Father's excellent composition 1 The new issue of Texas Evening News has arrived. I can't wait to read the special issue of the little reporter, Growth Weekly, and see the sequence of activities-Father's Day is coming, and I want to play badminton with my father. Ha, badminton is my strong point, so I signed up excitedly.
Arriving at the Excelle Badminton Hall, after a short practice, the whistle of the game sounded. My father and I hurried to the designated venue. When my opponent came, my heart became worried at once. I don't know if this opponent is strong or weak, but it's better to be careful.
By the time I remembered, the game had already started. The other side served and I caught it quickly. Sure enough, she panicked. With a flick of the racket, the ball fell on her toes. The winner served, and I hit her at a loss with my trademark serve.
The so-called "learning from mistakes". The opponent soon found a way. As soon as she served, she hit the ball back confidently, and my father quickly hit back. We scored another point. At this time, I whispered, "Haha, the opponent is a rookie." I can't help but relax again. As a result, people chased three points in a row. I was sweating with anxiety. I wanted to win the game, which accelerated our speed. The final score came out, 15:3, and we won! We're finished!
My father and I cheered.
The contestants coming up in the next round look confident and make people nervous. "Hum, have nothing to be afraid of. With my practice and research on badminton for more than half a year, I still won! " I cheer myself up.
The ball flew like an arrow, and I rushed to pick it up. "Oh, dear", I screamed, missed the ball and fell a big head. After several rounds, we were killed I was very depressed. My father came over and patted me on the shoulder and said, "Only when you really meet a strong opponent can you see your gap." This is true, but I'm still sorry for my mistake.
No matter what my grades are, this Father's Day is very meaningful, because I can "fight side by side" with my father! I think dad must be very happy, too!
My father's excellent composition 2 Hands can create a happy life, which can save us a lot of money. Hands can convey the true feelings and hold up our own sky ... Hands can also create miracles, just like the Wenchuan earthquake: my father saved a woman.
At that time, the earthquake struck suddenly, and my daughter's school collapsed in the earthquake, and her daughter was crushed under the rubble. When my father found out, he looked for her everywhere. Suddenly, he seemed to see her prosperous clothes and immediately went over to dig with his hands. After three hours of digging, his father's hand was bleeding, but he seemed to be fine. He kept digging and finally dug it out, but his daughter's hand was broken and she was in the process of being sent to the hospital. My father is always with my daughter. When her daughter saw her father crying, she comforted him She said, "Dad, don't cry. You taught me something. I will never quarrel with you again. Thank you, Dad! " Said, crying. They all comforted each other. Tell them not to cry.
There are many such things. Many parents are desperate for their children, but we don't know how to be grateful. It is really wrong to bicker with your parents.
Father's Excellent Composition 3 When he was born, his father was eighteen and his mother was seventeen. Later, according to reliable sources, his parents got married at the suggestion of the matchmaker. This surprised him a little.
When he first entered the primary school class, no matter how old his classmates' mothers were, it was true that no one's father was younger than his father, which made him very proud. No matter who plays it, people will always ask, "How old is your father?" As long as the number of answers exceeds his father's age, he is as proud as a samurai who has won hard work. Traveling with my father, the waitress who gives alms only needs to say "Your brother …" to him, and he will definitely correct it. "Wrong, it's my father!"
However, this mood has gradually changed with the growth of age. By the time he was in the senior grade of primary school, he had long since disliked such topics.
In the summer of entering middle school, he accompanied his father across the ocean to Izu Oshima. The hostess of the charity who came out to meet them was an outstanding beauty.
A slightly bronzed face, wearing a dark blue flower-like dress, I think it matches. At this time, he felt in his heart: Ah, it's beautiful ... only to hear his father say, "Madam, you are so beautiful." In order to seize the opportunity, I took a casual look at my father, only to see that his profile was really that handsome young man. Teach people to be irresistible.
The next morning, when the beautiful hostess said to him, "Your brother is ..." He replied without hesitation, "You are wrong, he is my father." Needless to say, his mood at that time was completely different from that of a few years ago, completely different!
Great!
Father's excellent composition 4. Before I remembered it, I wondered why my mother had so many compositions and my father had so few.
Later, when I grew up, I gradually understood. It's not that people don't like to write about their father, but that our father is not good at expressing his love, so sometimes we can't feel his love, and our mother's love can be seen everywhere, so we can write more easily than our father.
I remember when I was a child, I asked my mother, "Mom, does dad like me?" Mom just smiled and didn't tell me.
Now, I want to tell people all over the world that there is no father who doesn't love his children, but sometimes we don't feel his deep fatherly love.
I remember someone once praised father's love like this: father's love is a breeze, father's love is like a mountain, so tall and majestic that I dare not climb it; Father's love is as deep as the sky, which makes me look up and pity and dare not scream; Father's love is like a river, slender and steady, which makes me afraid to set foot in it. Fatherly love is profound, great, pure and unrequited, but it is bitter, incomprehensible, melancholy and unattainable.
From this short and frightening words, we understand the father's love and understand the father more!
"I always ask you for it, but I never say thank you. It's not easy to understand you until you grow up. Every time ... "We hear the father of Chopsticks Brothers singing again. Yeah, isn't that what my father did?
Please remember that my father loves us, but he can't express it.
By the way, this Sunday is June 15, which is Father's Day. Don't forget to buy a present for your father.
Father's excellent composition 5 That man is too ordinary, too ordinary. He is short, ugly, has no power, status or wealth. He is not a household name like a star, nor is he admired like a celebrity. Not as great as a great man. His blood runs through my veins. He was born in a peasant family, but he worked hard.
Growing up in confusion, I began to envy the director's daughter. She can have whatever she wants to eat and play whatever she wants. In a blink of an eye, I am a teenager, from childish to mature. The man's temples have turned white, and the wrinkles on his forehead have gradually deepened.
It was snowing heavily that winter, and I was going to take an exam in a neighboring village. Unfortunately, the biting north wind is whistling outside, and the bad weather makes me want to retreat. It's almost time for the exam. He took my hand and walked forward, holding hands with big hands, making me feel only a little warm in this ice and snow. The north wind roared, and large snowflakes fell from the air, making the weather worse. The man stopped suddenly.
I finally understand that this man loves me, but his way of expression is special. He doesn't want money or material things, but he just gives me more opportunities to exercise. Although he didn't let me live in a big villa, he didn't let me sleep on the street either. Although he didn't let me wear designer clothes, he didn't let me freeze. Although it didn't make me eat a big meal, it didn't make me hungry.
He gave me the greatest fatherly love in the world, and this man is my father.
Father's Excellent Composition 6 Walking in the street, a father and son came face to face. The youngest daughter, about four years old, is playfully riding on her father's shoulder. The father hummed a nursery rhyme and teased his little daughter on his shoulder. Both faces are filled with happy and sweet smiles. Watching them fade away, I can't help thinking of my father.
I remember when I was a child, I rode on my father's shoulder like this. At that time, I still remember my happy appearance, and that condescending feeling made me feel very happy. But I don't know when my father stopped carrying me, and I can't ride on my father's shoulders anymore. I don't understand, am I growing up or is my father getting old? I admit that I have grown up, and my father's shoulders can no longer support me, but I really don't want to admit that my father is old.
When I was a child, I would climb on my father while he was sleeping and pull out his white hair. At that time, whenever I found one, I would shout with joy. I searched every gray hair on my father's head like a treasure hunt. Now, however, I won't be as happy with my father's white hair as I was a child. I dare not look at his hair again, because I can't count the white hairs on his head and I can't pull them out. Whenever I see my father's unquestionable white hair a year later, I always feel sad and feel like a knife.
Father looks very strong, dark and muscular, in my opinion. His job is real manual labor, and he carries bricks for others every day. Because of this, there are always some subtle wounds on his hands, although very subtle, but deep. There is a dark brown dent on his left shoulder, which was left by years of carrying bricks. Every time I see this, my nose will always be sour and tears will swirl in my eyes.
It is said that strict father is a loving mother, her mother suffers from mental disability, and her father plays the role of mother again. He always takes care of the housework carefully and takes care of the food, clothing, housing and transportation of a family of five. If there is no father in this family, it means that she has no backbone. He supports the whole family with her body, and is the pillar of the whole family.
As I grow up day by day, my father is aging day by day, but my father is always so young and strong in my heart and will always be the support of the whole family!
Father's excellent composition 7 Father accidentally broke his rib and was hospitalized. He is a little busy and in a bad mood these days. Seeing my father groan in pain, my heart is as uncomfortable as a knife. I really hope I can help him share some pain.
When my father is healthy, he rarely has time to accompany him, and he rarely has the opportunity to carefully study the white hair and wrinkles on his forehead and eyes. Sitting in front of his bed these days, feeding him and washing his face, I can't help crying. How can my father stand such pain when he is old? Aren't those gray hair and deep wrinkles proof that children work hard day and night? Once upon a time, my father's body was no longer tall and straight, and once upon a time, my father's footsteps were no longer vigorous ... If it weren't for this accident, when would I feel that I owed too much?
All children in the world spend more time taking care of their parents. They don't need too much money and material from you. Give more love, care and greetings. Don't leave the regret that "children have to be raised and relatives are not there"!
Father's Excellent Composition 8 On that dark night, I don't know who lit a lamp and lit my direction. ...
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On that day, our family of three went to climb Maoshan. The mountain road is steep and the foot is slippery. We climbed up slowly step by step. This mountain is very high. Let's look here for a while and play there for a while. Halfway up the hill, I was very tired. I sat listlessly on the stone steps and said, "Dad, let's go down the mountain!" " ""why? " Dad asked strangely. I said angrily, "Dad, can't you see I'm sweating?" "I thought to myself: I am so tired, my father didn't even have a word of comfort, and asked me why. Well, you really don't care about me at all.
Mom smiled and said, "Then let's have a rest!"
Dad patted me on the shoulder and said earnestly, "You saw a lot of beautiful scenery along the way. Although I am very tired, I have gained something. Are you going to give up halfway? Going down the mountain is the same as going to the top. " I thought about it and felt that what my father said was not completely unreasonable, so I said, "All right! However, I want my father to hug me for a while. " Dad sighed and said, "Oh, honey! Dad doesn't love you, but wants you to learn to be strong. Dad believes that you can climb to the top of the mountain by yourself. Dad won't hug you, but he will always protect you. " I didn't disobey my father's request, so I got up and complained.
I trudged forward step by step, gritting my teeth and thinking: persistence is victory. The winding mountain road was slowly left behind by me, and we finally conquered the mountain and reached the top. "wow! How beautiful! " I shouted. The house at the foot of the mountain is as small as a matchbox and the car is like a little ant. The trees on the mountain are lush and the birds are chirping in the branches. The fog on the mountain covered the whole mountain with a mysterious white gauze. I greedily breathed the air on the top of the mountain and said happily to my father, "Dad, thank you for encouraging me to go up the mountain." Dad smiled.
Through this incident, I understand a truth: I must persevere in everything I do. It was my father who educated me and lit a lamp for me.
Father's excellent composition 9 "Father loves mountains". My father is a policeman. He is friendly to people. Since I was born, my father's love has been with me and accompanied me to grow up step by step. However, I seldom mention my father, because people often say, "Only mothers are good in the world." But what you see is really hard to forget.
I remember one night, probably the end of the world as people often say, that day, get up! What should I do? Unit 5 is one of my worst units, especially the chicken and rabbit are in the same cage. I am flustered. Let's go bungee jumping! I thought to myself: the teacher will definitely finish correcting the papers in these classes soon. I said, "I won't go." My face is covered with sweat. "Are you afraid of poor grades?" I didn't answer and went down with them. No wonder I dance worse every time, and Rinrin ... rolled over. "Liu Fujun stepped forward to get the test paper." I ran to my seat with the test paper. At first glance, it's only 82 points. I'm dead. I'm sure to be beaten when I get home. After school, I was preoccupied all the way and kept scolding myself, thinking: Liu Fujun, which fairy did you annoy? When I got home, I saw my father's puzzled expression. Dad asked, "How many points did you get in the exam today?" Obviously, the teacher must have said to his father, "82 points." "Sit down and take out the test paper." So, my father told me one question after another. My father's eyes were bloodshot and white-haired. I really want to ask, "Dad, aren't you tired?"
My father helped me stand up from failure. I failed in a fourth-grade class cadre election, and I was immediately sad and angry. On the way home, I have been depressed and talking to myself. When I got home, I immediately locked myself up and kept talking about other people's shortcomings and praising myself. Knock, knock, knock. "Who is it?" "It's dad." "Please come in." I hugged my father and said, "I failed in running for class cadre." My father immediately told me the truth of life: "Liu Liu,' failure is half done'." How can you grow up after this little thing? "So, I was suddenly enlightened. Later, I never did such a thing again. I just reflected quietly every day.
Father's excellent composition 10 preface: father is the ladder of heaven, father is the cow pulling the cart ... a song leads to infinite sorrow. In retrospect, sometimes it was an obscurity, and sometimes it was a storm. My father devoted his life to us silently, leaving only some beautiful memories and extremely valuable spiritual wealth. Although my father has been away from me for nearly six years, he has been "accompanying" me all these years, encouraging me every time there are ups and downs, urging me to understand the direction and master the rudder in my hand.
There is an unbridgeable generation gap between my father and me, but some details later made me deeply feel the silence and greatness of my father's love. Every bit of my father's actions are infecting me, promoting me and making me unique in personality and so on. My father's departure gave me a deep blow, and now I have basically come out of the shadows and started a new life. Perhaps this is my hymn to my father, perhaps this is my deep memory of my father, perhaps this is the perfect expression of my father's love.
According to fragmentary memories and introductions from villagers, elders, relatives and friends, I made a rough treatment and presented my father and me to everyone in the form of words, which can be regarded as a kind memory of my father by an ordinary son on earth! From then on, "father" is no longer a traditional noun, but an element that affects my life and is the best memory of my life!
I hereby publish on the eve of Tomb-Sweeping Day, year of the snake. May my father rest in peace in heaven!
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My hometown is at the southern foot of Dabie Mountain. The land here is not very fertile, but it has the reputation of the west gate of our county and Dabie Mountain Building Materials City. Our ancestors lived in this land of less than 3 square kilometers, and most of them lived a farming life with their backs to the loess. People here are kind and loyal, and they all live the most ordinary life of ordinary people!
My father spent 52 years in this land. ...
His father's excellent composition 1 1 He has a square face, huge ears and dark eyes with thick eyebrows. A shiny black hair is in the middle, showing the imprint of the years-two white hairs. He is my father ―― a man from Shuai Shuai who is good at thinking and loves fitness. Sometimes he is very cultured, sometimes he is serious, and sometimes he is funny, which makes me fall to the ground with ecstasy. He brings me a lot of happiness and I love him very much.
My father is a responsible person. I still remember one time, when my father and mother quarreled, my father always let my mother, so it's best not to make her angry and keep her happy, hehe! One thing? He has been holding my hand with the hand of the years, struggling and growing together.
Dad is busy at work and often works overtime until late at night. But when I came out to pee late at night, I saw that it was already 1, and my father was still busy typing on the computer, struggling. Gradually, Shuai Shuai's father also had some dark circles and bags under his eyes. Even then, dad is never afraid of suffering. A few times, my mother and I forgot to bring things, and my father had to help. My father always tries his best to help everyone solve their difficulties without getting annoyed or angry. My father's every bit is an example for me and my mother to learn from.
Once I was sick and had a serious illness. As soon as my father saw that I was ill, he put on his clothes and trousers and walked from the sixth floor to the first floor. Then three steps and one step rushed to the car to open the accelerator pedal and rushed to the hospital clinic. With deep concern on his face, he kept telling me: What happened to the eldest son? How is the eldest son? I must stick to it ... later my father told me that I am the crystallization of my parents' love and my life is their inheritance. Although sometimes I feel tired after taking care of it, he said he was busy talking about it.
Generally speaking, my father is unique, likable, conscientious and meticulous. He is an example for me to learn, a pleasant partner and a serious teacher. I like my father, thank you for your idea!
My father is neither clever nor charming and handsome. He works outside all the year round and can only stay with me and my mother for two days a week.
I used to run away when I saw someone else's children making out with their father, for fear that I would cry after watching it for a long time.
This morning, my mother said, "Dad was sick today, so he asked for leave. He will stay with us all day. " . I was overjoyed. Great! I can finally see my father for the first time after school.
Just as I was preparing to go to school with my schoolbag on my back, a series of slow footsteps sounded behind me. I turned my head and saw it was my father. He said, "Daughter, haven't you always wanted me to take you to school? I'll take you to school today. " I was about to promise my father happily when I heard him cough a few times. Looking at my father's weak body, I hesitated. My father seemed to read my mind and said, "Never mind, I am in good health!" " "I have no choice but to promise my father.
Holding my father's warm hand, I walked to school at a brisk pace. My father's hands are really warm. I really want to go on like this forever, and the road to school will never end. Well done!
However, the school gate has arrived. I reluctantly let go of my father's hand. Looking at my father's drifting back, my heart swelled and my eyes were moist.
This morning is my happiest moment.
My father's excellent composition 13 My father has always played a very strict role in my life.
As long as I can remember, I have a fear of my father, because in my memory, he seems to give me a lesson every day for different reasons-to make me cry every day. I even remember the expression on his face when he looked at me crying. It seemed very painful and a little gloating, but it only made me more afraid when I was young.
I have never seen my father smile since I was a child, and I dare not joke with him easily. I often look happy at school, but I will be serious when I get home.
I began to think that my father was not so "bad" when I was in junior high school. At that time, almost everyone in my family questioned my grades and said that I couldn't pass the exam without a tutor. In their eyes, I am just a child who only knows how to play all day and is only at the mercy of others. At that time, I wouldn't resist, I would just cry.
"I believe he can get in, he can, and he must work hard."
Because my father gave me confidence, my grades were the second in my class. I still remember when I showed him the test paper, he smiled.
Later, our father-daughter relationship gradually improved. On the way to buy stationery, it suddenly rained heavily. I took off my coat and said to my father, "Dad, cover it." He smiled and said nothing. "Our daughter is so cute. Know to respect the elders ... "I overheard these words at night.
In fact, father is as great and loving as mother. He is decisive, brave, tolerant and deeply loves us.
Dad's excellent composition 14 Dad always likes listening to old songs recently. My father likes all the "Love Like Tide" broadcast by CCTV in the early morning and the "classic old songs" selected from "New Songs of China" and "Hot Songs of Europe and America" during the trip.
Recently, my father always likes to talk about things when I was a child, or when I was holding my baby for a few months, or when I saw me doing housework, I remembered his hard work and happiness in feeding pigs and chopping wood, or told stories in college.
I haven't paid much attention to these.
I don't understand why my father likes listening to old songs. I always ask my father, "What's so good about these songs?" My father always smiles without saying a word, but when my father talks about his youth, I always casually say, "I know, I know!" " "Then he slipped into the room, but didn't notice the loneliness in his father's eyes.
Until that day.
That day, my father sat on the sofa listening to songs as always. I suddenly became interested in the reason why my father listened to songs, so I asked, "Why do you always listen to old songs?" ? "My father, as always, smiled and said nothing.
A ray of sunshine came in through the curtain. My father's face was so clear, but when did my father have white hair? Bright white silk is so conspicuous among thousands of hairs, but it falls straight in front of my eyes and hurts my heart. When did my father have a few crow's feet in his eyes, he smiled and squinted, but he exposed the changes and vicissitudes of time. I suddenly realized that he was no longer the superman who could carry me around the house and let me ride a big horse.
I finally know why dad loves to listen to old songs.
Dear dad, not only the beautiful melody and familiar timbre, but also the memory of his beautiful years when those songs became popular. Those stories that I accidentally blocked and choked in my throat were those years when my father was like a song. He just wanted to tell me that once a teenager, there was also youth.
I sat down beside my father and said, "Tell me about your past."
It was a sunny day, and my father and I had a conversation in his best years.
My father's excellent composition 15 In my beautiful life, my father gave me a lot of love, but my father's love was not considerate and gentle like my mother's, but serious.
When I was a child, I was afraid of centipedes. It happens that our family lives on the first floor, centipedes often visit, and the toilet is their only way. So every time I go to the toilet, I'm scared.
Once again, I went to the bathroom. As soon as I went in, a centipede wriggled around. I was so scared that I shouted for help. My mother tried to save the car, but her father stopped her and let him handle it himself. As soon as I listened, I immediately added fuel to the fire. Shouting loudly, "are there people like you in the ruins?" You know centipedes are highly toxic. " He didn't answer, so I had to answer. I have to make an exception for my life. I closed my eyes and held my breath. With a hard work, the original arrogant centipede was defeated. From then on, I not only covered my own life, but also was not afraid of centipedes any more.
Dad's love is numerous.
For example, if I fell, my father helped me up and carried me home; When I am sick, my father will take me to the hospital quickly, rain or wind. There are many more, and I will always remember my father's love in my heart.