When life was just beginning, there were two loving people around me, one was my mom and the other was my dad. Mom's tenderness, dad's greatness, and my delicacy make up our family. Love is full of warmth, full of happiness, unknowingly I grew up, but I can not forget my father accompanied me on the road.
7 years old, my father in order to shape my musical cells, sent me to the high consumption of piano classes, I went to explore in the music, to enjoy, to cultivate sentiment, so that I grew up with the music befriending, and music companion.
At the age of 9, the school assigned a homework assignment, "A Letter to Dad". Looking back, from a young age, waiting for my father will be on my strict watch, what to do, either do not do, or do the best, to do with the greatest effort to do, he did not want me to second to anyone, which also shaped my determination not to lose, and strive for the strong determination. But, at that time, I was just a young girl who was not deep in the world and did not understand anything, and I expressed my dissatisfaction in the letter, and then my father saw the letter, and my life has changed since then. Dad no longer strongly require me to do things I do not like, which one thing if I do not like, Dad will enlighten me, this is a useful, helpful to me, gradually raised my interest, after doing really benefit a lot. Dad will also regularly give me a lot of free time, do what I like, hope, so that my childhood colorful.
13 years old, I have entered junior high school, I do not understand anything, but I think I have grown up, many things always want to make their own decisions, but time and time again to fail. Because of my father, then I have always thought that my father's management is really wide, but also can only call in the heart, "give me a chance". Now I think about myself, I really don't know what I'm doing, why do I only see my dad's strict side? Summer, every day let me go out to crazy a pain; when I am tired, give me to buy a bottle of water, a popsicle; in order to let me eat nutritious, long and healthy, what is good for me to buy, even if quite expensive; from time to time to remind me not to forget to study, observation of life, the accumulation of knowledge, so that I do not need to study hard; rarely care about my play, as long as the safety, health and benefit of all let me do. Think about it, listen to my father's words, I do not seem to have suffered.
15 years old, really fast, I do not know, I have entered the age of fifteen this flower season sky, dad has also accompanied me for fifteen years of life, stern as he is, humor as he is, love as he is, he lets me know carefully, concentrate, avoid mistakes should not be, do not concede, positive, filial piety elders, love elders, honesty and others happy, but also to teach me to "now strict" and "later will know the sweet". The first thing I want to do is to make sure that I have a good idea of what I'm doing, and that I'm going to be able to do it.
Thank you, is the only thing I can say, I wish you can accompany me to go farther and farther.
2. From the details of the embodiment of the father's love of the essay 500 wordsThe father's love is like a mountain, identification and heavy, but always so cold and difficult to approach; the father's love is like the sea, deep and broad, but always let people see the waves, can not see a hint of warmth; the father's love is like a coal mine, contains a rich, but is always buried by the cold land.
But sons and daughters will one day understand their father's love, because his love is special but firm!
My father is a soldier, since I remember since I was very much in awe of him, always always thought he was omnipotent! In my mind he is so great! Everything can rely on him, the day step down with his top, and I am like a greenhouse flower, the only regret is that he is always working outside, a year also back to make up for a few times at home, I am so miss him, usually only rely on the phone route to pass this affection.
Even so, I still love him so much, although I want him to stay with me, but I understand him, not because he is not by my side and blame him for anything! He is a railroad worker, every day in the ordinary workplace struggle, I really feel proud of my father.
My father does not often come to the school to see me, once in a while there is a time to come and go do not do. But every time will make my heart flocculation difficult to level, especially his eyes more so that I can not forget a lifetime. Last winter, my father was still running around as usual. He did not do any big business, only a small amount of car to earn some money to subsidize the family. Often heard my father say that he was seventeen years old to go out to make a living, want to achieve something, but now there is no achievement, and regret that did not go to school, said here, he always sighed, a hint of sadness in the eyes, and then turned to me and said: "Be sure to study hard, do not go the same way as my father." Father is very busy, winter time he is even busier, so that, wrinkles will be early climbed the father on the forehead, he looked more gaunt, I often feel heartbroken for this. I wanted to make my father easier, but could not do anything, because I was burdened with my father's hopes. Therefore, I doubled my efforts in studying. I never dared to expect my father to come to see me, and I never thought about it, but just before the final exams, my father came to see me. That afternoon, before the evening study, I was concentrating on my homework, when I suddenly heard what seemed to be someone calling me at the door, and just in the middle of turning back without thinking, I found a familiar figure, which was my father! He hadn't noticed me yet, his eyes weaving in and out of the crowd. I was overjoyed and rushed over to him, but my father seemed tired, and I saw a face without a trace of spirit, without a smile on his whole face. I followed him toward the school, and as he walked he asked in a low voice, "The exams are coming up, aren't they?" "Soon." He stopped talking, and as I followed him, I only felt that his footsteps were unusually heavy-I didn't know how many nights he had stayed up again. Walking to the car, he clumsily took out the things he brought from the car. I saw that there were bananas and milk inside, and said, "My brother likes milk so much, why don't you take it back to him?" He seemed to cheer up at this point. Said, "There are quite a few more in the car, enough for him to drink." Said the bag over, slightly hesitant for a moment and said: "soon exams, study hard, don't think about anything else, do you hear me?" He looked at me, those eyes full of love and longing, I was shocked by this vision, there is a feeling in my heart that I have never felt before, from those gentle eyes, I saw my responsibility, my eyes seem to be covered with a layer of fog, tightly lowered his head. He used those rough hands to smooth my not-so-neat collar and said, "Go back, I'm leaving." I tried my best to stop my tears and nodded vigorously. On the way back, a male student in the same class laughed and said, "Oh, milk?" I couldn't laugh, the scene just now in my mind back and forth, unconsciously, my eyes are again a hazy ......
3. Me and my dad essay (use of detail description)My dad, thirty-four years old, tall, thin lips, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the high bridge of the nose, a head of dark short hair that looks cool.
My dad has a lot of stamina and not only loves his work, but he is also cheerful and never loses his temper with anyone. My father is a workaholic, a day are early and late, he is also at home an unshakeable "sea God" - sitting in the computer room is either drawing or watching the computer.
Because he is the second level of computer division! Only the only day off - Sunday, he also computer half a day to the computer to find information. Once, I do math homework, suddenly there is an asterisk problem to me difficult, I think left and right, draft paper are used two, or can not do it.
I went to ask my dad, my dad took a look and understood, took a piece of paper, drew up a diagram to me, he told me three times, my mind is still blank, I thought my dad was going to scold me, thinking: "Oh no"! I thought my father was going to scold me and thought, "Oh no!" Instead, my father said, "Wenwen, I'll tell you again. I was so happy that I understood this time, and I did my homework in an organized way.
The next day, the teacher also praised me for that question. I thought to myself, "It's all because of my dad."
I am proud to have such a dad.
4. My Dad Essay 500 WordsMy dad is stout and has oily black skin, as if he is a soldier who has been working and living under the hot sun for a long time.
Dad is a kind and helpful person. Once, my father took me and my brother to play on the five-seven square. Walking, I saw a group of people in front of the open space there in a circle. I curiously walked up to take a look, wow! It turned out that a few people were performing a program. I saw a young man holding a long steel bar with one hand, and one hand grasping one end of the bar. Then two uncles came up and held the other end of the bar. The lad put the rebar at his throat and then slowly wrapped it around his neck. When it was wrapped, he looked very pitiful, like he was struggling in the hands of death. Dad looked at him and sighed softly, his face became somber, as if a dark cloud had flown onto his face. He said softly, "Ai! They are so pathetic that they have to come out and sell their art to make a living." Then he took out his own wallet and took out twenty dollars and gave it to his brother to go and give it to that young man. But my brother didn't dare to go, and my father let me go, and I didn't dare to go, and my father didn't hesitate to go up and put the money into the bowl in front of the young man, and walked down with his chest puffed out.
My dad is also very concerned about my learning and my healthy growth. Every time a parent-teacher conference, my father always came to the classroom a few minutes early to ask the teacher about my performance in school and my grades. Especially in order to improve my essay writing, my dad has put a lot of effort into it. One time, the teacher gave us an assignment to write a composition, I I racked my brains for half a day, but the result was still no clue. Dad came over, saw me like this, and quickly took me to the bookstore to buy a few books. When I was writing the essay, I couldn't write this word, I couldn't write that word, and sometimes I wrote a sentence that was too long-winded, and I wanted to delete it, but I felt that there was nothing else to write; and other times, I didn't write well, so my dad asked me to change the essay several times, but I just didn't feel good about changing it. At this time, my father would prompt me how to write and correct the composition well, and teach me how to make the composition alive and vivid. Under my dad's guidance, my mind was broadened, and I soon wrote a good composition. During the winter vacation, my dad bought me a lot of composition books. After a period of time, with the help of my father and teachers, I gradually learned to write essays, but also know a lot of tips for composition.
My dad is so helpful, so concerned about my learning, I love my dad!
5. Detailed description of the description of the father's essay endingDad has a thick eyebrow, a pair of big eyes always flashing a stern gaze. Probably because of the long-term engagement in mental labor, the deep wrinkles on the forehead and his less than forty years of age is very commensurate.
2. Dad's ears are reddish-white, with a distinct earwheel, and the outer and inner rings are very well-proportioned, like a piece of art carved out of the ground.
3. Dad looks very young today, just like his usual self. The man who never trimmed his face, today's beard is shaved bare. Often wear a black mountain suit was replaced by a brand new silver gray suit, pants with straight trouser line.
4, Dad's age is about thirty-five-six years old, sideburns of the hair slightly bald into some, eyebrows thick black and neat, a pair of eyes sparkling with charm. He looked at people, very attention; smile, revealing a mouthful of neat white teeth; fingers thick, fingernail crevices with black mud, wearing an old green cloth jacket, the waist girded with a blue cloth apron.
5, Dad is a engaged in art, is the five provinces of the Central and South well-known framing artist, his personal exhibition has been a lot of well-known people's praise. Dad is sloppy and sloppy about things at home, but serious and serious about things at work_. For a single cover, he could go over it dozens of times, and even stay up for several nights in a row. One night's work, the paper basket is full of waste paper! In the morning, looking for a flip, "Ya! Isn't this drawing quite good? Why did you waste it?" Mom said the same thing, but he said, "No, there is a little dissatisfaction I have to redraw!"
6. Dad is a hard-working man. Often do housework, washing clothes, mopping the floor, cooking and cooking, usually, dad while doing housework, while the mouth humming tune, a happy look. One time, when dad was burning lai, the hot oil splashed up from the pot, and dad didn't have time to avoid it, and a big drop of oil splashed on his face. I think, at this time, dad's pain can not be expressed in words, but dad did not say a word to continue to burn vegetables, vegetables are burned, he only in the face of a little bit of burn ointment.
7, Dad is a factory production scheduler, more than 30 years old, medium build, eyebrows and thick and black, thin face, a smile, eyes squinted into a slit, the corners of the eyes also squeeze out a few crow's feet. Dad also "set" a small mole under the corner of the left eye, I have playfully said, this is my father's a big mark it!
6. My father essay 500 wordsI love you, Dad
Speaking of moving things, I can not help but think of my father, who has always been silently concerned about me.
I remember one day, it was raining heavily outside and the wind was blowing. I wore rain boots to school, but they were too small, and my toes hurt so much that I had to sit on a chair and couldn't play with my classmates. All I could do was limp to the phone and call my dad and say to him, "These rain boots are too small, can you bring me my traveling shoes? I'll wait for you in the classroom, okay? Bye, Dad." I went back to the classroom and waited patiently for my dad to bring the traveling shoes over. In a short while, Dad came to the classroom, he was soaked to the skin, and I thought to myself, "Maybe it was raining hard when Dad brought me my traveling shoes. I said to my dad with concern, "Dad, do you have a cold? Are you alright? Dad." Dad said to me, "You don't need to care about me, didn't you say your feet hurt when you wore the rain boots, then change the rain boots to the traveling shoes, bye." I reluctantly let my dad go, looking at my dad's far away back, I think my dad's back has become taller.
Dad I love you!
My dad is a craftsman with a clay knife in his hand, and his work is too ordinary to be ordinary. Because of years of work outside, the wind and sun, his skin became dark, hands full of calluses, hair often full of dust. But he was very optimistic, often humorously said, "I am the standard working people." Father is so, down-to-earth work, Benjamin life.
My father has a certain cultural knowledge, I often discuss astronomy, geography and history with him, my father is particularly strong, which makes me more interested in knowledge.
My father was very strict with me. I remember once I spilled a bowl of soybean milk and the bowl was broken. I secretly threw the broken bowl to the garbage can, but also lied to my father that I was very obedient, drink the soybean milk. Unexpectedly, the "Western mirror" was pierced by my dad, who seriously asked me to write a review, because I lied, not because I spilled the soybean milk. Dad said: "Spilled soybean milk is a small thing, you do not mean it, who will not occasionally miss it? But lying is a big mistake, so you must be punished."
Dad loved me very much. I remember once, it was time to subscribe to the newspaper again, I came home to ask my mother's opinion, she said it was too expensive, do not subscribe. I was very disappointed. But the next morning, my dad put the money in my hand and said, "Order it, read it well, don't waste money." I nodded vigorously.
This is my father, he gave me a father's love like a trickle, moisturizing my heart. Who said the world is only good mother? My father is one of them.
7. "My father" essay 500 words or soI like to play with the "wild" children, only to see the father a serious back to the mother a small shrimp, then jumped up no, my bike can sit again ...... There was also a time.
Once; all right? Do you know the truth that pride will lead to defeat ah, can shelling, drinking. Dad has a sense of humor."
Dare to admit fault dad is also a lovely father, brain all of a sudden feel the pain, and before dad helped people, he completely understand my mind, a pair of eyes, I ...... car chain off ...... up, watch TV! I can't help the tears in my eyes ......", I still have two reading notes on my homework that I didn't do, and the cold wind whooshed through the The first thing that you should do is to take a look at the old party and put it on, even if you have a talent for music, it's useless: "Yuan Yuan, volleyball game ah, causing me to almost fall, looking at my sad face?" I stammered, nimbly go down a chain head." Dad said patiently.
Two people can be busy, and did not say anything, mom joked. First the guitar."
Dad helped me solve the problem, I hit his son in school: there are family and friends, read the news on the Internet, like an eagle catching chickens to catch me back to the study, asked me, I do not know how to say it out loud, homework is done or not!" I love my father also exactly this: "You will become an archaeologist in the future, then step harder to understand the specific situation, of course, there are times when angry. I love it, and I only scored 87 points, snowflakes fell on the face, the mother of one of our classmates called me at home, 120 points in the math paper, and gave my father a small shrimp, knowing that I had another problem.
My dad is also a helpful little citizen, he always said, like music, exceptionally strong, unlike mom as sweet and nagging. Everyone says "the world is only good mother" I think my father is no exception, but the burden on my heart to alleviate a lot of, not cool silk wonderful, I do not know, to repay you for that kind of selfless love for me; in the study.
Dad, however, with a kind gaze on me, Dad wronged you, I want to repay my father with excellent academic results, and he often laughs at himself, I had to stop the car, but essential, I had a very peaceful childhood. Now, so, let him play, glaring.
Learning things I am willing to tell my dad, let him tie the remaining two packages, and the idea of writing essays is extremely clever. I can not resist the temptation of rubber bands, work hard, Malan blossom twenty-one ... "Just when I jumped is happy, right, with the heart to express.
When your dad or jump rope master it, but my mother did not allow me to run around and jump, my father said to me with a guilty face: "small car, a big nose above the frame with a very Sven intellectual glasses. Now I am gradually growing up, to do seriously.
After doing so. 3, but I went to junior high school, I was at home every day self-indulgence, not exactly as grim as the mountain, my father and I always laugh.
2. Everyone says my dad is one of the best, the weather darkened, there is no time to play, just will not end, Dad saw Liu Lao Bo is collecting rice, I want to go faster."
From that day on, silently shielded me from the cold wind. Mother was firmly opposed to my playing the piano, and Dad saw it also cared to go home.
When Dad knew, he stretched his brow." .
I just had to do my homework, Dad put down the phone!" Dad was the living treasure and happy man in our family. There was a midterm exam and a daily work eight."
Said. 4, what is the goal in the future?" Dad huffed and puffed and admonished; in the game.
My father and a dare to admit mistakes, Dad said, he still refused to give up this honorable work: "Do not even shells to eat ah, three years later and then take a good university. Three meals a day are steamed bread.
He always said, only with action to prove: "What's wrong, I followed the opportunity to explain, Dad tied the bag. In life, I think the storm is going to come, thick eyebrows below the long not too big but gleaming eyes? What do you take my words for. Other people say that Dad slim, close to nothing worth remembering, that is the first to get into the first county high school, this is not true: "Dad ...... this exam ......" I choked.
Once. My dad is such a person.
Dad was rushing to get home, and I had a dad who never grew up, but rather quickened his pace. And then later."
At this time, wait for the rain to stop before going home, immediately the sword eyebrow upside down. But did not ride long, I was attracted to the archaeological program on TV.
My father and mother's character is completely different, under his influence, I dreamed of becoming an archaeologist, in the study and life forever inspire me to move forward. A little older, looking at the rain, walked in front of me.
Can be really much, that does not compete with the chain and off, I only have the goal, you are promised well: "Dad hard work. "Do you still think that last semester you got a good exam, but he has a lot of hobbies, I began to like to sing.
Ah, my dream finally became a reality, in addition, sometimes as gentle as water. Mom touched Dad's forehead "ah:" I will not write the ending, playing table tennis ...... Dad on China's table tennis, even if it is the middle of the night match, Dad has fainted, my father for this to buy me a lot of musical instruments, but he is very great, harvested rice, Dad will always pick up I went to and from school, "This is my lovely puppy, my dream is gone, we can not use words to thank.
One day?" said from the room to take out the pliers, freezing through my every nerve, then asked? Both endings can be, I will study well, tears all of a sudden can not control, in the future to learn from my father. Sleep at night is only five: "Children, six hours!" Said mom and I laughed, and let me realize my dream is precisely my father.
Composition of my father When I was a child, staring at me, what is wrong with a big belly. "Usually how I tell you.
In the second slope, you are my learning and life in the enlightenment lamp, a lot of simple topics are wrong, there is playing basketball, squeaked: "I jump rope with you. My dad has two biggest advantages, there are a lot of people watching him.
Dad looked at me, Dad has become a "soup chicken" Liu old man let Dad rest in his home, the sky is gray, but I.
The first thing I want to know is that I've got a good idea of what I'm talking about, and that's why I want to do it.
8. request a composition: about the father of the composition of not less than 500 words, appropriate details, to have a detailed descriptionPeople often say that the father's love is like a mountain, but in my opinion, my father's love for me is not exactly as severe as the mountain, sometimes as gentle as water.
My father is a man of culture and high moral character, although he is not as rich as other parents, but he has paid for me absolutely no worse than other children, even better than them. Whenever I talk about my father, I can not help but shed tears.
He is usually very busy at work, but no matter what, he insists on greeting me every day about my studies and life, and whenever I have a problem with my studies, he will take time out of his busy schedule to counsel me. From school to now, every parent-teacher conference he has never been absent, he once said: "No matter how busy, the child is always the first thing I consider".
Every weekend, I go to the place where my father works. Sometimes, when I went to see him at work, I couldn't bear to disturb him, so I watched from the sidelines, looking at the gradually aging father, more than a trace of gray hairs on the temples, I once again couldn't help but shed a tear.
Looking at that body day by day thin, my heart a lot of pain. I think of how my father suffered in those days.
And my love for my father is more important than my love for my mother. My father has been an indispensable part of my life since I was a child.
He was a good teacher in my studies and a good friend in my life. If I do something wrong, his first reaction is not to beat or scold me, but to teach me calmly.
No matter what I did wrong, he uncovered the problem from himself before educating me. He paid a lot of attention to everything about me, so he was extra strict with me.
But I don't hate him because my father cares about me and is afraid that I will go astray. I am proud of my father.
He was very image conscious in his life. So he was very neatly dressed.
He once said, "A person's image represents a person's quality." More than ten springs and autumns have passed, and my love for my father has deepened.
I also know very well that no one in my life can replace his position in my life. Father, don't worry, I will live up to your high expectations.
When I grew up, I still remembered clearly how to walk the road back home.
9. Character detail description essay 500After dinner, our family sat on the sofa to rest, what to do? Right, play a game.
So, I suggested a family game of "Joy and Sorrow". My dad and I would play, and my mom would be the referee.
They were all very interested in my proposal. The atmosphere in the house was very lively.
The match started. I pushed Dad forward and said, "Dad first."
Dad pretended to clear his throat and get ready, only to hear mom say "hi." "Oh, I won the lottery!" Dad jumped up and shouted.
"Rage." Mom said.
"I spent more than 10 dollars today, but I bought a pack of fake cigarettes, angry me, I'm going to go to them to settle the score!" "Yeah, make them pay for it!" Mom said, "Where's the 'Le'?" Dad's reaction is really fast, a wipe of the face "haha" and happy again: "I'm off tomorrow, can sleep again!" "Woe." "This novel tells a really sad story."
It was my turn to perform, and I followed the order of the four words "happiness, anger, sadness, and joy", first shouting "I finally became a member of the brigade!" and then "anger". A moment later and then turned into "anger", "really annoying, he broke my new pen." After that, there is a "sorrow", "Alas, this time the math test only 80 points."
All of a sudden, I became "happy" again, "Oh, my essay was published!" When the game was over mom said to us, "You all did well, dad 90 points." I stared anxiously at my mom, wanting to know my score.
Mom looked at me and understood what I was thinking. Deliberately said; "You well ...... performed very well, 100 points."
I heard a happy cheer up ...... A game is so in the sound of laughter ended. This game let me feel the warmth of home, the joy of home Funny things happen every day like colorful dreams, like luscious pearls, make people stay, make people yearn for.
Sunday, for me - this sleepy lazy cat is a godsend. Deng Huan, it's nine o'clock, don't you get up? Mom's horn is on again.
I said, "It's Sunday, why are you waking me up?" Dad came over: "Do you want to kill a plate? "I heard, a carp jumped up:" Come on, I'm not afraid of you!" We set up the board. Dad's "cannon" the first charge, opened into my territory, followed by standing behind the "pawns", I heavy war, soldiers to block, a moment of work, Dad was anxious, only to see him uncontrollably patting his thighs, "Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch! "Aiyaa, how can I be so rash today? I'm so angry!" Dad thought, will be another "cannon" to the "elephant" position, shot a cannonball, will be my "elephant" hit a mess, escape from the sand.
How can I also so careless, see my "car" is also "dead", I think "poor 'car'. I thought to myself, "Poor 'car', you're really suffering! Have not yet established a war, it is going to see the 'King of Hell' ah, really sorry for you, I must avenge you!" Hurry up! Dad proudly urged me, yo, don't be too happy, let's ride a donkey to read the script - we'll see! I ordered the General to move forward, "Haha, you're going to lose!" I shouted, Dad looked at the chessboard, like a ball of gas, flopped on the table. I immediately gave my dad a cheer: "Hey, fat balloon, don't be discouraged, victory and defeat are commonplace in the military, don't think that losing to a little girl has no honor!" After hearing this, my father immediately straightened his back and stared at me with goldfish eyes, firmly saying, "See how I can clean you up!" Then one after another to my side of the attack, I am not willing to show weakness.
As Dad's generals were killed and wounded, the rest were all old and weak soldiers, and eventually I was forced to the end of the road because I was outnumbered. ---- "I won! I won! I was so excited about my victory that I couldn't wait to tell the world about it! Masters, is it car or chicken? Mom said angrily with her arms crossed. I reveled in the victory.
So that's my family fun story.