In daily study, work or life, everyone has tried to write a composition, which is a narrative method to express a theme through words. The following is how to write my father's composition (generally 10). Welcome to learn from it!
My father is a good father, and I like him.
His handsome face has diamond-like black eyes, and his hair and eyebrows are black and bright, neither fat nor thin.
Once, my favorite toy was lost and I couldn't find it anywhere, so I told my father about it. I thought my father would criticize me, but guess what my father said? Dad actually said, "Month after month, you have made progress. You see, this time you lost something and learned your lesson. I won't lose it again next time. " Through this, I have never lost anything.
Dad has many advantages: he doesn't smoke or drink, he is handsome, he is humorous, he is also eager to work, and he is also a small leader of the unit!
Dad sometimes looks down, sometimes looks out of the window, and sometimes lies on the sofa to rest. ...
This is my father. I like him. What about you?
Today, I want to talk about my father.
My father is tall and fat. He wears a pair of glasses. He really looks like a fat doctor.
Dad works in a university, and there are always endless things to do every day. Dad always goes to bed late, but he gets up early. But he is still so fat, how strange!
Dad always said, "Too fat, too fat!" " So every time I come back from work, I have to go out for a run until late. Dad often exercises, but people are still getting fatter. Mother said, "You must have drunk too much beer. You're bound to get fatter if you drink like this. You'd better stop drinking. " Dad used to love beer, so in order not to get fat, he followed his mother's advice.
Seeing that Dad is so fat, I wish Dad would stop getting fat. Because obesity can cause many diseases, it is also unhealthy for people's health.
My father, no one knows him better than I do. Today, let me introduce him!
Dad, a tall man, usually wears black clothes and likes to put his hand in his trouser pocket to be cool. Introduce his appearance first, then his personality! He is both humorous and serious. Like this year! At that time, we made a snowman in the snow, and with a plop, my brother fell, but who knows, the snow under his ass "wandered" and jumped into his father's face, "Haha!" At this time, dad is simply a big cat. When he is serious, he doesn't laugh like that. For example, when I do my math homework, I write while playing. How can such a trivial matter escape my father's eyes? Of course, being scolded is inevitable! My father is humorous and serious. He is really a versatile father.
My father is a little fat. He always wants to lose weight. But dad always gives up halfway.
One day, my father said firmly to my mother, "I decided to have porridge with you." Then dad waved.
On Sunday, breakfast in the morning is two bowls of porridge. Dad drank two bowls and two bowls for lunch. In the afternoon, my father said weakly to my mother, "Hello! I'd better give up drinking porridge! Make me chicken legs this afternoon. " Mother said, "You can't do things by halves." Dad was ashamed to think: Hunger is worse than obesity!
I didn't know dad was so lazy until I lost weight this time!
My father's composition 5 I have a good father. His nose is high, his eyes are big, and he is short and thin. But my father is very handsome, and he is also very kind and kind-hearted.
Every time I ask my father to take me to a place, my father will take me there. Once, my father scolded me for playing computer for five or six hours that day. How long did I cry that day? Father didn't comfort me. I know my father is doing me good, but I am angry. After five or six days, I apologized to my father. I said, "Dad, I was wrong that day. Sorry. " Dad said, "Daughter, if you know your mistake, you will be a good boy. It won't happen again Do you understand? " "hmm." Dad, I get it. From now on, dad won't fight or scold, which is great. I like my dad best in the world.
I want to say to the children in the world: we must cherish our parents.
Article 6 of dad's composition has not been discovered until now. Father is really great, fatherly and really beautiful. -inscription
If the mother is a warm sun, emitting dazzling light, then the father is a soft moon, silently following behind you; How many people praise the greatness of maternal love in ancient and modern times, but who remembers the selflessness of fatherly love?
Father's love is like a stout tree, shielding you from the sinister sunshine; Father's love is like a thin fan, driving away the annoying heat for you; Father's love is like running water, so you can squat down and drink freely.
Father, what an ordinary sentence, but fatherly love is so extraordinary.
When I was a child, I was heartless and felt that my father should care about himself. Now grown up, I suddenly found that my father's palm was covered with hard cocoons. I don't know when the tall and straight waist is bent; And that forehead, I don't know when it was covered with many wrinkles ... Looking at all this, I burst into tears.
My dear father! I vaguely remember that when I was a child, you were so young and mighty, and you used to hold me high with your strong arms. I cried with excitement, thinking that I had met the sky. Now, looking at your aging back, tears filled my eyes, and suddenly I found that your big tree is old. It's time for us young trees to protect you!
You once said that when we grow up and have a job, we don't have to worry about you and send you money, as long as we can see you from time to time; Listening to your contented language, my heart hurts badly. How easy it is for a father to be satisfied! At that moment, I deeply realized the greatness of fatherly love.
Some people say that my father is like a brave soldier, but I say that my father is like a pointer, urging me and chasing me all the time; I remember a time when I unconsciously developed a bad sitting posture-writing always leans to one side; Careful you soon found out and reminded me several times, but I didn't care; Looking at me disapprovingly, you got angry and said, "Sit down quickly!" " "Therefore, I always sit in a good sitting position discontentedly. Until now, teachers often praise me for my good sitting posture, and I understand your good intentions.
I didn't realize until now that my father was really great, caring and beautiful.
Article 7 of Dad's composition "As long as I see mine, I will be happy-because he is my son and has nothing to do with autism."
This is a sentence from Cai Chunzhu, my father's "funniest father of the year" and "father of autism". He made me feel sad and couldn't help crying-honey, do you know what happiness means in your father's dictionary?
This child, who once made Cai Chunzhu proud and was regarded as a synonym for cleverness and loveliness by Cai Chunzhu, was diagnosed with autism at the age of two years and six days. I made a big fork and refused his life and his parents' life. Cai Chunzhu's wife even resigned for this, just to take better care of me. Cai Chunzhu's life has changed. The text of this book is divided into two parts. Heroes and Fathers collects Cai Chunzhu's feelings after learning that his son has autism, and self-mockery is one of the major colors. "A Father's Guess My Story" simulates my son's own vision and angle of seeing relatives, family and the world from an autistic child. It is very different, fun and unique.
This is a strange and true book. Humorous language and dramatic details will make you laugh, but they will also make you deeply silent after laughing and sigh heavily after laughing. Such a person, such a life, is so helpless! How difficult it is not to despair, not to be angry or even to complain! I have read too many books about autistic people, which are very sad, helpless and painful. However, my father loves me, which makes me vaguely feel that taking care of an autistic child is also happy. I can think of how optimistic, strong and hard my father is to do this; I can think of how my father couldn't stop laughing, so I cried and smiled and faced the worst suffering in life with a smile.
We should be optimistic day after day, never give up hope, and how much love is needed as the foundation to keep from shrinking and being timid. We can't fully understand my father's pain. What was left in his words was a smile and joy. There is only a little bit of dry acid hidden in the depths, and a little bit is enough for us to see his persistence and his deep affection.
My father, you know, what I want to say to you most is: you are really a good father!
My father, do you remember when you came home? I showed you that question. You haven't spoken for a long time since you got it. I thought, well, dad is hopeless! I pulled you to play and said, "Don't do such a difficult problem!" " "You smiled and said," Wait a minute, son, let me ask you, is this a necessary homework? "I said," yes, but I don't think anyone can do such a difficult problem. Let's stop doing it and have fun. " At this time, the smile on your face disappeared. You dragged me to the table and said to me, "Son, since it is necessary, since you have learned this knowledge, you can't give up because it is difficult. Besides, I ask you, have you thought about it? " Say that finish, you will seriously stare at my eyes. I was stared at by you guiltily, because I really didn't seriously consider it. After reading the question, I found that I didn't understand it, so I didn't do it. I shook my head embarrassedly. You said, "Son, you can't be tough. "If this is a difficult problem in the exam and it takes a lot of time, you can consider giving up, but you can't give up without thinking when practicing. If you want to score 100, you usually have to score 120, don't you think? Come on, learn from dad. Dad can't. Let's think about it together and see if we can find ideas? "
I look at you, and you look at me with a smile. I seem relieved to read the topic with you. I'm upset when I look at it, but I just can't understand it! At this time, you gently reminded me that your big hand touched my back, which made me very comfortable, and I was less bored and able to think again. After 1 many hours, I finally figured this out at your prompt. I am particularly happy because I have never thought about this difficult problem so seriously. At this time, you said to me again: "Son, have you found it?" Calm down and think about it. You can come up with a solution to the problem. Whether you can do it in the end or not, don't you think your thinking ability has improved? "
My father, you are really my good father. You made me understand that you can't "fall down as soon as you are hard". Only after careful consideration can you really gain knowledge. You know, in fact, you usually teach me a lot of things, didn't you think of that? Haha, I'll tell you now, you are my good father!
Article 9 of dad's composition Who is the person who accompanied me to grow sturdily and give me happiness? Who can work hard for me? Who saved me regardless of his own life?
Open my colorful memory treasure house and find something that will make you cry. It was dusk, and the flaming morning glow lit up the sky. When I was young, I was very excited when I arrived at Tieniu Square. I ran as fast as I could, but I didn't notice a taxi behind me. At this time, the taxi was running towards me, and I was about to get hurt. My mother rushed over and shouted, "Baby, baby! And hurriedly stopped the taxi by hand. At this time, I looked at my mother's slender arms and my heart was filled with infinite gratitude. I feel that my mother's strength at this time can't catch up with the giant. This kind of power is infinite love and yearning for me. I rushed over, grabbed my mother and cried in her arms. At this time, I saw a face full of tears and a face full of excitement. I will never forget that scene.
One more thing, which impressed me deeply. It was raining cats and dogs that day. I didn't bring my umbrella. I watched the parents of other children go home together after receiving their children. I thought: is mom there? Just when I was at a loss, my mother magically appeared in front of me, but she only had an umbrella. For me, my mother didn't have an umbrella, and my petite body stood out in the rain. After returning home, my mother has been coughing and running a high fever. I was in tears: "Mom, it's all my fault, it's all my fault, I'm wrong, I'm wrong …" My mother stroked my forehead and whispered: "Son, you are right, you are innocent, it's my own fault!" Mom said that and went to bed. But I have many ideas: my mother sheltered me from the wind and rain, worked hard and didn't listen to her at ordinary times. Did my mother just leave? Does she want to kill herself? I'm afraid something will happen to my mother. The more I thought about it, the more scared I became. I couldn't help crying. Then I realized that my mother was my blessing. People with maternal love are so happy that I should be filial to her.
A kind-hearted mother made clothes for her wayward son's body. She sewed them carefully and repaired them thoroughly, fearing that the delay would make him go home late. But how much love does an inch of long grass have? Motherly love, so silently revealed, will never be exposed.
Father's composition 10 Father's love is not everywhere, but everywhere.
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"Ha car!" I sneezed savagely and surprised my parents at the dinner table. My mother glared at me and said, "I told you not to cover yourself when you slept yesterday." You have a cold! " "I scratched my head, carefully took the toilet paper handed me by my mother and wiped my nose.
However, dad still eats by himself and says nothing. I sneered in my heart, and my son caught a cold and didn't care. It's inhuman. Think about it, too. Growing up, I got little fatherly love. Maybe he is not good at expression! My impression of him is that he often criticizes me, often belittles me and often makes me useless. In my eyes, he never really loved me.
After breakfast, my mother went out to buy food and my father began to boil water. I did Sarah laugh and saw it again. It was still cold water, so I had to burn another pot. Aren't these two?
The water soon boiled. He carefully lifted the kettle, first poured a full cup into my cup, and then poured the rest into other cups. Tell me to drink more hot water before watching TV. I hummed a few words and went to do my homework.
After doing my homework for a while, I said hello to him and went to school to play table tennis. I played ball with my classmates all morning and went to my aunt's house in the afternoon. I ended up out crazy all day.
It is really cold to come back at night. I watched TV with my parents, and my mother told me to wash and sleep. Dad can't take his eyes off his game. Mother told me not to kick the quilt at night. I nodded, said good night and went to bed.
I don't know how long it took, but when I was groggy and almost asleep, my father's footsteps-steady and powerful, deep and loud. I braced myself to see what tricks he would come up with, but I saw him sneak into my room, go to the window and gently close the window I didn't close. This makes me wonder: When did my father with thick hair become so meticulous? He came to my bedside, carefully put his hand on my forehead, and the other hand on his forehead. For an instant, he seemed relieved and took his hand away. Tuck me in carefully and walk out of my room. I turned around because I hated tears running down my face. In the room, under my bed, the weather is getting warmer and warmer.
Why am I crying? Crying about dad's rough hands, or did he help me close the window and cover the quilt? Or 13 years of unknown fatherly love? Or did my father's love melt the ice in my heart?