#582636 Praise my good father's composition 1
All of us have fathers, some are thousands of miles away, some are close at hand, and some are close at hand but have no time to accompany our children.
My father is different. He is not busy and far away, but he can't stay with me all the time. This is because he has a bad habit: looking at his mobile phone. He often watches for hours without listening. He also has a worse habit, that is, swearing and hitting people easily. As long as he doesn't like it, he will start swearing, sometimes very badly, and he will add his fists.
Of course, he also has many advantages. He is a versatile and knowledgeable person. Whether it is calligraphy, painting, literature, sports or mathematics, my father is proficient in everything. He taught me to do my homework very well. Many topics were incomprehensible to others for a long time, but he could make people understand them at once.
But what I admire most is his specialty in painting. Although my father is an English teacher, he often draws beautiful patterns inadvertently. At home, my father is often praised by my mother and me for this.
I remember when I was in the second grade, an English teacher once held an open class and asked each student to bring some food pictures to the class, but there was no printer at home. Then he said to me, "Don't worry, I'll draw for you." After that, he skillfully drew several kinds of food and colored them. The next day, I came to school with a picture. Many students gathered around me and asked enviously, "Was it printed at this time?" Where did you find this photo? I proudly told them: "This was painted by my father! "
This is my father, a man who is good at everything.
#376368 Praise my good father's composition 2
My father is a very strong man.
When he was seventeen, he went to another country to do business. At that time, he had not lost his childlike innocence, and he shouldered the burden of family livelihood. At the age when he should be studying, he resolutely embarked on a muddy road.
When I was a child, I admired my father very much and thought he was the greatest man in the world. No one is more capable than him. He can take me to many places and buy me delicious and interesting things. The latest Barbie doll is also a gift from him.
Later, when I grew up, I began to have my own ideas. Because of my grades and some things, my differences with my father are getting bigger and bigger. During the rebellious period of my youth, my father and I seldom sat together to communicate. I always complain that he gave me chicken soup for my soul, which made me feel stressed.
But my father never gave up. Whenever I make a mistake, he will help me behind my back and let me stand up again, the light of towards the distant; Whenever I lose the motivation to move forward, he will encourage me to embark on the road to the future again and find the real future.
This is my father, a silent man who loves me deeply. I am the continuation of his life, the sustenance of his future and the pride of his life. He is my most solid backing, my warm harbor, and a beacon to guide me forward. I love my father, just as he has always loved me.
#257930 Praise my good father's composition 3
In my long life, you pulled me back from the cliff many times. You, on the scroll of my life, have drawn another landscape. You added another song to my life song.
Walking on the "Champion Bridge" hundreds of meters high, the roaring river at the foot scares me. The swaying bridge hung my heart in mid-air, as if it were about to fall, and the pottery water under my feet was like a crocodile with its big mouth open, waiting for us to automatically deliver these delicious foods to the door. My face looks so pale in the hot sun, and my hands holding the handrail are sweaty. I flinched. I almost cried and begged you to take me back, but you turned me down sharply and said, "Just don't look down, just move on." Actually, it's not scary at all. Try it if you don't believe me. Besides, you have a father behind you. Don't worry! "With your encouragement, the cowardly screen was broken by a powerful hammer, and you took a step forward quickly. Finally came to the end, a sense of accomplishment arises spontaneously.
It is you who taught me to be strong and gave me the confidence to overcome cowardice.
When I quarrel with my classmates, I am like an active volcano about to erupt. You gave me an ideological education specifically for this matter, which gradually improved my feelings with my classmates and made me friends again.
You taught me to be empathetic. I have so many close friends now.
In the hot summer, I never stepped out of the air-conditioned room. In order not to let me form bad habits, you accompany me to run every night. In less than three days, I can't hold on. You said, "Persistence is victory. Bitter before sweet, you can taste the sweetness of the world. " After a summer's training, my running performance has improved obviously.
You taught me to persist. Never give up everything.
You are a bright light in my life; You are an indispensable part of my life; You are an important note in my life song. Because of you, my life becomes valuable.
#376374 Praise my good father's composition 4
Our family of three drove from downtown to the new district, and it has been driving for dozens of minutes before we knew it. As usual, I looked out of the window, a little gloomy. It used to be like a thick layer of cotton cumulus, but now it's like ebb and flow, like a farmland. Gradually sparse in the distance, and finally disappeared between heaven and earth.
"I want to take a nap at the gas station in front," my father gripped the steering wheel with both hands. The car turned to the right from the road that should have left. When I looked back, my father's eyes were a little dim and full of fatigue, which looked like a small dark cloud in the sky.
My father has entered middle age and works in a foreign-funded enterprise. He goes out around 8: 00 in the morning and comes back after 6: 00 in the afternoon. When we get home, we just do our homework, eat and rest. As soon as my father came home for dinner, he picked up the computer and began to work, reading one English email after another, and then picked up his mobile phone to discuss with his colleagues. He always tells us to go to bed early, but he has to drag his tired body and start discussing with foreigners again. He speaks English this time.
The scenery outside is very calm. Father stopped, put down his seat and closed his eyes. My father didn't split Jiusan, connected Jiuze, decided Jiuhe and decided Kyushu, but he is still the Jade Emperor in my heart. I also close my eyes, remembering the great man's contribution to me.
#582633 Praise my good father's composition 5
My father has a pair of rough big hands, a tall and burly figure and a pair of big eyes. Every time he stares, he seems to release something full of terror. But sometimes he is an honest and reasonable person. He also has a magical place, with a "yin and yang staggered" face. His face sometimes smiles, and sometimes dark clouds are gathering.
One thing can be proved: in primary school, my grades have been hovering at the middle level, and I can't get up or down. Finally, once, the god of luck came to me. I got a good grade in the exam, took it back and stared at my father. Father's face suddenly brightened up and was full of vitality. He doesn't usually like to laugh, so he laughed and read my test paper today. I was elated and thought, "Yes! My strength is not ordinary! " But then I couldn't be proud. Father frowned, and his face was like a stone covered with maggots on Mount Vesuvius, staring at a place.
Dad's face is starting to attack again. His face was full of sunshine just now, but now it is overcast and thunder rumbles. He pointed to an arithmetic problem and said to me, "It's so simple, you can make mistakes. Is your brain made of pigs? " Really. "Just now, my heart was like a pot of cold water, like an ice sculpture. The heartbroken father's face is tighter than before, like an angry bull.
Just when I was disheartened, my father put his big rough hands on my head and said to me earnestly, "Don't be so careless next time, have a good check and try to be higher every time." Looking at his father's face again, I found that the "maggots" on his face were gone, and the dark clouds on his face were much less. The confidence frozen by the ice sculpture is back, and my heart is warm. It turns out that dad is not that terrible.
This is my father, looking uncertain.
#25793 1 Praise my good father's composition 6
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 aging face, his rickety back, his white sideburns in Shuang Shuang and his 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.
#376369 Praise my good father's composition 7
Wearing a red hat washed white, a gray suit and a pair of green rubber shoes, riding a tattered bicycle every day, that is my father.
I don't know what's going on. As long as I think of my father's hard work outside and his white-haired and thin body, my nose will always be sour, my heart will be full of gratitude and tears will fill my eyes. He is only in his forties! Think about being fat in middle age when you are in your forties, but dad always works hard and gets up early every day. Whenever night falls, he drags his tired body home.
My dad! Dad who works hard every day! You always put me first, and for me, you make money desperately; For me, you often work in the fields late at night; For me, regardless of your health, you scrimp and save every day, so that I can eat and wear warm clothes, live and study in a good environment and live comfortably.
I really want to smooth the wrinkles on your face myself; I would like to turn into a breeze to dry the sweat oozing from your forehead; I am willing to drag myself tired every day.
#582634 Praise my good father's composition 8
Life is inseparable from relatives and friends, and it is with them that we can live such a happy life. Everyone is closest to his mother, and his father is equally great. Without his deep love and gentle complementarity of maternal love, there would be no me today.
My father has a standard Chinese face and a pair of square glasses on his big nose. Because I have been wearing glasses for a long time, my slightly prominent eyes are often dubbed "dead fish eyes" by me. Thick eyebrows are slightly "eight". At first glance, it looks serious. In fact, he is very cheerful in life. There is a ball I played with when I was a child at home. I have long been dismissive. When my father saw the ball, it was like finding a treasure. If you have nothing to do, just pick it up and pat it a few times, so I hear the sound of "snapping" every day at home, day after day, year after year. Mom laughed at him as an old urchin, and once he deliberately hid the ball. He couldn't find it after work, so he searched the balcony and bathroom in a hurry. Mother saw that he was in a hurry and had to take it out and return it to him. He smiled and slapped again and said, "Take more exercise, or you will become a little fat man." I gave him a hard white eye and rushed to pinch him, but he was not annoyed. He blocked my view with the ball and dodged from side to side, saying, "Ha, look how agile I am."
My mother takes care of me in life, while my father always tries his best to help me with my studies. Father has a flexible mind and is especially good at science. Whenever I have a problem, my father always helps me solve it. He didn't simply tell me what to do, but helped me clear my mind and let me think for myself. I remember it was a winter night, I was stumped by a math problem, and my father was busy with work and had not come home yet. My mother said to me, "Go to sleep first. When my father comes back, let him see the topic and teach you tomorrow morning. " I fell asleep peacefully. Late at night, in a daze, I heard a rustling sound. I tried to open my eyes a little, but I saw my father sitting at the table in the dim light of the study, without taking off his down jacket, thinking with a frown. I looked at the time by the dim light. It is already midnight 12: 30. At that moment, I don't know whether it was because of the light or the warmth of the bed. I always felt warm and heartfelt. Unconsciously, I entered a dream. The next day, my father woke me up early. "Girl, come on, get up!" I'll teach you that question. Oh, the topic is actually not difficult. I can tell at a glance. Let me tell you this idea. You can do it! "Listening to my father's words and looking at his smiling face, I felt so happy that winter morning. It seems that the figure under the lamp last night was just my illusion. My father didn't meditate under the lamp at all, but I knew it did exist. The feeling at that time was so real, and the scene at that time was so deeply imprinted in my mind ... My father said this to make me believe in myself and have confidence!
It is said that father loves a mountain, yes, father loves a mountain! It will give me strength when I am in trouble, direction when I am confused, confidence when I am lost, congratulations and vigilance when I succeed. Father's love is the mountain that supports my life!
Thank you, father, for everything you have given me.
#582637 Praise my good father's composition 9
In people's eyes, I am happy because I have a father who loves me and loves me! Dad is a thin man, height 175 cm. He is young, but his sideburns are all white hair!
The story of my father and I should start when I was a child! Whenever I go out to play on holidays, I will never miss the opportunity to "hurt" my father. It was a home visit of Wanda, and the girl who came face to face was deeply attracted by the colorful balloon in her hand. Dad looked everywhere without looking back and didn't come back for half an hour. I don't know why, but I'm never tired of playing with a balloon in my hand, and I seem to know that it's not easy.
Dad is a person who doesn't know how to refuse, especially to others, me, walking, catching loach, fishing … Once he is free, he will sincerely accompany me. In the evening, when I walk with my father, he will make me happy. Whenever I am ecstatic, he will suddenly and seriously point to the billboard on the roadside and tell me what this word is or how to pronounce it. Sometimes I even stride forward and count the numbers. Sometimes I talk about what is happening around me. After a long time, I know more and more.
I found that I could not live without my father more and more. "Dad, let's go and play!" "Dad, let's play chess!" ..... Once my father is not at home, I miss him so much that I don't even cry when I sleep.
Gradually, I entered the primary school learning stage, and I was no longer so free. My mother also put a lot of pressure on me: learning piano, drawing and calligraphy. But dad is heartless, and I know it's another kind of love called release. Finally, my improper behavior angered my mother and was criticized. Dad began to rebel against his mother and said loudly, "You can be fine without her!" " "Hold me in your arms, my father left tears in his eyes! I ran to dry my father's tears. I really think how brave my father is to say this sentence! My father also wiped my tears and told me, "We should stick to what we learn. Don't be afraid of difficulties. Can you do it? "We pull our fingers and make sure to learn every day well.
This is me and my father!
I admire my father very much. He has always been calm. Like water, he is more imposing when encountering obstacles. Dad is more like a thick book. Although I don't understand the meaning, I will know my father better as time goes by. I will gain a lot with my father, now and in the future.
#257932 Praise my good father's composition 10
Father is a man who is not good at talking. There are traces of years on his forehead, always smiling and broad shoulders, which has become the "symbol" of his father.
In primary school, my father always walked in front of me. He sent me to school, carrying a schoolbag, and I trotted after him. At that time, I wanted to say: Dad, you are so great! At that time, a tall father, a capable mother, and this little me, a simple and happy home.
Time climbed up his father's face, and his sideburns were a little silvery white. I grew up with the small trees planted in front of our house. I like my father very much, because she always laughs and plays with me; But I know that I can silently look at my father's bent back as if he were far away from me. Father's status rises higher and higher, so does mother. I entered middle school and lived on campus. Go home on weekends, open the door and stand at the door. I feel lost in an empty home. I grabbed a piece of paper with my father's powerful words written on it: "Xiaoyu, my father is on a business trip and my mother is on a business trip. Leave money for my own use and take good care of myself. " Dad. "I sighed and put the paper into a ball and put it in my pocket. I don't know why my eyes were full of tears. This lifeless home! I thought sadly.
When I came back from class the next day, I heard the range hood buzzing in the kitchen. I was wondering who it was when I heard a long-lost loud voice: "Come back!" " "It's dad! My heart is full of joy. " Dad. Don't you see the difference? "Ah, yes. While busy cooking, my father whispered, "I'm afraid you're hungry and worried about you." "Nothing else, but I have a feeling in my heart.
Take the school bus to school, and my father helps me with my bag. My father and I walked side by side, looking sideways, and the wind was blowing my father's black silver hair. I want to say something, but I can't. When crossing the road, my father took me and then took my hand. "Dad." I looked up: "What do you want me to report to you?" Father shook his head: "You always walk in front of me, and your happiness is reporting." On the school bus, I cried. I touched the branches in my pocket, and there were words on the back! My name is full, over and over again.
Dad, what do you want me to give you in return? You are always in front of me, and your happiness is the reward.
I finally remembered what I was going to say: "Dad! I really want to say I love you loudly! " You don't need anything, just pay, and what about me? What I want to report is a heart that loves me!