In our daily study, work and life, we often see the figure of composition. Writing composition can exercise our habit of being alone, calm our mind and think about our future direction. How to write a good composition? The following is the composition of fatherly love I collected for you, hoping to help you. Fatherly love composition 1
Fatherly love is great, and it can make you feel happy.
I remember that time, when we were having a class in the classroom, when the teacher was talking vividly, it suddenly started to rain cats and dogs outside, and the raindrops fell to the ground, just like soybeans.
"Ding Ling, Ding Ling Ling ..." A crisp and pleasant bell rang. We quickly packed our schoolbags and stood out like arrows. However, it rained so hard that the students had to "look at the rain and sigh" at the door of the stairs.
after a while, many parents brought umbrellas. Seeing that other students were picked up by their parents, I was very unhappy. Where did my parents go? Have you forgotten me? I looked anxiously at the boundless rain curtain ...
More than 3 minutes passed, and several familiar shouts came from a distance: "Jun Jun, Jun Jun, where are you?" I was shocked at first, and then I replied, "I am here, I am here!" " Dad saw me and rushed over. I pursed my mouth and said, "Dad, why did you come so late?" Dad explained, "Jun Jun, I'm late. I'm sorry! I thought grandma would come to pick you up, so that's why ... "I listened, and this just threw the grudges away.
My father and I went home. My father only brought an umbrella, so I had to share an umbrella with him. On the way home, my father always moved the umbrella to my side, and I looked at it and moved it again. In this way, after a while, my father moved the umbrella to my side. I said to my father, "Look, Dad, you didn't hold the umbrella there, and your clothes are all wet. Please move over." "No, you are a child, I am an adult, I'm fine, you can rest assured! My bones are hard! " Dad said.
when I got home, my father was all wet, but my clothes didn't get wet at all. The next day, my father caught a cold.
this is fatherly love, a kind of fatherly love that lasts forever and never ends. Father's Love Composition 2
It's noon in the scorching sun again, and I came to the dining table with my stomach growling with hunger. At first glance, I saw a delicious plate of shrimp on the table and jumped three feet high with joy.
I sat down and began to eat. Grandma peeled shrimps beside me. She put the peeled shrimps in a nearby plate. When I saw it, I took a shrimp to eat. This move was seen by the father sitting next to him. He said to grandma, "You should let her peel the shrimp by herself! Otherwise, peeling shrimp for her blindly will hurt her! !” After listening to this, I pouted a little reluctantly-what, I was only greedy for petty gains occasionally soon ~~
After dinner, I watched TV, but my front legs left before my hind legs took off. My father said, "Eat shrimp quickly, and you can't watch it until you finish eating!" I was so anxious to watch TV that I poured the shrimp into the bowl without watching it. When I was sitting in front of the TV to peel the shrimp, I found that those shrimps had been peeled off! As soon as my heart was hot and my nose was sour, tears began to roll in my eyes-it turned out that my father had peeled the shrimp for me! When I think of what my father said before, I know in my heart that no father doesn't love his daughter. Although he says so, he doesn't think so in his heart. He did a lot of things for me silently, but I didn't know whether I was lucky or not, complaining that he was not good here and there ... < P > What a kind name, father! Maybe if we gently call "Dad, Father", it will bring them spiritual comfort. Remember to say "good morning" to your parents every morning, "good evening" when you come home from school, and "good night" when you sleep.
did you do it? Father's Love Composition 3
If a mother's love is compared to a blooming rose, then a father's love is a jasmine in the corner. They exude a charming fragrance in a corner. It has always been just to praise the greatness of maternal love. But who knows the subtlety of fatherly love? A jasmine may not have a refreshing fragrance, but it will always make you feel fresh. Fatherly love is like this, opening silently like jasmine. No matter where you are, your father's firm, far-reaching and kind love will accompany you for life.
The school started, and I got into the top 5 again this semester, so I admire myself very much and am proud of myself. Not so good. I'm a little proud and unruly this semester. Homework is not finished on time, so I don't listen carefully in class.
The monthly exam came, and I panicked. I was in a panic. I sweated profusely on the test site, looking at the math test paper in my eyes and thinking about it in my heart, and I could only stare blankly. It's still too difficult to do it. At this moment, I had a brainwave and encouraged myself not to do it if I can't do it. Anyway, it's futile to rack my brains, and this problem doesn't take a few minutes. After the test, I looked at the test paper and took a deep breath. This time, I got a score of 73 points and went back to explain! When I got home, I feebly handed the test paper to my father. After reading it, my father said nothing. Just told me the wrong question again. At this time, my father's words and deeds seem so beautiful that I feel like a spring breeze. After listening carefully, I will. My father smiled at this moment with a brilliant smile.
A father is like the sun, and his father's love is his light. A father is like a river, and a father's love is a clear spring. Father's Love Composition 4
I think my father is the most verbose father in the world. For example, if you ask him a question, he can talk for a long time, but I still don't understand. No, the teacher arranged one. I wanted to talk to my father about his hobbies and work, so I called my father who was far away in Hubei.
the phone is through. "Chen Zhuo? what's up A familiar voice came from the phone. I told my father the reason for calling. Dad's first sentence was: "How is your health?" I replied succinctly; "Not bad. ""why are you sniffling again? Did you catch a cold again? " Dad's voice came from the microphone again. I'm a little impatient. "No." "So what's the matter? He loves to get to the bottom of the casserole. "Say no,no.. By the way, dad, how's your work recently? ...... however, my father always refuses to pick up my topic and has been asking me about other things with concern.
ok, the call is over. I also struggled to get a general idea of my dad's recent work from his verbosity. Dad now runs a restaurant in his hometown in Hubei. He manages the restaurant alone, and the hardships can be imagined. But my father didn't tell me about the difficulties on the phone, but repeatedly asked me about my life and study. In fact, my father's verbosity contains a deep fatherly love for me.
Maybe my father's verbosity will never change. In the past, I didn't welcome my father's verbosity. But as I grow older, what I realize is a deep father's love. The composition of fatherly love 5
In this world, maternal love is like a male fire, and fatherly love is like a boundless sea. I quite agree with this sentence. Father's love and mother's love are bodyguards around children in my eyes. A mother's love is near, but a father's love is far. Motherly love and fatherly love are intertwined, and everything is for children.
fatherly love is not as gentle as maternal love, but it is a great encouragement and success. Father's love is generally strict now! My father is very strange. His love is strict and gentle. Say strict first. When I do my homework, I will scold me once and teach me modestly until I understand; When eating, I sometimes eat snacks before meals, but I can't eat them. My father always criticizes me for not eating snacks, which is not good for my health. I won't buy you snacks again. I also regret sometimes eating too many snacks and burping, and my throat is full of snacks.
in my life, my father is very gentle with me. When I go to school, my father always tells me to walk by the road. Walking at the crossroads depends on whether there are cars on both sides, or you will hit someone! I always like to put my head under the bed when I sleep at night, and my father will get up late at night and open the quilt in the room to let me breathe fresh air. Sometimes my father organizes a trip to other places and will take me with him. Sometimes if I don't go, he will bring me delicious food. Whenever there is something delicious at home, he always leaves it for me to eat, but he can't bear to eat it. Although my father is a little ugly, I am moved by an ordinary love.
Father is mother's companion, and their love is interdependent. As long as fatherly love exists, happiness exists. Father's Love Composition 6
I always feel that my father is too strict and always compares me with others, as if I am nothing like a human being. However, that time I realized that I had misunderstood.
outside the door, the cold wind blows fiercely, and small snowflakes are falling from the silver sky. The snow is getting thicker and thicker, as if to engulf the whole world. Inside the house, a doll that accompanied me for many years warmed the whole house, and I was busy doing my homework under the light.
There is a pen between my fingers. I quickly moved the pen in my hand to finish my homework. Just before I finished writing, the pen ran out of water. I was so angry that I threw the broken pen into the ground and muttered loudly, "What pen is this?" My father, who was cooking, heard the sound of coming, pushed open my room door and asked, "What's the matter with you?" I said, it's not just a pen without water that annoys me, and I haven't finished my homework. Dad took a look at me and had to buy a pen reluctantly.
I looked out the window, and my father rode his bicycle out of the gate of the community in the snowstorm. I suddenly had an indescribable feeling, a little excited, a little ashamed, and looked back at the wall clock at home. The pointer told me that it was 8 o'clock in the evening.
Without a pen, I can't do my homework. I sit in a chair and watch TV, thinking of my father's back disappearing in the snow. I can't help feeling guilty. Suddenly the door opened, and my father came back. Look at the snow on his head and eyebrows, and his clothes have been wet by the wind and snow. I kept my head down and didn't want my father to see my tearful face.
Maybe everyone only experienced maternal love and felt its warmth, but the father's love has been wandering at the door. Please cherish. The composition of fatherly love 7
The greatest love in the world is maternal love and fatherly love. The most delicate and gentle love in the world is maternal love, and the heaviest and stable love in the world is fatherly love.
Father's love is like a mountain, a tree, sunshine and arrogant fire.
I once saw a public service advertisement about father's love, which impressed me for a long time and I can't forget it. It's about a lonely old man who stays at home and waits for his son every day. He looks at the open door dully, and his eyes are full of expectation.
When my son came back, my father shook his head and said, "You are not my son."
Later, my son took my father to the hospital for examination. My father got Parkinson's syndrome, which is also called Alzheimer's disease.
So when the old man was awake in the early days, he wrote the exhortations word by word on the post-it notes and put them in the corresponding places. For example, remember to have breakfast, remember to have dinner, and remember to come back early ...
Later, when it was more serious, he didn't even know where his refrigerator and kitchen were, and he forgot what he had just done, except watching the door and talking about his son every day.
One day, my son took his father out to have dinner with his relatives. Father saw that there were two jiaozi in the dish, so he grabbed them and put them in his pocket. Feeling ashamed and angry, the son grabbed his father's hand and asked him what he was doing.
The father said, "Leave it to my son. He loved jiaozi when he was a child." The son shed tears.
he may have forgotten everything.
but he never gave up loving you.
what a great power this is, and what a great power fatherly love is, which we can't imagine. Parents will eventually grow old and leave us. What we can do is to keep a filial and respectful heart, try our best to repay our parents and be grateful to them. Fatherly love composition 8
Fatherly love is great, like a trickle, slowly flowing into my heart.
There are three people in our family, who earn money by their father alone, and their lives are very poor.
One day, my father said that he would go to Beijing on business, and my mother said, "Our family doesn't have enough money this month, so you have to go to Beijing." Dad said helplessly, "I don't want to!" It was the company that sent me on a business trip. "
In a few days, my father will go to Beijing. When he left, I said to my father, "Dad, remember to buy me something delicious when you get to Beijing." Dad smiled and said, "OK, I will definitely buy it for you." I am extremely happy.
Looking forward to the stars and the moon, after waiting for four or five days, my father finally came back and brought me Beijing roast duck and many snacks. I feel that the peach blossoms outside are blushing with laughter, and the birds are singing happily on the branches. When I was enjoying the delicious food, my mother came out. I had an ominous premonition. My mother looked at it and said, "How did you buy so many things? You are not ignorant of the family economy and spend money indiscriminately." Dad seemed to know that he was wrong, and without saying a word, he went to the room and said to his mother, "wash my clothes!" After sitting in a hard seat all day, I went to bed. "
My mother asked me to take out my father's pocket for fear that some valuables would be washed out. I took out several shopping lists, and my mother said, "Show them to me, and see if I'm wasting money outside." At first glance, it says: 5 steamed buns, 5 packets of Beijing instant noodles and 6 bottles of Master Kong mineral water. It turned out that dad ate these in Beijing, left the money to buy things for us, and watched, my mother's eyes were red.
fatherly love is really great and selfless! Paternal love composition 9
People often say that maternal love is the greatest love in the world. If there is another love that can be compared with maternal love, it is undoubtedly paternal love.
My father is of medium height. He often has short hair, black eyes and sleeping silkworm eyebrows. When he was a child, he worked outside all the time, always paid silently behind his back, and only came back once in a long time. But even when I came back, I didn't talk to me much. I never felt fatherly love, and sometimes I thought I didn't have fatherly love at all.
until one day ... it was as usual, but in the afternoon I heard from my mother that something had happened to my father! I called at once, only to know that my father was injured at work: the machine was running at a high speed, maybe my father was distracted at work, or maybe he was too tired to get up. At that time, his hand was twisted in the machine, and his index finger, middle finger and ring finger were broken on the spot. When I knew it, it was several days after my finger was cut off. When I asked the reason, I burst into tears. It turned out that the final exam was coming. In order not to distract me and let me study hard and get good grades, my father never told me and planned to wait until I finished the exam.
When my father came back, I saw his broken hand, on which I could still see the scars I had sewn. "Does it hurt? Are you all right? " I asked.
"nothing." The father replied.
after listening to this understatement, I seem to see my father sweating on the construction site, for me and for this family, and I can't help crying.
at that moment, I no longer thought I had no fatherly love, but I did! And this paternal love is very great, but I didn't notice it ... Paternal love composition 1
Although maternal love is very great, it is