make a lot of money, so you won't be so hard and tired. My father always smiles at the corners of his mouth, touches my forehead and says to me, silly child. What I see now is my father's older face, more and more rickety back, more and more white Shuang Shuang sideburns, and more and more clumsy steps. Father is old.
Accompanied by the sleeping song at night, I gradually fell asleep. In my dream, I saw my father farming against the sunrise. Seeing my father walking in the fragrant field, his face was printed with the joy of harvest, watering my healthy growth with sweat. Unfortunately, it was a dream, and time waits for no man.
Father's comfort and encouragement in failure; When I succeeded, my father made me understand that modesty makes people progress and pride makes people fall behind. My father sheltered me from the wind and rain when I was injured. I grew up in my father's love and was never alone.
The powerful father in my life has given me a vast world; With my father, my life is full of sunshine; With my father, I am more stable on the road of life.
Early in the morning, when I was still asleep, my father had made breakfast-grape toast and sat on the sofa watching the news. He thinks that watching news can keep pace with the times, so watching news every morning is one of his pleasures. He is like an alarm clock. From seven o'clock to seven o'clock, he will immediately wake me up for school and remind me to wash my face and brush my teeth. Urge me to be your role model, remind you of my attitude towards learning, and then accompany us to school talking and laughing.
On the way to school with me, it is also my father's way to work. My father is a fifth-grade primary school teacher. Today he has to face a group of students, no big or small, arguing needlessly, discussing meaningless problems and guessing who loves whom. Today, who and who "cut eight paragraphs", boring to play love games, love connection and so on. As a male teacher, he always guesses the sweet secrets of these little boys and girls, corrects their gender concepts, plays ball games with them and designs posters of the mayor. In his view, children in school need his care and encouragement just like his precious son and daughter.
After a busy day, after work, he has to help his mother prepare dinner, then send her to English, then prepare dinner for the whole family, and then correct the students' homework brought back. After the revision, it is still early. He immediately called his parents to talk about the students' study in school and communicate with teachers and classmates. Dad always takes the attitude of caring for students as the premise.
At this time, my homework and I are almost finished, so my father will sit at the desk and check our homework carefully. This word is not standard enough, this sentence is not fluent enough, and there are a lot of typos. This mathematical formula is not well organized, the concept of this application problem is wrong, and the context of social studies is not clear enough ... He won't "strike" until we revise our homework. Then, English subjects appeared, English homework was really finished, conversation practice, listening to English CD……, and so on. He became a strict teacher. His homework was not "finished" until my sister and I finished all the exams.
My sister, my mother and I all fell asleep before my father turned on the TV and watched his favorite sports channel. Wow! Hit it out! The ball keeps flying, keeps flying, flies over the home run wall, which is a home run! Dad couldn't help applauding, enjoying a wonderful time of just one hour, a wonderful time completely belonging to him. Before going to bed, he will help me and my sister tuck in and straighten my sister's naughty feet. Then, he gently kissed my sister's forehead before going to bed. For me, my father's day is full of love and care in his busy schedule.
Six days ago, my father's composition day just started. Sleepy-eyed, I vaguely saw my father come into my room, help me tuck in, touch my forehead, and say goodbye to me who was playing video games with Duke Zhou. I saw my father's tall figure in a trance, quietly left my room, and then heard him gently close the door. I know he is walking into the company in high spirits in the morning light.
Dad has been an engineer in the company for ten years. Although his position is not high, his perseverance is deeply appreciated by his boss. He put down his briefcase and began to write a report in front of the computer. After a night of thinking, his fingers jumped quickly on the keyboard. After several hours of hard work, a report symbolizing the centripetal force of the team was placed on the supervisor's desk. The supervisor saw this inspiring and cohesive report and wrote it with satisfaction.
Immediately after a series of meetings and speeches, dad's trademark confident smile on his face was not upset by the busy process. The short lunch break at noon made him completely relaxed physically and mentally under the practice of "rest is to walk a longer way". Facing the challenge in the afternoon, my father was in high spirits and made suggestions on the defects of the system one by one, hoping to create a win-win situation for the company, customers and employees.
On the way home from work, as soon as I entered the room, I happened to see my mother and I confronting each other for homework. He quickly settled the dispute between my mother and me, and appeased them after the dispute. My clenched fist was warmly held by my father's big hand, and the pimples in my heart were relieved a lot, and the clenched fist was slowly relaxed. Dad turned his head, picked up his frightened sister, hugged her gently, pretended to be a child's voice and sang some children's songs with her, which made her laugh. Although it is ridiculous for a big man, it proves that he is a good man who loves his family.
At dinner, my family sat around a sumptuous meal cooked by my mother. The family talked about the little things that happened at home and in the company, and talked about the interesting things that happened to each other. The gap between my mother and me is also shortened with laughter and my father's wisdom. Tonight, because of my stubbornness, my father is more concerned about my rebellious adolescence. Whether in study or in life, he constantly reminds me that I have to be outside the circle and be harmonious in order to have a harmonious life. I know how worried he is about me!
It's time for bed. Our family fell asleep in the melodious music. I looked at my father's sleeping face, raised my mouth and gently closed my eyes. I said to him softly, "thank you, dad!" Good night, see you tomorrow. "
My father is a caring man. He has an infatuated love for his work, a deep and frank love for his grandparents, a sincere and responsible love for his family and a generous love for his friends. For me, it is kind love and severe love. ...
Dad's love is kind, just like a gentle breeze and drizzle. When I was a child, I loved to cry. Dad always tries his best to tease me at this time. Once, my father bought me a very beautiful boat while traveling. I wanted it to sail in the sea, so I secretly drove the boat to the river in front of my house to play. But accidentally, the boat sank into the water, and I was in tears. Dad came up to me and said, "Don't cry, it sank just to perform a task, and it will float up in a couple of days." Then, my father held me by the river and told a story. Dad's story is very lively and interesting. Ah, dad's love is a never-ending story!
Dad's love is severe, just like a storm. I remember one exam, because of carelessness, I only got more than 80 points. I walked home crying and crustily skin of head handed the paper to my father. Dad looked at it, raised the paper and said, "What's the matter? I just got such a low score. " "I-I accidentally failed the exam." Dad looked at the test paper again. I took the opportunity to see the expression on my father's face and felt that my situation was very dangerous. After a while, my father said to me in a stern tone, "How can I live up to my parents' hard work and teachers?" I cried even harder, but I still stubbornly said, "That was just an oversight." "Another mistake! "Dad became more fierce. I wiped my tears and said, "Dad, I know I was wrong. "Dad listened and said seriously," I'll give you a chance, but listen, you can't watch TV for a month. " I reluctantly said, "okay. "Dad stared my one eye, let me speak louder. I said loudly, "All right. "Dad picked up the test paper and instructed me to correct the mistakes in the test paper. Ah, fatherly love is the guiding light in my growth, guiding me to the light!
In order to make us live a better life, my father worked hard and was so tired that he was sweating. Ah, dad's love is low sweat!
In order to increase my knowledge, my father took me to play in the wild, and I learned a lot of new knowledge in the wild. Ah, dad's love is an ocean of knowledge!
In winter, my father sends me to school. Suddenly, a cold north wind blew over and my father held me tightly in his arms. The cold north wind hit my father's back. Ah, dad's love is a wall against the wind and rain!
I grew up day by day in my father's love!
Father's Day Composition 8 Time flies. In a blink of an eye, half of the summer vacation has passed.
The teacher assigned a composition-My Parents' Day, so I begged my father to take me to his company. He didn't agree, because he was going to work in Jinshan recently, and he said to tell me tomorrow night.
At dawn the next day, my parents got up, helped me boil the water and went to work. My breakfast was bought by my grandfather and put on the table. I am the only one left at home, doing homework, playing games, reciting English and reading books for a while ... As time goes by, my parents always send me messages every few hours. I'll call if I don't answer the phone, so I'll be in a better mood at night.
Dad has a surprise when he comes home at night. Dad came back with a birthday cake. Oh, it was my birthday. There was an almond cake on the birthday cake, so I was so greedy that my father inserted a candle. "How can I insert'12'?" I asked. "'13' is not nice." Dad asked me to make a wish, and I muttered: I am so "old" and have a birthday.
In the evening, my father told me what he had been doing all day. In the morning, he said that his car drove to the company, and the boss took him and several employees to Jinshan in a minivan. What do you think they will do? There is a kindergarten that has not been rebuilt, and his boss is taking them to mix concrete, dig holes and install pipes. After a busy morning, find a place to have lunch. The eating environment is very hot, there is no air conditioning and the electric fan is broken. In the afternoon, his boss took them to another place to work, where it was hotter. A group of them stood in the low sun, discussing things with the foreman and helping others bid. ...
In the past, my father just wandered around the office-watching movies and playing games on the computer in the morning, and he was rarely busy. After lunch at noon, I will play table tennis with my colleagues and play cowhide for a while. After playing table tennis, he slept on the sofa in the office. He stayed in front of the computer for QQ until the evening 1 later, and sometimes he worked all afternoon. Dad's job The previous job was very simple, nothing more than a trivial matter.
Dad gets off work at 5 o'clock now, thinner than before. He was very white. Now he lifts his sleeves and has a clear dividing line.
Dad has become "white" recently, and dad has been working hard recently.
Only my brother and I are at home before 9 o'clock every weekend. My parents never have weekends and can't stay with us. This weekend, my parents are not busy with work and can have two days off, so I decided to have a good rest at home and spend time with us.
In the morning, when I was asleep, I heard something outside. I went out to have a look. It turned out that my brother was looking for food. He seems hungry. I told him, be quiet. I will do what you want. My brother smiled and said, I want to eat sandwiches and fried powder. Fortunately, I can do both, otherwise I will have to trouble my mother to get up and teach me. I went into the kitchen, baked the bread in the refrigerator, cut it into triangles, and finally put all kinds of side dishes in the middle. After the sandwich is ready, it's time to stir-fry the powder. Stir-fry the eggs and vegetables first, then put the soaked vermicelli in and stir fry together. In a few minutes, it will be fine. After breakfast was done, I woke my parents up from bed. My mother smiled at the breakfast on the table and said, that's really capable. I knew it would be delicious when I asked. In this way, our family sat together, ate breakfast and looked at their smiles. We were very happy.
In this way, time passed quickly. My parents watched TV with us all morning, and their eyes were very tired. My mother suggested going out for lunch and then going to the supermarket. We each ordered a bowl of vermicelli outside. The minced meat is delicious. I haven't eaten it for a long time, and the taste is still the same as before. After lunch, we went to the supermarket. My parents went to choose the dishes cooked in the evening, and my brother and I chose snacks on the other side. Soon we chose them, settled our accounts and went home. My mother washed and cut all the dishes and sat on the sofa. In the afternoon, our family chatted and ate snacks. It's been a long time. Maybe this is the weekend I'm looking forward to, so I can chat with my parents and have dinner. Soon in the evening, my mother was busy in the kitchen, and the smell of cooking came to my nose, which made my brother and I swallow. We haven't had a big meal cooked by our mother for a long time. When the food is ready, we sit at the round table and eat delicious food, which is still so delicious. This time it's more delicious than the previous dishes, and my mother's cooking is still so good.
On the day when my parents don't go to work, they can cook for me and I can cook for them. Food is not only delicious, but also contains more feelings. This day is what I look forward to most, and it is also my happiest day.
My family runs a breakfast shop. Sell delicious steamed bread.
Our day is my father's two days. He regards one day as two days.
In the morning, dad got up after four o'clock. He is always quiet when he gets up, for fear of waking me up. Down the stairs, dad started a day's work. He has a lot to do. Make a fire, knead dough, roll jiaozi, make buns ... Dad can't rest, even for a short time. So, my mother got up an hour late to help my father.
To tell the truth, it is really difficult for mom and dad to make money. They earn hard-earned money.
Every Sunday, at nine o'clock, I go to learn erhu. I know what my father was doing when I was learning erhu. I can also imagine that sweat has been seeping from my father's forehead to my feet. His sleeves may have been soaked through. However, his face must be full of smiles. Because dad worked hard, but the steamed buns he made were praised by the whole town. He feels that he has lived a full and meaningful life. At the same time, the smiles on my parents' faces often make me full of confidence in life.
When I came back from studying erhu, the first thing I saw was my mother. Dad is gone. I think he must have gone to the vegetable market to buy food and went shopping again.
After a while, my father really returned to the store. He took a lot of things from the motorcycle. Those things were so heavy that he was panting all the way.
After lunch, dad can take a nap.
It's time to get up again soon He can get up quickly. Dressed in a hurry, he went to the driving school to learn driving.
In the evening, Dad went back to the store. After dinner and the preparations for the restaurant, I immediately went home to read. Dad's favorite thing is reading. The books he is reading these days include Four Books and Five Classics, General History, General History of China, Snow Country and many others. He often tells me that we can't waste time, as I learned in the textbook, "an inch of time is worth an inch of gold, and an inch of gold can't buy an inch of time."
After reading the book, late at night, my father returned to the store. At that time, I was sleeping soundly. Dad's footsteps lightly stepped on my dream again.
One day's composition by my father 1 1 My father is a doctor and works in Fuyang Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital. Dad gets up at 6: 30 every morning, cooks breakfast for us, and then goes to the hospital around 7: 10. He is always early and never late. He is really a conscientious father. Today, I went to the hospital to see how my father works. As soon as I entered the door, I saw my father inserting a needle into a patient. Those needles are long and bright. Dad skillfully put a silver needle on every acupoint of the patient. I thought it must be very painful, so I didn't dare to look at it for fear that the patient would bleed a lot. But the patient didn't feel any pain and didn't bleed at all. He even said he was bloated and comfortable. How strange!
Then my father installed a power supply on the needle. After adjusting the frequency, all the needles are dancing, and the patient seems to enjoy it. I really admire my father for remembering so many acupoints! When my father is a little free, he will introduce me to medical props, wormwood, moxa boxes, acupuncture needles and cupping. Although I took a book to record it, I still can't remember it clearly. There are many more! Dad is very serious about seeing a doctor and has a very good attitude, which is very popular with patients. Many patients were waiting for their father to come to work, so he became a busy man. Some patients are wordy, but dad can always explain patiently and ask questions in detail, trying to solve the patient's pain as soon as possible. Because of my father's efforts, my father was sent by the Red Cross to Mali, Africa to treat African people! My father has a preference for many African patients. One of them is a little girl who can't walk. After careful treatment by her father, she magically stood up and finally walked freely. The local newspaper also turned her father's acupuncture into a magic needle! Dad is really good! Dad was busy until 1 1: 30, and basically didn't sit and rest.
Have a casual lunch in the hospital cafeteria, then rest in the office and continue to see patients in the afternoon. Many patients come back for follow-up, and dad can always remember clearly what diseases those people have. It's 4: 30, and I finally got off work! Dad changed his work clothes and went to the nearby vegetable market to buy food, and then went home to cook for us! My eyes are blurred. I will do more housework and help my parents in the future. My father works too hard!