My father is a bus driver. He is 47 years old. Usually very quiet, unknown, and don't talk to people very much. He may be older, mature and steady, and his colleagues affectionately call him "Lao Liu". Although he doesn't like talking, some classic languages are hard to forget.
"Not bad, next time you work hard, you can't be proud!" Whenever I get the first place in the exam, my father always looks at the test paper coldly and then says this to me. I am very happy, and my smile disappears in an instant. I really don't understand why he can't praise me more, even if he smiles at me!
"Do you want to drink water? Do you want to eat apples? Is it cold? "When I was sick, he always asked these questions repeatedly, and his hands were not idle. He pours water and peels fruit. Although he was ill, it was my happiest time, because at this time, my father always said a lot of words to me, with a gentle tone. He can smile at me even if he doesn't like to laugh.
"shh! Let's not mess with her, she is in a bad mood today. " He whispered to me. As soon as my mother and my father quarreled, my father took me, pushed me into the room and hid myself in the kitchen to calm my mother down. As the saying goes, "out of sight is clean", which is quite useful. Dad, who usually looks honest, is actually very witty.
"Ah, that can have what way? I can only work hard next time! " When I don't do well in the exam, my father will frown and tell me helplessly that he never scolds me because he believes that I am not suitable for that kind of education.
My father is an ordinary man. He is a driver who wears overalls all day, but in my eyes he is a calm, witty and gentle father.
Write dad's composition in the second day of junior high school. My father is a book, a book that can never be read.
When I was two or three years old, I sometimes cried and stayed up at night. My father carried me downstairs. On a quiet night in summer, dotted with stars, there is a picture-dad is walking slowly with his children on his back, humming lyrics: Let's row, the boat pushes the waves away, the beautiful white tower is reflected on the sea, surrounded by green trees and red walls, the boat is floating gently in the water, and the cool wind is blowing head on. ...
By this time, the child on his father's back had fallen asleep quietly. Dad went upstairs slowly, without even turning on the light, and put me firmly on the crib. Dad is a nursery rhyme that makes me fall asleep.
I went to school and my father began to tell me historical stories. Sanjiangkou, Cao Cao lost his soldiers, the hero met Jiang Gan, and Jiang Gan recruited him, using his clever plan to give him a secret plan ... These stories are full of fun. I always pester my father to tell one story after another. At this time, my father became a history book again.
We went to Suzhou and Hangzhou for a self-help tour in the summer vacation. There are always poems along the way. In Hanshan Temple, my father told me what a sad state of mind it was to "sleep on a frosty night". Walking to the west lake, my father showed me "When will the West Lake stop singing and dancing?" "Dad" is undoubtedly a cultural self-help guide book.
On weekdays, my father often goes to the kitchen. In his hands, new dishes emerge one after another, and his father has become a recipe. ...
I love reading, and I love my father's book with temperature more. Accompanied by the book Dad, I laughed all the way and grew up all the way.
Write dad's composition in the second day of junior high school. 3 "Dad, dad, good dad, I have a good dad …" Every time I hear this song, I miss my dad very much.
Father is tall and has a "general's belly". He has a crew cut and big eyes. He is cheerful and kind. He is my good father and my "bosom friend"
Dad's work is very busy He always goes out early and comes back late. But no matter how busy and tired he is, he will not relax my study and care about my life. In my education, they play the role of "loving father and strict mother" My mother always sings "White Face" and my father sings "Red Face".
Although my father is very kind to me, it is really scary to be strict. I remember one time: I wrote "Laugh heartily" as "Cry heartily" because of my incorrect attitude and carelessness. My mother found out and corrected me, but I looked indifferent. Dad is angry this time. He severely criticized me: "Your careless attitude towards study is wrong. You should accept the opinions of others with an open mind, and you should seriously change your carelessness. "Listen to my father, I bowed my head in shame. My father's teaching has benefited me a lot.
Dad is also a helpful person and my role model. When friends and colleagues around him encounter difficulties or need help, he always lends a helping hand to help them solve their problems. He always taught me that "helping others is also a kind of happiness."
At work, my father is conscientious. He always suffers before he enjoys it. He always gives honor to others. I asked my father inexplicably, "Dad, are you stupid?" Dad said with a smile, "Son, one person's strength is weak. We all worked together in Qi Xin to get these honors. You should think more about everyone! " "I nodded thoughtfully.
This is my father, a good father who loves me and my family.
People say that "a father loves a mountain". For me, my father's love is plain but touching. In this way, I use this plain text to thank my deep father.
My father is more than one meter six, not tall. And he doesn't weigh much, but he likes it very much. He eats two bowls of rice every meal and sometimes takes me to eat delicious food. Dad is strong enough to break a pencil. I like to be angry, too. He also likes watching the news. When he sees China cooperating with other countries in war and other aspects, he will talk endlessly.
In fact, dad especially likes to be angry. For example, if my desk is a little messy, he will be very angry and shout, "Look, look, your desk is messy again, who is like you …" For another example, if I don't do well in the exam, he will turn red with anger and shout, "Look, you haven't made any progress, but others have made progress, but you have regressed …" Dad's grumpy temper really makes me speechless.
But dad loves me the most. Every time he buys something, he asks, "Is it enough?" No matter how expensive it is, he will buy me anything I need. Once when I was a child, it was just me and my father at home. He found something wrong with me, and I was listless. Until my father took my temperature, it was close to 40, which worried him. He hurried me to the hospital. I was crying all the time, and my father was coaxing me.
After the injection and the medicine, my father quickly took me home. I didn't want to take medicine, so he kept coaxing me until I took it. Afterwards, my father made me a bowl of rice porridge. That was the first time I found that fatherly love can be so gentle. I am deeply moved by the fact that it is still fresh in my memory.
Fatherly love is as selfless as maternal love. He asked for nothing in return. Fatherly love is an unknown and intangible emotion. For me, father's love is ordinary but great, perhaps not as strong as maternal love, but as deep as maternal love. This is my father's love for me.
Father's Day is coming. Happy holidays to all dads in the world!
Write dad's composition in the second day of junior high school. My father is really a magical creature, but he is as handsome as Mr. Yang at the age of nearly half a century. Although he is thin and small, he is very powerful; He loves to wear a suit and has a serious expression. When he jokes, it's completely different.
He is extremely easy-going and can get along with anyone, but he seldom talks to me. Many people say that my father is patient, but I don't think so. At least he is impatient in front of me and never relaxes. He is lazy, but I asked him to help me solve the problem, but he is trying to solve the world problem.
Once he asked me what I was writing and why it took so long. I gave him a look, and he thought about it without looking back. I thought he couldn't hold it any longer, so I gave up asking for help and took the book back from him. He suddenly roared, "I know!" "I was puzzled at first, and then stared at him expectantly-"Oh, no "His confident eyelids relaxed. Until a teacher worked out the answer, he continued to do his problem. " I want to give you another idea. "He said.
Until a teacher came up with a second idea, he was still thinking hard and insisted that "the more ideas, the better!" " The final answer was a hundred thousand miles away. He was frustrated and kept shouting, "It's just a miscalculation, and the idea is not bad!" " When I looked at his thoughts, I almost laughed until my stomach ached. I seem to remember that he said confidently at first: "My high school teacher often asks me math questions!" " "In this sentence, I have been laughing for a long time now. He snorted and waved, "All right, all right, I won't tell you." This is his trademark sentence.
He doesn't smoke and drink less, but he loves to drink water, and he must use boiled water that can be used to scald pig hair. I saw him holding the handle of the kettle, lifting it backwards, gently tilting it into his favorite cup, and a hot air rolled into the cup filled with hot water. He stared at the cup, "put it away as soon as possible", held the rim of the cup with two fingers, put it on his mouth, only blew it, and then ... a twisted face, coughing: probably a mouthful of hot water choked in his throat ...
My dad, it's amazing!