My dad is an "Almighty Oman", not to mention that he is skinny, but he has a way of doing his job.
Whether it is household appliances or daily life, with this assistant, everything will be fine. Why do you call my dad "all-powerful" dad? Please listen to me slowly.
Once I leisurely home to watch TV, suddenly "snap" sound, I was startled, I do not know is too long or how, it became a black frequency, from time to time also a wisp of light smoke, anxious I panicked and shouted on the dad, Dad looked, it was a line burned, Dad said that the time to see too long, and then I told my dad that the TV just exploded, and then I was not able to see it. I also told my dad that the TV just exploded, "ah", dad screamed, I thought: finished, this is a disaster, will not be able to avoid a period of physical pain. As a prisoner, Dad ordered me to go down to bring his toolbox, I do not dare to slow down, a smoke on the back, only to see my father twisted the cable, with the tape to stick up ...... ten minutes after the repair, but my father's face is only unbearable, like the new Africans.
In addition to electrical appliances, life my dad is also harbor harbor. Once the home haunted by rats, our whole family in addition to Dad, the other are afraid of rats, so Dad is a good person to do in the end, and help us to catch the rats, it is not easy to catch the rats, but to see Dad that panting look, we all openly laughed.
This is my all-powerful dad, how is it, the name is true, right?
2. to dad as the topic, write a write a narrative narrative essay 800 words
That silent moment
Love, never need words. The heart of the match, the warmth of love, flowed in the silent moment, deep and meaningful, such as a bright light, such as a sail, leading me to step on the street ......
The father of not much to say, is the home of the "majesty" representative. A meticulous tie, straight suit, hurried footsteps, so that he became our siblings fear of the father.
As usual, the morning is warm and sunny. Everything was so lazy and casual. But it was still the beginning of a busy day. With the sound of the door gently locking, my mother led my brother to school, while my father and I turned and walked the other way.
Long, this road feels so long to walk. It was quiet, as if it would never get noisy. I step also up along with my father, the awkward atmosphere is a must every morning. The only sounds I heard were the rustling of clothes and my father's muffled footsteps, which were somewhat boring. As before, I look forward to walking to the intersection, he got into his car, I walked my way. Such an atmosphere is intolerable for a moment, sticky and unpleasant.
I hurriedly stepped forward in two steps, overtook my father, and said in a deep voice: "Dad ...... I'm going ......" and then tightened the strap of my schoolbag, standing at the intersection waiting for the green light to come on.
During the moment of waiting, I inadvertently looked back. The moment was unforgettable. My father, standing not far behind me, quietly looked at me. The sunlight danced lightly in his hair, face, so that he dared not look directly. An inexplicable wind just messed up my heart. In the wind, there were his flying white hair; the tumbling corners of his clothes, and in his eyes, there were too many colors that moved me, there was tiredness and old age, and more than anything else, there was brilliant hope. I feel as if I am in his eyes jumping old Hua, young but full of sunshine, lighting up the depths of his pupils, open sails, sprinkled with joy and beauty. He silently pressed the corner of his coat, the corner of his mouth moved slightly. I seem to understand something, but also seem to hit something, the heart of the sour, scratch but do not dare to scratch, touch but do not dare to touch. I violently skimmed my head, tears filled my eyelashes. All the sunlight is in his pair of pupils looking at me, silent and deep, little by little, are on the daughter's ardent hope, and the father's unspoken love. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get a good deal on this, but I'm sure you're going to be able to get a good deal on this.
That silent moment, we did not say anything, but we said everything, said too much love and hope. So, that silent moment, y open the bottom of my heart, is a sculpture, is named father's ink silhouette ......
3. My father essay, 700 words, to write more than one thing, the use of first suppressed and then raised the techniqueMy father is a laborer, his eyes are a little small, his mouth is big, and in the sleep of the time will still be snore, and I don't know how many more wrinkles on his forehead.
My dad is a hard worker, even when he is sick: one day, my dad sat on the couch watching TV, suddenly, he had a sharp headache, after the body is not comfortable up, my mom saw it, told him not to go to work, but my dad said, "No way, wife." My mom said, "Why? Is your body or your work important?" My dad retorted, "Honey, because I have to support the whole family, even if I don't support you, I have to support the kids!" After that, my dad went out to go, but he just stepped out of the door, he almost fell, fortunately my dad's hand was quick, grabbed a nearby iron bar, so he didn't fall, my mom and I helped me to help my dad up, and helped him to the sofa, my mom told her not to go to work, but my dad said, "Honey, I must go, if I don't go to work for a day, I have to withhold one day's pay, it's one less payment to support you guys." I said, "Dad, your health is important. I'll just try my best to go to school." My father said, "Son, you don't understand yet. You'll understand when you grow up." My mom and I have nothing to say, we watched my dad go to work, my dad left when I was still a little worried about him, to the evening, my dad back home is already more than eight o'clock, he is already exhausted I think: my dad back home all right is good.
My father is still a serious person: once I midterm exam, I think my math is too bad, so I only know to review the math, to the next day's exam, I take the math when the math a go snake, while the test language, but a question will not be able to do, to the time of sending the test results, I language 80 points, math 91 points, when I was very surprised, I thought that my father will praise me, but when I returned home, I saw not my father's smile, but saw my father's serious face, I thought my father wanted to scold me, but my father did not scold me, but instead, calmly and peacefully said to me, "Son, you do not want to don't be parochial, parochialism is not good, got it?" I said, "Got it, dad, I won't commit it in the future."
This is my father, a hardworking and serious father.
4. "My Dad" essay 500 words in a small way to see the big picture approachSunday I had to leave after dinner, back to campus, to start a new week of study father said to send me off, I said no need to he laughed and said he went for a walk this kind of trick to deceive the children, how can you fool me? I'm not little anymore, and I still play this ...... I pulled my suitcase and walked quickly
My father, in his thick pajamas, stood a short distance away with his hands behind his back, not looking at me but at the sky
I continued to walk forward with my father behind me, his steps slow
That's when I realized that my father was getting old, even though I knew he could have walked faster. I know he can walk faster, but at this point, following his son, he is indeed old
My father followed behind me can not be too close, too close will hurt my self-esteem; can not be too far, too far away will not be able to see so, a middle-aged man and a high school student in the busy street walk stop ...... Suddenly, I turned my head, but I didn't see my father's figure I was a bit panicked and looked for him with both eyes in the endless stream of people for a long time, it seemed like a long time
Finally I slowed down my pace too, hoping that my father would follow me I can't be too slow, too slow and I'll lose my self-esteem; I can't be too fast, I won't be able to see my father if I go too fast
My father was following me behind but it was as if I were following my father Both of us are following our own GoalWe both follow our love
5. Junior high school writing narrative essay "Dad's special skills" 800 wordsEvery child has a favorite father, no child's father is different, I like my father very much, I'm going to give you a little introduction to my father now!
My dad is tall, thin face, pointed nose, moist mouth, and a pair of big glasses on the nose, curved eyebrows.
My father is very kind, never how to criticize me, if I made any mistakes, my father to give me some reasoning. What should be done, what should not be done, all to tell me.
My father is very frugal, he often said to me, to save water, save electricity, dad often said, I have to do so.
My dad is very busy, busy is nothing, he is also the leader of the unit, usually at home, only my mom and I eat at the dinner table, my dad is also outside to eat, sometimes, my dad has to take me and my mom together.
My dad nothing love drinking, drunk, back home is not just sleep. I know that my dad and mom work so hard, but also want me to live a better life.
I love my dad, I also love my mom, I love my home more.
6. Write a narrative essay in 200 words or lessDepart with gratitude
800
Words
Depart with gratitude
Chou Mengzhen
Thank you for the world, thank you for the people who have helped me, and thank you for my parents, who have given me a life
so that I can see the colorful world. see this colorful world, so that I can field pleasant sounds, so that I
can touch the world of warm and cold? The two loves are like a mountain and a mother's love is like water, and it is these two loves that make me grow up healthily
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Just on the first year of that time, I study is also okay, so in the first monthly examination achieved excellent results.
When I got the award, my heart did not mention how happy. After school, I rushed to take the award certificate and hurriedly ran
to my dad who was waiting for me at the school gate. "Dad, look." I held the certificate up high in my dad's
sight. At that time, I especially wanted to get a word of praise from my dad, but he only said, "Not bad
Wrong, keep up the good work next time." I felt that praise was not enough, so I asked my dad to ride fast. When I got home, I
held the award high in my mom's sight, and she saw it and said, "Well, our dream is really great!"
Ah, so praise is such a happy thing.
I thank my parents from the bottom of my heart for giving me such a big brain
bag full of rich knowledge, so that I can achieve excellent results.
But the good times didn't last long, and after the midterm exams, my grades kept dropping. Taking the report card, my heart is very hurt
heart. I hated myself why I didn't study hard at first, why I couldn't make progress, why I was proud? At that time
I was on the verge of collapse.
I took the report card, still walked to my father, my father did not say anything, just said: all right,
Our head is so big, still afraid of the next test is not good? Come on, I'll take you back."
I wanted to make sure my dad rode slower, but I didn't want to see my mom's sad face. When I got home, I
lowered my head and handed my mom my report card. My mom just smiled, touched my head and said, "Don't be discouraged,
it's just a starting point for progress, and I'm sure you'll be the best!" These words y touched the scales of my heart
deep inside.
My ordinary parents, in my happy time to give me praise and encouragement; in my sad time to give
give me comfort and trust. They have never given up on me and have healed the wounds in my heart. With thanksgiving departure, learn
to be thankful. I am grateful to my parents and to all the people around us. Then our lives will be filled with laughter
and we will live in a world of gratitude!
7. Watching the all-around awkward dad have feelings essay 800All-around dad
70 after his medium size, slightly fat body shape, sometimes long and sometimes short hair, covered with a pair of small eyes, big ears. Round face, only a clear outline of the lips, but full of steel needle-like beard, plus a not too small and not too small mouth, it constitutes an admirable "all-powerful father".
Why do you say he is the "all-powerful father"? Whenever I encountered a roadblock in life and learning, as long as you ask my dad, he is like a computer on the Baidu engine, "four treasures, all know how!" There's nothing he can't find, nothing that would be difficult for him! In my mind he is a knowledge of astronomy, geography, "all-round talent".
Dad is happy when like an old boy, sometimes accompany me to play chess Lai you a few steps; sometimes accompany me to flip the flag spell spell sub sneak move nest; play ping pong ball when fast and slow, when long and short, Lai Pi very much! To the Sailor space, knocking up the keyboard and I compare high and low, as if a "big boy".
Dad when he was like a tyrant, sometimes do the wrong thing or test scores fell, Dad's hands will be and my tender little face "intimate date", where you branded you a "beautiful five-fingered mountain". If you can not explain the reason, then "lightning and thunder, a hundred typhoons" come long, "pouring rain" instantly down, I came to a "people fall over, do not want to disturb!" At this moment, I can only send out a sad words: "Let the storm come harder!" Today, watching TV is a bit too much time (the 110th ban on watching just finished) I think "scrambled eggs or stir-fried meat" must be my must-eat dishes, fortunately, Dad did not find, walk it!
My dad often educates me when I'm traveling to and from school: "Ran ah, you must have patience! Do not do anything halfway! When you win, you can't be proud! Don't get discouraged when you lose! Similarly, learning is the same, always with good grades than a high and low, and only in this way, can motivate their own learning progress, I hope to grow up as a pillar of the motherland!" I will nod ......
Dad is my pride! Because he, no matter to any big or small things, can seriously deal with; no matter to anyone, can be down-to-earth treatment ...... So dad is again my life wealth!
Look, I have this character change "all-powerful dad"! I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get a good deal on this, but I'm sure you're going to be able to get a good deal on this!
8. my dad how to write a picture writing essay, write a storyMy dad is taller, a pair of shining eyes. Other people say that my dad is slim, but I feel that my dad is slim over step. Dad's profession is a teacher, but he has a lot of hobbies, there are playing basketball, watching the news on the Internet, watching TV, playing table tennis ......
Dad on China's table tennis matches, volleyball matches, ah, always inevitable to see a few games, even if it is the middle of the night game, Dad also want to get up to cheer for the Chinese team, and sometimes like the field of head coach The look of excitement, under his influence, I am fast becoming a small fan of ......
Dad will not only repair a variety of things, and writing ideas are also extremely skillful.
Once, I was on a bicycle rushing down a slope, the car like the wind forward, speed to the limit of this bicycle. On the second slope, I wanted to go faster, so I pedaled harder. Who knows, the chain came out of the chain disk gear, causing me to almost fall, I had to stop the car and install the chain. I had to stop the bike and put the chain back on. But I didn't ride for long, and the chain came off again. At this time, my father came to me, looking at my sad face, asked me: "What's wrong?" I swallowed and said, "Dad, the chain of my ...... car is off ......." Dad smiled and said, "This is not easy?" Said from the room to take out the pliers, nimbly a chain head to go down, and then the chain picked up, my bike can sit again ......
There was also a time when I was writing "my family's puppy" this essay, the beginning and the process I wrote the best, is not going to end. Dad saw me scratching my head and knew that I had another problem, so he kindly said to me, "Another problem, right?" I nodded, pointed to the ending and said, "I can't write an ending." Dad patiently said, "This is my puppy." He said with a pause in his voice, "This is my cute puppy, do you like it? Either ending will work." My dad helped me solve the problem, and I was happy to finish my essay ......
This is the person who impressed me - my dad.
Everyone says, "Mom is the only good thing in the world," and I think my dad is no exception.
My dad is not too tall, not too short, not too fat, not too thin, with a pair of big eyes and two big ears. Dad's hobbies are singing, drinking, playing chess and playing computer. Dad likes to wear suits, and dad also likes to keep fish and shrimp.
My dad is also a helpful little citizen. One day, the sky was gray and dark, and it looked like it was going to rain. Dad is rushing to rush home, Dad saw Liu old man is collecting rice, Dad saw also cared about home, busy walking over to pick up the broom and Liu old man with the rice collection. Two people can be busy, harvested rice, and rice into a big bag, Liu old man busy gasping for breath. Dad let him take a break, let Dad tied the remaining two bags, the rain is really not the time, "clatter" a downpour. Dad didn't let the rain stop him from doing what he needed to do, he tied the bags and moved the rice to a place where there was no rain. After finishing the work, Dad had become a "soupy chicken" Liu old man asked Dad to take a rest at his home, and then go home after the rain stopped. The first time I saw this, I was able to see the whole world, and I was able to see the whole world, and I was able to see the whole world.
Back home, Dad has fainted. Mom touched dad's forehead "ah, how so hot". When dad woke up, there are a lot of people to see him: there are family and friends, and people who dad has helped before. There were so many people, and Old Man Liu came too. Everyone said my dad is one of the best people to learn from my dad in the future.
My dad is such a person. He thinks less for himself and more for others.
9. essay My dad, with the technique of first suppressed and then raised to write, 700 words or so"My Dad Essay 500 Words" article body:
My Dad Essay 500 Words: My dad is medium-sized, not fat and not skinny, and there is a pair of big eyes under the thick eyebrows.
My father is very strict with me, often moving to say some "you have to study well, so that you can become the successor of the motherland." For example: once, I was in a hurry to watch TV, I sloppily finished my homework. After dinner, my dad started to check my homework. As he watched, his brow furrowed and he said to me unhappily, "You've miscalculated this question, why are you so careless." After saying that, he went on checking again. Not a moment later, he checked two more mistakes in a row. Dad got angry and yelled at me, "Why do you always make mistakes? How many times have I told you, don't be careless, don't be careless! Why can't you change?" Saying that, he pressed my head hard. I stole a glance at him, only to see my dad's angry face, so scary! I had to obediently go to revise my homework.
This is my dad, he is the closest and most admired person in my life. I love my dad.
My father essay 500 words: some days ago, my father came back from Hohhot, from the airport for me to bring back a few books about architecture. I love architecture, for this matter, my father has always remembered very clearly. When I was a child, some odd ideas for the future, my father never put them in mind, only the building, that is my first more formal dream!
Holding the hands of the two books, rubbing the uneven, and extremely textured pages, the heart overflowing with a kind of warmth. I passed by the bookstore several times, several times from the bookshelf to take down the book, and several times due to the shyness of the bag and put the book back on the bookshelf. This time, however, I really held this book, the book I had longed for, but now really belonged to me. This is the book my father bought for me! In the midst of his busy schedule, he couldn't forget his daughter's original dream! After a moment of joy, but somehow, followed by a burst of sadness, even sadness. My father's work was busy, and that busyness even crowded out his time to care for his daughter. Especially after my father was transferred from Beijing to Wuhan, it was hard to see each other even once a month. Nowadays, the only thing a father can do is to pick up a few favorite books for his daughter on his way back to Beijing to comfort her heart. The father has no more time to spend on caring for his daughter spiritually, and can only pile up his love for her with material things.
My father loves me, and why wouldn't I know that? When I was a child, my mother told me that the winter I was born, the sky was extraordinarily cold. I was just born, haunted by a serious illness. My father ran around in the snow and wind, looking for a doctor for his daughter in her infancy. At that time, the father was still very poor, a month's salary is only a few tens of dollars, and he spent on his daughter's heart is far more than now.
Sometimes, I secretly think, if the father is still seventeen years ago, the poor scholar teaching in the university, lying in the pile of books all day long to study Marxism-Leninism, occasionally pick up the chalk and undergraduates to talk about Marx's theory of capitalism, and on Saturdays and Sundays, take the time to accompany their daughters to browse the bookstore. ...... I know that I think this is extremely selfish, for a man who is not a man of the world. I know, I think it is extremely selfish, for a man, especially a man like father such a brilliant man, is not willing to spend his life nestled in a university teaching.
My father essay 500 words: Although sometimes, my father often with my mother and I remembered the lost years, and heartfelt emotion, such as if the retirement can still be like the old days, from time to time to write articles, from time to time to invite students to the home to drink tea and talk, from time to time to family members in the bookstore wandering ...... how good it is! Father sometimes also said to us, there is no need to live so tired, can relax the mood, such as early in the morning you can get up in the school running, at noon you can take a nap, the evening you can also take a walk on campus ...... father said this, completely with a longing expression. And after I heard it, there was a little bit of joy in my heart, and a little bit of disappointment, because I had expected that my father in the next day after saying this, will still follow the way he used to live, get up in the morning, hurriedly eat breakfast, rushed to the office, come back at noon, eat lunch, and hurriedly leave, and the night to work late into the night again.
Once upon a time, I always complained that my father gave me too little love. He never held a parent-teacher conference for me, and he didn't even know which class his daughter was in in her grade. But now, I realize that complaining doesn't solve any problems, and I can only experience my father's subtle love with my heart. My father is not a person who is good at expressing his love in words, so I could not realize the depth of my father's love. But when I understood how much my father loved me, I realized that it was precisely because of the depth of this love that my father's love was everywhere. I remember when I was a child, I was very naughty, often make my father angry. At that time, my father always raised his hand above his head and said angrily, "If you make trouble again, dad will beat you! After I heard this, I continued to be naughty because I knew that my father's hand would not hit me at all. I don't know, it's doting, or loving, but it's always a way for my father to love me.
Sometimes I would think that the family sitting together to eat a meal, the father from Wuhan called a phone call, the father before the examination of my instructions ...... these are not overflowing with the father's love for his daughter. Father's love is everywhere, this is the highest love on earth, this is the sublimation of love!
As a daughter of me, but what kind of love to return the father? I'm like my father, I'm a person who is not good at talking about love. Daughter can do is only in the father came home from work to take over the father's hands purse, hand over a cup of warm tea, send a pair of slippers ......
But father, daughter such love, you can feel it?