Dad’s Hobbies Essay 1 My dad’s hobbies are really unreasonable. Let me talk about my dad’s weird hobbies.

First: enjoy delicious food. I still remember my father telling me that his goal is to enjoy all the delicious food in the world. He also said that you should have a taste for food, because eating is completely for yourself, and 80% of dressing is for others to see.

In the evening after class, I usually eat something at a street stall. It tastes delicious when I eat it. I strongly recommended it to my dad: Dad, the noodles at that noodle stall are delicious, come and eat with me! If you don’t go, it’s not hygienic at all, it’s cheap and has no good products. Why should we spend money to get sick? Come on, dad will take you to eat seafood. Dad replied. I asked my father again why he didn't go to eat noodles with me. Unexpectedly, my father said that eating is a kind of enjoyment. If you want to eat meat, just tell me. No matter how much you eat, I won't be able to eat enough. Come on, let's go. It's too late if you don't go! This dad can't tell me what I love, and insists on eating expensive delicacies from mountains and seas. It's really abominable!

Second: Play games. Ever since Dad started playing a computer game, it was like he had another daughter. It’s not an exaggeration for me to say this, because I used to have questions that I couldn’t solve just by shouting: Dad! I don't know how to solve this question, please come here! Dad would run to me at a sprint speed of 100 meters and patiently explain my big problems. But now when I encounter a problem, I shout loudly: Dad! I don’t know how to solve this question. Come here! Dad said: "Wait a minute, come back after playing this game!" But after waiting for a long time, he still didn't come, and another problem arose. Oh, daddy, stop coveting your other daughter and take care of me anyway!

This is my dad’s weird hobby. Although it gives me a headache, it’s also quite interesting.

Dad’s Hobby Essay 2 Dad’s “hobby” is too outrageous. It’s neither stamp collecting nor fishing. It’s not...but like smoking.

When I go home from get off work, I ride my bike and smoke at the same time. When I got home, I suddenly sat down on the sofa, lying in a reclining position with a cigarette in my hand. When I was taking a shower, I heard my mother say that when my father was washing, he soaked it in the water, holding a cigarette in one hand, and another Holding the newspaper in one hand, he "savours" and reads it, even when he goes to the bathroom.

"Dong dong" came the sound of opening the door from outside. Dad knew that mother was back, so he quickly opened the window and fanned the air outside, trying to blow the smell of smoke out of the window. Mom came in, and as soon as she smelled it, even though Dad tried very hard to fan the air outside, but the smell was too strong and there was a smell of cigarette smoke, so he angrily said to Dad: "You are smoking again! Why don't you get rid of the cigarette smell quickly! You are still like this after moving, really." Ao couldn't help but tell me again that he can only smoke in the study room after getting permission!" Unexpectedly, my father couldn't stand the "bombing" of my mother's "saliva bomb" and hid in the room like a smoke.

In the room, my father couldn't help but take out a cigarette and wanted to smoke. My mother had already guessed it, so she said loudly: "Don't even think about smoking in the room. You haven't got permission yet. You have to smoke outside." !"

For this reason, I specially drew several no-smoking signs, but these signs have all turned "smoke yellow". Mom said: "You really can't put it down!" Dad replied like a couple: "The wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the smell of cigarettes remains in the belly. If you want to go away from cigarettes, you have to quit eating too!"

< p> "You are so stubborn!"

As a result, my father's "hobby"--smoking self-control ability was sometimes good and bad, and my mother was still regarded as "Lin Zexu". I will continue to support my mother.

Dad’s Hobby Essay 3 Dad’s hobby is watching football and basketball games.

Today is my father’s birthday. My mother said to him generously: “Today is your birthday, so go and watch Yao Ming’s game! It doesn’t matter what time it is, just don’t make any noise.” Dad nodded, like a A child can jump three feet high. At night, my mother and I were shocked. My mother went out and said to my father in a reproachful tone: "You scared my heart so hard that it was pounding!" But my father, like a naughty child, made faces at his mother and continued to watch TV.

This summer coincides with the kick-off of the World Cup. My father goes to work during the day and watches football games all night. Her mother was worried that her father's health would not be able to bear it, so she was not allowed to watch TV at night. Dad promised, but after we fell asleep, he got up secretly to take a look, and once again I got up in the middle of the night to go to the toilet and caught him. "Shh!" Dad said while waving his hands vigorously, making me funny and angry again. Alas, he was my father, so I had to keep it a secret for him.

My dear fan dad, when I grow up and have money, I will definitely take you to the real arena so that you can see enough!

Dad’s Hobbies Essay 4 Dad has three major hobbies: playing games, eating hot pot, and playing cards.

Dad is indeed a game fan. As long as he has played the game, he will find the guides page by page. When he can't pass the level, he will read the guides. I said, what's the point of reading the guide and playing it? Too bad. He also said: There is one person who is even worse. He changes the game and plays it again, always "instantly killing" the opponent, which is even more boring. He seems to know everything in the "game world", and there's really nothing you can do against him.