Everyone says that "only a mother is good in the world". In fact, dad is also great, but he doesn't directly express his love for his children, but he can be seen in some subtle places. The following is a third-grade composition that Dad gave you. I hope it will help you.
Father wrote a composition for Grade Three (1). My father has a pair of big eyes, a big mouth and a long beard, which is very harsh.
My father is very concerned about me. Once I was sick, my father immediately picked me up and rode to the hospital with me naked. When I got to the hospital, my father still hugged me for fear that something would happen to me. He was right next to my bed, watching me all the time, fearing that I was uncomfortable, and asking me if I was comfortable. It was not until I was almost well that he asked his mother to take care of me and let him sleep in peace.
My father is very concerned about my study. Once, I was doing my homework, and suddenly I couldn't write a question. So I stopped writing and began to think about this problem. I thought about it for a long time, but I still can't remember the answer to this question. My father saw it and asked me if I would like to. I nodded, and my father began to talk seriously until I could.
I will study hard now and repay him when I grow up.
My father wrote a composition for the third grade (Chapter 2). My father loves me like water. He turned all his love into running water, which flowed through my heart and accompanied me through the journey of life. Where there is me, there are footprints of running water. So water fills my life. Dad always comforts me when I am sad.
My father, with short and prickly hair and watery eyes, is like an intellectual. Dad's figure is relatively fat, but he is not particularly fat. He likes wearing brown clothes very much.
My father is very concerned about my study and has done a very good job in hygiene.
Once, I came back from school and did my homework at home. I find it really difficult to do homework! I can't answer three or four questions. So I called my father, who taught me these topics wholeheartedly. After a while, I learned them and I was very happy.
My father also pays great attention to hygiene. Once, the garbage dump at home became a mountain. My father saw it and picked up a broom to clean the floor. Mom and I praised Dad when we saw the clean floor.
Ah! Dad, you are the beacon of my study and life, and always inspire me to move forward. Ah! Dad, I will study hard and try to repay your selfless love for me.
My father writes a composition for the third grade (article 3). My father is the best and most conscientious father in the world. My father takes care of me in life and cares about me in study. Every morning when he wakes me up, he will say, "Baby, get up." Sometimes I get up quietly, sometimes I stay in bed like a pig. At this time, my father always smiles and carries me out of bed.
Dad gets up at six o'clock every day and prepares a big breakfast for our family. I remember that in the first grade, our family still drove motorcycles. Because my pinyin is not very good, in order to make my pinyin better, my father took the trouble to send me to teacher Chen to learn pinyin. In order not to let me be late, my father came to the gate of Jiyun Experimental Primary School early to wait for me. Once, my father was driving halfway when it suddenly rained cats and dogs. We only have one raincoat. Father gave me the only raincoat without hesitation. I was wearing a raincoat, and the rain didn't catch me, but my father was shivering with cold.
Thank you, Dad. Thank you for bringing me so much. I must study hard to repay your selfless love for me.
My father writes a composition for the third grade (Article 4). My father is a civil engineer, and he is also a cool person.
He is tall, 1.76 meters, with big eyes, and he is especially divine. My father works very hard and answers many phone calls every day. He often goes abroad on business. Although it was particularly hard, he still remembered to bring me delicious fruits, specialties and snacks every time he came back from a business trip.
My father is also good at cooking. Fried rice and noodles are delicious. In particular, the scallion cake he branded was crisp and fragrant. My mother and I both like to eat his cooking. As soon as we smelled that smell, our saliva came out.
Dad loves me, too. Once we went to Million Sunflower Garden to play jumping machine. Because I'm small, the jumper always knocks on my chin. But I really want to play this game, so my father put his hand on my chin to protect me, even if his hand is broken, he will not shrink back. I had a good time that day, but all this was inseparable from my father's protection!
Every time I do my homework, he will accompany me and always remind me to sit up straight and not read with my eyes to protect my eyesight. When I am tired of studying, he will let me rest in time and tell me jokes to relax!
My father is very kind to me. I love my father.
My father wrote a third-grade composition (article 5). Father has a thick straight black hair, a pair of knife-shaped eyebrows and a pair of bright eyes, which looks very unique. Interestingly, as soon as he touched football, he immediately smiled.
Dad loves the ball like a life. He watches the football match in front of the TV every weekend. When he sees the Shanghai Shenhua team win, he will jump up from the sofa and shout, "Our team won!" " "This action is really worthy of being a fan of Shanghai Shenhua team!
My father taught me to play football since I was a child. At that time, I was very reluctant to let my father teach me to play football. Once, when I was learning to play golf, I kicked the ball directly above it. Suddenly, the ball hit me on the head and got swollen. I am sad to lie on the ground and cry! Sad to say: "I don't want to learn, don't learn." At this time, my father squatted down, looked at me with loving and inspiring eyes, and said earnestly: "To be a man, you must finish what you started, and give up halfway. There is no result. " I listened, stopped crying, nodded heavily, got up and ran to the court.
Soon, I will be able to control the ball successfully. I silently said in my heart: "I succeeded, thanks to my' fan' father!"
Father writes a third-grade composition (Article 6). He has a soft face and graceful muscles. This is my father.
My father, where's his face? Say an animal and you will understand-hamster. His face is like a hamster, and his cheeks are full of melon seeds and chubby. So pinching his face has become my hobby. When I pinched his face, I thought of the dough squeezed by my grandmother.
My father is a fitness expert, so he feels uncomfortable without exercise. Once, he promised to accompany me on weekends, but on weekends, his ass seemed to be covered with all kinds of cactus thorns, and his whole body seemed to be covered with insects, always walking back and forth and fidgeting. I looked at his uncomfortable appearance and couldn't understand it. He looked me in the eye and said to me seriously, "daughter, I can't accompany you." I have to run, and my body can be liberated! " In the end, he chose sports among his daughter and sports, grabbed his sportswear and ran out without saying anything. I looked at his back, shook my head but was helpless. Who made him like sports so much?
My father has a chubby face. He loves sports and actively exercises. He is my role model.
Father writes the third grade composition (Article 7). He has black hair, a pair of small eyes, a high nose, big ears and strong legs. Although my father's legs are fat, he is still good at running. No wonder he walks so fast. His biggest feature is his big belly. No wonder he can eat so much.
My father used to like playing badminton with me, and he would compete with me before every walk. Of course, at first, I thought my father was so fat that he certainly couldn't play badminton, or he couldn't play well. But after shaking hands with my father several times, I finally know how powerful my father is. My father usually plays ball here, but what about me? I just want to hit the side, even if it is a dead ball, dad will catch it. He won without catching it. ) We also decided that whoever loses will run around the "stadium" several times, which is also a good way for Dad to lose weight!
My father is also good at cooking. He gets up earlier than me every day, helps me make breakfast and cooks in different ways. I like such a father very much. Moreover, he cooks in a different way, holding cakes one day, instant noodles one day and bread one day. ...
Why? My father is fine.
My father is forty years old this year. He is of medium height, with a high nose and bright eyes above his nose. He has a single eyelid and beautiful eyes. Dad also has a pair of front teeth, and he always eats them secretly at night. Once, my mother and I went to Wal-Mart to buy snacks. However, all my snacks were eaten by my father overnight. So my mother often says that my father is a greedy big mouse, and every time my father will say, "I am a mouse!" " "Mom can't help him every time!
My father is a property manager. He likes playing football very much. He plays football almost all his spare time. My father used to be a member of a team, but later he became a captain. Slowly, my father became a linesman again. Until now, my father is still a second-class referee (referee) in Guangdong Province!
Dad has a big shortcoming, that is, he has money to buy things for himself and no money to buy things for others. Why? You will know after listening to this story!
My father writes a composition for the third grade (Article 9). My father is an alcoholic. If he hears someone offering him a drink, he will immediately drag others to the hotel. Ask someone else to pay the bill and stay home until midnight. One day, he went to play mahjong. We thought he didn't drink. Dad plays mahjong and goes to the hotel to drink. He didn't go home until he blushed, but he got lost halfway.
I had to go to a hotel and say to the boss, "I'm lost." Can I wait until my family finds me? " At night, we found him. Just as we were about to take him home, mom saw dad's face turn red and said angrily, "Who hit you?" Dad quickly solved the problem: "No one hit me. It is because of drinking too much that it is red. " Mom listened and said, "Don't drink any more, or we'll leave you alone. Let's go home and sleep. "
Look, this is my father. My father is good at drinking.
Father wrote a composition for Grade Three (10). I have a little father. He is tall and thin, with short hair and a high nose. When he laughed, his two corners of his mouth bent upward, like a big crescent moon.
Dad is still like a child and loves to play. His happiest thing is to play with us. Once, my sister and I were playing with sticks. Seeing that we were enjoying ourselves, my father grabbed the stick from me and wanted to join in. Holding a stick in his hand, he gently stirred the scattered stick and looked serious. I said to my father, "Let's have a game. Whoever loses draws a circle on his face. " Dad readily agreed.
The game ended perfectly in time. Dad, his face is full of circles, but he is still very happy. What an old urchin. We often build blocks, play puzzles and play chess together. When playing, sometimes there will be some small contradictions, but he will never let me go and even argue with me. At that time, I have been thinking bitterly, is he my father after all? Sometimes I am a "policeman" and arrest him as a "thief". Sometimes we fight with each other for toys and run around the house, making my mother cry.
But I still love my playful father.
Father wrote a composition for Grade Three (1 1). I have a father who loves me. He has a tolerant heart and a pair of life-saving hands. He won glory for the hospital and paid for his family. I'm proud of him!
Once, my father was operating on a patient. Because the patient was dying, my father tried his best to pull the patient back from the hand of death. So my father did 1 hour, and worked for this patient in the hospital for 2 hours ... After a long time, the patient was still awake. At this time, my father was exhausted, but he didn't give up and continued to operate on the patient. After a while, the patient finally woke up, and dad dared to wipe the sweat on his forehead. Leave the operating room. Afterwards, people gave my father some remuneration, but he didn't accept it, because he felt that serving the people was his loyal purpose as a doctor! At home, my father is a loving father. Whenever we make mistakes, he always educates us and never beats us, because he knows that a good education does not depend on beating!
Look, this is my father. Although he is also a mortal, he will always be an example for me to learn and a god in people's hearts!
Ah, dad, I'm proud of your existence!
Dad writes a composition for Grade Three (12). My father is a super careless person. He is always careless and at a loss.
Once, I was almost late for school, but my father didn't go downstairs. It turned out that he regarded that day as Saturday. He hurried downstairs and couldn't eat, so he urged me to get on the bus. But I was unlucky that day. I don't know if my father didn't wake up or if he was eager to cut corners. Anyway, he got lost that day. When he sent me to school, the bell rang early.
Another time, it was more interesting. It was also a Saturday when Dad was going on a business trip. As a result, he overslept and woke me and my mother. Fortunately, mom prepared a travel bag for him in advance. We sent him away and hurried to bed again. It's so cold that my mother and I are going to have a good sleep. When I was about to fall asleep in a daze, a hurried doorbell rang. It turned out that my dad went home to get his cell phone. The night before, he left his mobile phone in the computer room when surfing the Internet. ...
Dad often can't find anything, or remembers the wrong date. Sometimes he forgets to turn off the lights and gas, and once he even forgets to lock the door. Alas, I really don't know what jokes he will make in the future!