Looking at his father, he seems to always be so tall; looking at his father, his shoulders seem to always be so safe; looking at his father, his face seems to always be so kind; looking at his father ...... I do not know when, looking up to his father has I have become a habit of looking up to my father.
Such a prose sentence should not be used in the beginning of the composition of writing affection, you can write directly from the following.
As a child, I was a follower of my father. At that time, I was particularly active, a moment can not be idle, only know to follow the father to play around, small hand tightly pulled the father's pair of broad and warm hands, feel the warmth of the father's hand warmed me, do not want to let go. Two round eyes from time to time look at the father's back. Father is not very upright, even a little short, a little fat, but straight, full of confidence and strength. Looking up at the father's back, now feel change full of security, think even if the sky down, also have father can carry for me. The heart of a surge of confidence, and even unconsciously raised his head a little.
The calendar in the family tore a page after a page, changed a book after a book. Behind my father, full of confidence, after a few years of madness in the middle also gradually left the side of my father, made a group of friends belonging to their own, naturally, friends instead of my father, my time is also a little bit of time to spend in the body of the friends, but forget about my father.
Lifting my eyes, I found my father. I learned from the hour, but suddenly realized that my father is no longer as before, - my father is old! Father then in the memory of the body is always straight, has long been unable to withstand the burden of life and slightly curved hunchback, always confident back, but by the life of trivial fragments of small things to wear away the sharpness, appear slightly hunchback. When he walked past me, it reminded me of the falling leaves in the autumn wind. When I took my father's hand again, was it still the hand I knew and missed? It was a pair of hands that were completely unfamiliar to me. The hand is shockingly raised tendons hit my heart, the thick callus on the palm of the hand trembled my soul.
Yes, I am growing up, my father is getting old. My eyes are moist and my nose is sore. My father used his love, his health, his everything for me in exchange for what I have today, but never complained. Adolescence, we have some rebellion, so that the two generations have more generation gap, very little time to talk with him. But my father in silence for us toiling, his back is slightly lonely, perhaps he does not expect anything, watching me grow up, not good at words he felt comfort, this is his happiest thing. As a daughter, how much have I done for my father? Even if it is to accompany him to talk, but always say that there is no time.
Once again, I look up to my father, I know that my father's dedication to me, my love for me, it is worthwhile for me to spend my life to look up to, to return, in my heart, my father's figure has a height that no one can exceed.
Father, the height of my heart forever
General comment: This is a writing father's essay, feelings written very heavy, real, the text is smooth, but read empty, difficult to move. Suggested that this student read again Zhu Ziqing's "back", to see how Zhu Ziqing wrote about his father through the details of his father to send him to the train. The biggest problem with this essay is the lack of examples and details. If there are no examples or details in a character essay, it is basically a failure, and even if the text is good, it won't help. In addition, from the structural point of view, this essay is basically in line with the format of the essay, the beginning of the three prose sentences, point positioning, the middle of the middle to write in detail, the end of the point of illumination. This is to cope with the examination is possible, but if you look at the requirements of prose composition, it seems deliberate, do, unnatural, which is contrary to the composition of the affection, the tone of reminiscence
2. Description of the father's personality traits of the composition (do not method) please help `Dad's biggest feature is that he is always a look of nonchalance.
Last Saturday afternoon, the sun shone brightly, my mom and I carried a hoe ready to go to the building to hoe. Out of the door to hand over, Mom confided in Dad: "Remember to take a bucket to drench the vegetables later." At this time just woke up dad stretched a lazy, nodded his head as a promise.
To the vegetable field, mom hoeing, I pick up stones. Time passes by, the sun is only half of the face. But Dad's shadow is not there. At this time, suddenly heard a "bla" sound, look at the sound, it turned out to be mom to break the hoe handle. Mom told me to go home and get another hoe. I ran home, opened the door, and saw two buckets in front of the door, with a stretcher on top. When I looked up, I saw my dad sitting in front of the computer with his legs crossed, playing chess. I grabbed my hoe and said to Dad, "Dad, it's almost dark, don't go yet!" Dad looked back with a few naughty smiles and replied, "Well, wait a little longer." I shouldered my hoe and thought to myself as I went downstairs, "What a weirdo, all set and still not coming down." When I got to the vegetable patch, I reported Dad to Mom. Mom said indignantly, "This person, no sense of time at all."
After another meeting, the sun has completely gone down. Only to see the father of a hand *** pocket, a hand holding the stretcher, east look, west look, slowly and leisurely walk. The two buckets on the stretcher swung around rhythmically.
Mom saw Dad came, immediately whined: "What time is it, but also shower a ghost ah." Dad thought so, said with a smile, "What's the hurry, just now the sun is so big, drenched is also long dry, now ...... water hello." Just see dad scooped up a ladle of water, a dish a dish to pour ...... slowly. The last wisp of the setting sun's afterglow also disappeared, Dad put down the bucket, one hand crossed his waist, a hand holding the water scoop, pointing to the vegetable field, said: "Drenched well. See, this way the vegetables won't be exposed to the sun and will have a night to absorb the water, isn't that nice?" I thought, "Oh, Dad is slow, but slow for a reason.
Dad's unhurriedness is not a bad thing. Like today, how many people are busy for fame, money and high-ranking officials, and finally caught such and such a disease. It's better to be like my dad - to be uncontested and live a carefree life.
My father is a driver and I rarely see my father every day. I know that my father is busy for us again.
When it comes to my father, one of his best features is his eyes. When my father smiles, his eyes squint into a slit. Therefore, whenever my father laughed, we said to him, "Father, can your eyes still see us?" And with that, he laughed heartily.
Comparatively speaking, my father was relatively enlightened. Although he didn't read much, he knew a whole lot of truth. My father often taught us to love the family, brothers and sisters should be of one mind, and we should help each other in the future if we have difficulties. Father paid special attention to affection, he often told us that affection is priceless, even more important than life. Especially he himself wrote the sentence "there is no absolute, only the most affection." The father's education has touched us y.
My father understood us and believed in us. I remember when I was a kid, a few of us went to the neighbor's house to play. Afterwards, the money in the neighbor's house was missing, and they all thought that I had taken the money, but my father did not think so. My father came over to me and asked me kindly, "Whisper, did you take the neighbor's money?" I replied, "I didn't." Without asking me again, my father walked over and said to the neighbor, "My child didn't take your family's money; look again." I benefited greatly from my father's deep sense of justice.
My father is very compassionate. Father every donation to the disaster area is always 1000 yuan, in fact, my family is not rich. But my father was very happy, he said to us: "This is our fellow Chinese, there is a difficulty to rescue." Not only that, the last big earthquake in Japan, father also took out money to donate. My father's behavior made us also start to accumulate money and donate as well.
In fact, the most touching thing for us is the sentence posted by my father in front of the stage, "Even if all the people in the world look down on your child, parents should appreciate him with tears in their eyes! Embrace him! Praise him! Be eternally proud of the life you have created!" Our father is the one who sees this statement as very important, and we are all imbued with his sentiments. We understand that fathers do it for us, fathers make money for us. In short father does everything for us.
So I would like to say to my father, "We will definitely study hard and repay your kindness when we grow up."
I love my father.
3. Dad's Characteristics[Dad's Characteristics]Dad's Characteristics Text: Dad's Characteristics Dad's Characteristics Wuxi City, Hubei Province Wuxi City Second Experimental Primary School Class 3 (5) Xu Zhiyu My dad is tall, with black and a little curly hair, small eyes, high nose, and is quite handsome, Dad's Characteristics. My father has a mild temper and is always smiling at people. His colleagues and my neighbors say that I have a good-tempered father. I think it's true. My father rarely scolds me, and the first thing he does when he comes home from work every day is to ask me how my homework is going with a smile, and the third grade essay "Characteristics of Dad". When he sees that my homework is correct, his eyes will smile and squint into a line; when he finds that my homework has mistakes, he will call me to the side and patiently explain to me until I finally understand. It was only when I made the same mistake one after another because of carelessness that my father would sink his face and criticize me seriously. In his spare time, my dad always plays games and badminton with me like a good friend, which makes me feel happy. This is my father, care for me, love me, good-tempered father, how I like him ah! Instructor: Mei Jiao Yan Submission: 2005-4-21 22:13:36.
4. Essay Title: "My Dad's Characteristics"My dad is tall, with dark and a little curly hair, small eyes and a high nose,
and is quite handsome.
Dad's temper is very mild, usually always smiling to people, his colleagues and my neighbors are
said I have a good-tempered father. I think it is indeed so. My father seldom scolded me, and the first thing he did when he came home from work every day
was to smile and ask me how my homework was going. When he saw that my homework was correct, his eyes
would narrow into a line with a smile; when he found that my homework had mistakes, he would call me to the side and patiently
explain it to me until I finally understood it. It was only when I made the same mistake one after another because of carelessness
that Dad would sink his face and criticize me seriously. In his free time, he would always play games and badminton with me like a good
friend, which made me feel happy.
This is my dad, caring for me, loving me, good-tempered dad, how I like him!
5. Dad character traits of the essayFather's character
In my childhood memories, my father is always used by us to joke not to call him dad, call him laughing.
Father likes to smile and sing to forget the distress and pain, very frank, always like to laugh and sing to meet the challenges of life. His only preference was to listen to songs, and when he rode his bike, MP3 was never far from his ears.
Once my father did something accidentally cut his hand, a few stitches in the hospital, back to the mother said she, he still laughs just do not make a sound, the mother scolded him, he is still there to sing Little Shenyang's "beauty of the United States" a look of superiority, as if nothing has happened. Hey, I have to admire his strength, hands were stitched up a few stitches still as if nothing had happened, still in the mood to sing. I think he is not crazy.
Another time, their boss called to ask for goods, said a few days to, dad also playful humor, said: "Zhang, you are not saying that there is no rush? So I didn't go." Also dry laughter, there is anxious, mom whispered on the side: "You give me a little more serious, the brain is the door pressure, but also laugh, that's the money ah!" But the father still laughs not to make a sound, said: "Mr. Zhang I will go tomorrow to take care of it. Hang up!" After that, he hung up the phone.
Father did not read many books, he did not understand the philosophy of life, but he was able to do not for the hardships of life and discouragement, not for the difficulties encountered and bowed down, always laugh at the storm of life is not easy ah!
6. How to describe my father's character essayMy father is an excellent senior engineer, he has a round face, high nose with a myopic glasses, I look like him, the two of us together look like a mold printed out the same. My dad works very hard, he leaves early and comes home late every day. He likes to smoke, drink coke and play computer, but I think smoking is not good for dad, because it will affect his health, as for playing computer, when he plays computer games, it's like he got into the computer, and he forgets everything. However, there is one thing that I should learn, sometimes he is late from work, can not catch up to listen to the stock market class, will ask mom to help him record, and so back home to listen to the class to study the stock to, I admire my father this kind of both caring for the family and the spirit of good learning, he often said that the world every day in the progress of the changes, we also need to continue to learn the advanced things in order to keep up with the pace of the times. My mother also taught me to learn from my father's spirit of learning. In fact, everyone has strengths and weaknesses, but our parents' love for us is selfless. Whenever I ask my dad for advice on something I don't understand, he always tires to help me. If I still do not understand, my father will patiently explain to me over and over again until I understand, finally my father's efforts in exchange for my good grades one after another. Dad in my good performance, always cautioned me not to be proud, continue to work hard, he often said a sentence is - "praise two minutes, do not be proud of oh!" I know that everyone has a different dad in mind, but my dad is always the most perfect in my mind.