After finishing my homework I relax and watch some TV, and he is always around me, asking me if I have finished my homework and if the papers have been sent.
Sometimes I was asked to annoyed, a fire big top a few sentences, he pressured me, ordered not to allow me to open the TV, forcing me to study. I prefer not to, run to bed, lying in bed sometimes very angry, will curse his company no business, thought and climbed up to worship the Goddess of Mercy to ask her to pretend that she did not hear the curse just now ...... My father is very ordinary, ordinary people over the eye that is forgotten.
He has neither a tall and powerful appearance, nor a kind and storable character, and even less insight into the wisdom of the human heart. The image of my father in my mind is very varied.
Sometimes I find my father too annoying. After doing homework I relax to watch some TV, he is always around me, asking me to do my homework or not, is the volume hair or not.
Sometimes I was asked to annoyed, a big fire to contradict a few sentences, he pressured me, ordered not to allow me to turn on the TV, forcing me to study. I prefer not to, run to sleep, lying in bed sometimes very angry, will curse his company no business, thought and climbed up to worship Goddess of Mercy please she pretended not to hear the curse just now.
Sometimes I think my father is too "stupid". At home, my mother is usually in charge of the grocery shopping, and she's very careful with her money and always buys cheap, affordable, economical dishes.
So sometimes my brother and I want to eat a meal a little more generous, will ask my father to go to the market, because he bought more than my mother's generous. But he did not often buy, to the market to listen to what the seller said what good to buy what, people raise the price he also praised people to buy affordable, was pitched and said that this thing is really good.
So he often throws hundreds of dollars into the market, but all he buys are "fake and shoddy products". But he always bought a lot of seafood because my brother and I loved it.
Sometimes I think my father was too self-centered. My father loved tea.
As soon as he put down the chopsticks, he was busy boiling water to make tea.
He was busy boiling water and making tea as soon as he put down the chopsticks. When we were writing, he was always in the living room yelling for us to come out and drink tea.
I'm fine with that, but my brother hates tea. He was always yelling about how good tea is and how it's good for weight loss, and how it's good for people like me.
When he persuaded us to come and drink tea, I always told him that it was not good to drink too much tea. He always said that's who said that and it's not true.
Even when he said he was tired of it, he used force to solve it. No matter what, we just have to go along with him or he will never stop.
My brother used to say that he was a tyrant, and many times I felt the same way, but I know that he used inferior tea leaves when he drank tea himself, and much better ones when we did. In the tea he made, I tasted the endless sweetness.
My father is indeed a small and obscure man, but he is also a big man who can hold up the sky and the earth. No matter what role he played, I always thank him for giving me a chance to come to this world, and thank him for teaching me the greatness of all fathers in the world.
Father, I am so happy to be your daughter.
2. Write a 500-word essay on "I Love You, Dad"In my mind, my father is always so serious and fierce, and he seldom smiles at me, not to mention playing with me, and I don't think there is much sense of kinship between me and my father.
Walking down the street during the holidays, I saw my buddies holding hands with my dad and laughing, I was really envious and thought, "When will my dad hold my hand and walk down the street, that's great!" However, this small wish always failed to realize, the heart of the father can not help but some resentment. I've grown up, and my opinion of my father has changed.
One night, after dinner, after doing homework, I came to my mother's room to see her play computer, looked at, I do not know when to lie down behind the mother fell asleep. Mom woke me up, let me hurry to go to bed to sleep, but I do not want to move, my mother was angry and threw me in her bed regardless.
Lying in mom's bed, I feel very aggrieved in my heart, and I did not move to lie there. I do not know how long, I heard the sound of my father entering the door, see me lying in bed, my father did not say a word to pick me up, to my room.
Lying in my dad's arms, I felt an ambiguous flow into my heart ......; how I would like, to my room a little farther ah. I pretended to be asleep, let go with my father to help me take off the clothes one by one, and then help me cover the quilt, after doing this father in my little face gently kissed a mouth, and quietly walked away.
Opened my eyes and looked at the back of my father's departure, I felt a sour nose, tears unconsciously flowed down, how I want to say to my father: Dad - I love you.
3. Dad, I love you essay 600 wordsIn class, Mr. Yang gave a task to go home and say to our dad, "I love you!"
As soon as the class was over, the class exploded, everyone talked and discussed, and I was in deep thought. For me, saying "I love you" is too simple, should I be creative? Right, how about writing a letter and telling him verbally? Yes, this is a good idea, good, let's do it!
At night, I sat on the motorcycle going home and whispered to my dad, "I love you, Dad!" Dad smiled sweetly and whispered into my ear, "Heart, you know what? I love you too, Daddy may not have been able to achieve much in his life, and the greatest achievement is having you - my beloved daughter." A hot breath warmed my ears and even more so my heart.
That night, I lay in bed, unable to sleep in any way. The mind overflowed with the bits and pieces of life between my dad and me. I can't forget that when I was in first grade, on the way to school, the motorcycle suddenly went out of control and crashed desperately into the wall. You quickly carried me down, but you got on the "wild horse"-like crazy motorcycle and tried to control it. Looking at your head big drops of sweat, ignorant me seemed to realize what, wow, cried out, you keep saying: "Daddy is fine, heart liver do not cry, good boy! At this moment, you have become the most important person to me, your safety touches my heart, but my safety is the only thing you worry about. Can not forget, participate in the "very weekend" performance in your hands left the love wound, I am a strong girl, but for you, I am willing to give up the game and victory. The wounds are not evidence of our love for each other, are they not?
Unconsciously, it was late at night, although sleep was not sweet, but remembering today's task, I was full of confidence and strength. I carefully tucked the letter I wrote with all my heart under my dad's pillow and waited for his reply. Then, slowly I fell asleep. When I woke up, it was the next morning, I lay in bed, found a letter beside me, I immediately reacted, this is my father's letter of reply, when I read it, I did not realize that has been tears.
I'm going to say the words out loud to my dad, "I love you, Dad!"
4. "Dad I Love You" Essay 100 wordsDad has dark skin, big eyes, and thin lips.
He is the pillar of the family. He often works outside and seldom comes home. My dad and I don't **** the same language, I don't like to chat with him, and we never talk as father and daughter.
Whenever he comes home, he talks to my brother and plays with my brother. I feel uncomfortable when he's home and it's safe to say I don't really like him.
But after one thing my opinion of my dad changed. I was afraid that my dad would scold me when I failed the math test, but he didn't, he just said, "Yuan, when I was young, I couldn't even read, my family was poor, so my dad only read for 5 years, and then I didn't read anymore.
Sometimes I secretly lie on the window of the school to see how people study, see how the teacher teaches, and be bullied by those people. The first time I saw this, I was told that my father was only worthy of herding cows, and not worthy of studying.
At that time, Dad vowed to let his children study in the future, no matter how difficult it is, I will send my children to study.
This is the first time I've ever seen a child in the world who has been in the world for a long time, and I've never seen one.
But dad is worried about you, you always think that dad does not love you, only love your brother.
But I'm worried about you. You always think that your father doesn't love you, and only loves your brother.
Your brother is still small, and mom and dad have to take care of him more. I'm worried that this will affect your studies. There is no parent in the world who doesn't love his or her son or daughter.
The first time I saw this was when I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley, and the second time I saw it was when I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley. The first time I saw this was when I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley, and the second time I saw it.
The first time I saw this was when I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley, and I was a student at a school. I'm not sure if I can do it, but I'm sure I can do it, and I'm sure I'll be able to do it again. I cried when I heard my father's words, and I suddenly felt that I was very unintelligent, and I would only let my mom and dad worry, and I would only say that they were not good.
It turned out that my dad has always loved me, I would like to say to my dad a right not angry, but I do not have the courage, that was the first time I talked to my dad. I seem to understand a lot.
I don't know what to return my dad, I finally got up the courage to say to my dad, "Dad, I love you", my dad smiled and said to me, "Daughter, dad loves you more! "I love you more than ever.
5. "Dad (Mom) in fact I love you" essay how to writeTitle: My favorite mom and dad 1, since I came into this world, my parents began to take care of me, care of me. I grew up in their loving eyes, become a naughty little brat, a moment to make them happy, a moment to let them worry, trouble in trouble, but mom and dad do not blame me, but let me learn from it, let me grow up happily. First, let's talk about the strict father at home, my dad. When I was little, my dad was like the old boy in the TV series "The Legend of the Eagle Shooting Heroes", and he would play with me as a little boy endlessly. However, once I started elementary school, my dad became a strict teacher, and he was very strict with me. I was told to write properly; to draw vividly; to write colorful essays ...... I started drawing and writing in the first grade, and I became a little calligrapher and painter. I have to thank my dad for this! Because my dad always says: "A strict teacher produces a good student"! I also have a loving mother, my mom, who not only cares about my food and clothes, but also cares about my grades in all subjects. Language, English I learned well, my mother praised this, but my math is always unable to learn, of course, my mother is anxious, as soon as I have time to come up with a few math problems for me to do, so that I can memorize the concepts. With my mother's encouragement, I finally improved my math scores and was praised by my teachers! I thought to myself: without my mom's good intentions, would I have such excellent grades today? My mom and dad, also known as strict parents. That's how they are, always thinking of me and sharing my worries. How grateful I am to them! It's a kind of gratitude that words can't express. I want to reassure them that I will repay them with better grades and better actions! Mom and Dad, thank you.
6. Dad, I love you essayMy dad is an optimistic person, he is strong, open-minded and humorous.
My dad is tall, extremely stout, a well-defined outline of the country's word face has a pair of wisdom full of big eyes, high nose, but also left a small flat head it! Appear especially spiritual. My father is very persistent, whether it is winter months, or summer heat.
He went swimming on time every morning. I remember once, my dad and I swam with only a pair of swimming glasses, this situation, my dad gave me the glasses.
I said, "Dad you bring it!" And dad kept saying, "It's okay, it's okay." Dad's eyes were red from the water, and I was beautiful.
Dad is so nice! One thing I was very impressed, I went to my grandmother's house, because of naughty, I put water and salt into the air conditioner shaking control. As a result, the remote control board is broken, everyone thought, this time, my father is going to hit me, but the result is that my father gently said to me, "Baby, don't do this in the future."
Dad gave me too much love too much, I can give my father too little, but I know clearly, study hard is to give my father the best return. People say that a father's love is like a mountain, a father's love is like the sea, but I think a father's love is like honey, moisturizing my heart.
7. Write a 500-word essay on "I Love You, Dad"In my mind, my dad is always so serious and fierce, he seldom smiles at me, not to mention playing with me, I don't think there is much affection between me and my dad.
Walking down the street during the holidays, I saw my buddies holding hands with my dad and laughing, I was really envious and thought, "When will my dad hold my hand and walk down the street, that's great!" However, this small wish is always not realized, the heart of the father can not help but some resentment.
Gradually I grew up, the view of my father has changed.
One night, after dinner, after doing homework, I came to my mother's room to see her play computer, looked at, I do not know when to lie down behind the mother fell asleep. Mom woke me up, let me hurry to go to bed to sleep, but I don't want to move, my mother was angry and threw me on her bed regardless. Lying on my mom's bed, I feel very aggrieved in my heart, and I don't move at all to lie there.
I don't know how long, I heard the sound of my father entering the door, and saw me lying in bed, my father did not say a word and picked me up, and went to my room. Lying in my dad's arms, I felt an ambiguous flow into my heart ......; how I would like, to my room a little farther ah. I pretended to be asleep, let go with my dad to help me take off the clothes one by one, and then help me cover the quilt, after doing this dad in my little face gently kissed a mouth, and quietly walked away.
Opened my eyes and looked at the back of my father's departure, I felt a sour nose, tears unconsciously flowed down, how much I want to say to my father: Dad - I love you!
8. Essay: Say "I love you, dad" againMy dad is an ordinary person who can't be more ordinary, he went to work one day or the other.
My father is a father who knows the most about love and pain in the world. He took care of my life in every possible way, up to my food, clothing, learning, down to my mood good or bad.
In my vocabulary, there are no words to describe my dad. But he hurts me in a way that doesn't hurt, and his scolding is one way of hurting me, so sometimes I can't take it.
My dad is at home and is a dad and a mom {my mom is out working}. Yesterday my dad got sick and I did all the big and small things at home.
I did everything that needed to be done at home. That's when I realized how hard my dad had been spending his time, and how I had never realized that my dad had been quietly giving to me.
I am so sorry for my dad, now I will read your special love for me with my heart. Here I really want to say to my dad, "Dad I love you like a mouse loves rice."
My dad is an ordinary can not be more ordinary people, he is a day at work or work. My dad is a father who knows how to love and hurt the most in the world.
He took care of my life in every possible way, from my food, clothing and study to my mood. There are no words in my vocabulary to describe my dad.
But he hurts me in a way that doesn't hurt, and his scolding is a kind of pain, so sometimes I can't accept it. My dad is at home, being a dad and a mom {my mom is out working}.
Yesterday my dad got sick and I did all the things at home, big and small. I did everything that needed to be done at home.
It was then that I realized how hard my dad had been working, and that he had been spending his time like this, and I hadn't realized that my dad had been paying for me silently. I am so sorry for my dad, now I will read your special love for me with all my heart.
Here I really want to say to my dad, "Dad I love you like a mouse loves rice." Father's love is like a mountain, mother's love is like water.
A father is the pillar of a family, with a father there is a sky, he has to bear the responsibility and work that we can not imagine. Father is the sun, mother is the moon, I am the grass, I grew up in the father's sunshine; father is the wind, mother is the rain, I am the seed, I grew up in the company of my father; father is the boat, mother is the sail, I am a walker, my father carries me, sailing to the other side of the ideal.
Father in life is strict, his severity is sometimes very kind: It was a summer night, the sun has long been down, the sky has been black, despite this, the sky is still sultry, I sat in front of the window, looking at the piece of father's love of the essay, the heart does not have a clue, I tore down the paper once again, threw the paper basket can not be full again. Those waste paper like a hideous monster, pulled me into the predicament, the original sultry air more hot and unbearable.
A moment later, a bright light into my room, it turned out to be Dad, I said impatiently, "What!" Dad was my this yelling startled a big jump, incoherent said: "Nothing, see, see you doze off, give you a cup of hot tea to refresh." Said, put the tea on the table, quietly left.
I did not care, continue to write my essay, late at night bright moonlight shining on me. A couple of cold winds blowing through, I can not help but shiver, look at the table, already 11 o'clock, at this time, the light appeared in front of my eyes again, I yelled: "What are you doing ah! I haven't finished my essay yet!" I knew it was my father, but I did not look at him properly.
My father put a piece of clothing on my body, kind eyes looked at me and disappeared into the night. I looked at the clothes on the body, looked at the steaming hot tea, looked at the clock at 11 o'clock, looked at my father's old figure, my heart in a hidden pain.
This is an old father's care for his children, this is an old father's love for his children! I seem to see, a few white hair in the father's head settled, a few wrinkles do not know when, climbed the father's eyebrows. It's as if I saw one of my father's gray hairs, one of my father's wrinkles, was born for me.
If I were a poet, I would write a long poem to praise his love for his children. If I were a painter, I would paint his aged back.
If I were a writer, I would write the most beautiful article in the world to praise his love for his children. If I were a musician, I would use the world's most majestic notes to express his expectations for his children.
With this in mind, I added two words after "father's love": "without words".
Every father is a band-aid for his child, always ready to stop the bleeding of his injured child. Dad is like a big tree in the sky, sheltering us from the wind and rain.
Some children only like their mothers, because they cook red meat for you to eat, and will buy candy for you to eat, so they especially like their mothers. But have you ever thought, in your joy, what is Dad doing? He is giving to the family without expecting anything in return. Our daily necessities are all exchanged by dad with drops of sweat. Not him, how do you go to school, how to study?
In fact, all the world's fathers love their children, you are in the play, but the father is working overtime for the family, you are watching TV when the father is still working overtime. You are watching TV while dad is still working overtime. Do you know how good dad is to you? He can make himself work hard for us. Our dads are so good to us!
How easily our dads' hearts are satisfied! All they need from you is a small greeting, and he! He cares about you very much, cares about your every word, every action, every look.
I call on all the children of the world to give our dads a happy Father's Day, and to say iloveyou to our dads.
10. I love you, dad, more than 450 wordsMy father has dark skin, big eyes, and thin lips.
He is the backbone of the family. He often works outside and seldom comes home, I don't **** the same language with my dad, I don't like to chat with him, we father and daughter never talk.
Whenever he comes home, he talks to my brother and plays with my brother. I feel uncomfortable when he's home and it's safe to say I don't really like him.
But after one thing my opinion of my dad changed. I was afraid that my dad would scold me when I failed the math test, but he didn't, he just said, "Yuan, when I was young, I couldn't even study, my family was poor, so I only studied for 5 years, and then I didn't study at all.
Sometimes I secretly lie on the window of the school to see how people study, see how the teacher teaches, but also be bullied by those people. The first time I saw this, I was told that my father was only worthy of herding cows, and not worthy of studying.
At that time, Dad vowed to let his children study in the future, no matter how difficult it is, I will send my children to study.
This is the first time I've ever seen a child in the world who has been in the world for a long time, and I've never seen one.
But dad is worried about you, you always think that dad does not love you, only love your brother.
But I'm worried about you. You always think that your father doesn't love you and only loves your brother.
Your brother is still small, and mom and dad have to take care of him more. I'm worried that this will affect your studies. There is no parent in the world who doesn't love his or her son or daughter.
The first time I saw this was when I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley, and the second time I saw it was when I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley. The first time I saw this was when I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley, and the second time I saw it.
The first time I saw this was when I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley, and I was a student at a school. I'm not sure if I can do it, but I'm sure I can do it, and I'm sure I'll be able to do it again. I cried when I heard my father's words, and I suddenly felt that I was very unintelligent, and I would only let my mom and dad worry, and I would only say that they were not good.
It turned out that my dad has always loved me, I would like to say to my dad a right not angry, but I do not have the courage, that was the first time I talked to my dad. I seem to understand a lot.
I don't know what to return my dad, I finally got up the courage to say to my dad, "Dad, I love you", my dad smiled and said to me, "Daughter, dad loves you more! "I love you more than ever!