1. How to write an essay on I love my dad

The person I love and admire the most is my dad!

My dad is in his 40s, of medium height, with a few shallow wrinkles on his face. He wears a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose. Although his eyes are not big, his eyes are bright and he speaks in an orderly manner. .

Dad has always been very concerned about me. That time, I felt that my composition was not very good, so I went to "ask" my dad for advice. When I met my dad, I was about to speak when I suddenly saw a few more white hairs on his forehead and a tired look in his eyes. , it was already past 9 o'clock. I felt sour in my heart, and swallowed back the words that came to my lips. "Baby, what's wrong?" Dad turned to ask me. I murmured these words: "Can you help me correct this essay?" Dad smiled and nodded. After my father carefully reviewed my composition, he frowned slightly and told me about the shortcomings in the composition. My upper and lower eyelids were fighting. Dad saw me, looked at me with his bloodshot eyes, and said with concern: "Go to bed, be careful not to catch a cold." I looked at my dad who was still "working hard" under the dim light, and walked away obediently. . When I got to the bedroom, I sighed softly, how much my father loves me!

My father is very loving and very humorous.

April 23rd is my mother’s birthday. Our family unanimously decided to have a "family evening". Even though there was only three of us in the "Family Party", the program was exciting. *** After another, it is not inferior to CCTV's "Spring Festival Gala". My dad sang an English song (to be honest, my dad is very talented.) After singing, he bent like a prawn and bowed repeatedly, imitating the style of Hong Kong and Taiwan singers and blowing a kiss. My mother and I both laughed.

On the eve of Children's Day, my father suddenly asked me mysteriously: "Baby, do you want a watch?" After hearing this, my eyes lit up and I said, "Yes." I thought: This Children’s Day gift is really not lazy. "That's good." Dad smiled evilly. "Ah wu -" Dad sucked on my arm. "Wow -" I yelled, "Dad, what are you doing?" "Aha, you have a watch on your hand. I'll draw two more lines..." "NO" I shouted hoarse, but the "watch" was done. . It's on my hand. Dad smiled evilly: "Hey, have you been fooled? There is no such thing as..." "Free lunch," I said angrily. Haha, on the morning of June 1st, a brand new watch was quietly beside my bed.

This is the loving and humorous dad whom I admire and love the most. I love my dad! 2. How to write 80 words about my father in an essay

My father

In life, I have a father who cares about me meticulously; in study, I I have a father who has strict requirements on me; in the game, I have a father who never grows up.

My father has two greatest advantages: 1. He is willing to contribute to the country without asking for anything in return; 2. He is very concerned about the study and life of the next generation.

In the past, my father was building railways in Turpan, Xinjiang. He works hard day and night, 365 days a year, and works eight or nine hours a day. Three meals a day were steamed buns, and meat and rice were rarely eaten. Life was very difficult. I only had five or six hours of sleep at night, and I had to get up again the next morning with bloodshot eyes. However, he still refused to give up this glorious job, and was later transferred to be a taxi driver.

My father is not only hardworking but also very strict with me. One time, I still had two reading notes left for my homework, but my friend asked me to go out and dance with rubber bands. I couldn't resist the temptation of the rubber band and jumped up in the yard: "Car, beep beep beep, Malan is blooming twenty-one..." Just as I was dancing happily, my father came back from get off work and asked: "Yuanyuan?" "Have you finished your homework?" I replied: "Right now, wait until I jump to take those two reading notes." At this time, my always gentle father suddenly became serious and took me back to the study like an eagle catching a chicken. . I had to do my homework. When I finished, he frowned. At this time, my father said: "Let me jump rope with you. Your father was still a master of rope skipping back then!" As he said that, he started jumping.

Ah, Dad, you are the light of enlightenment in my study and life, and you will always inspire me to move forward in my study and life. Ah, Dad, I will definitely study hard and repay your selfless love for me. 3. How to write an essay on I like my father

I like my father and everything about him.

Every day when I go to school, my father always reminds me to bring all my school supplies and pay attention to safety when crossing the road. After finishing speaking, I always smile. At this time, I thought to myself, my father really cares about me in every possible way.

In the evening, my father came home from get off work. They would ask me about my study status that day and check my homework. If I find that there is an error in my homework, my father will explain it to me carefully and help me correct it. Encourage me not to be careless in anything I do, and to ask questions when I don’t understand. After my father checks the homework, he will accompany me to exchange experiences and have fun and interact with me.

Although it didn’t last long, I felt quite happy!

Dad is the greatest in my heart and also my favorite!

I like dad

My dad is a tall man, and my mom and I always like to call him "Tall Guy". Dad has big eyes and a head of hard, thick black hair. His hair is very neat. My mother often said when my father was blow-drying his hair: "Lao Gao" is making buns again. I laughed out loud.

Dad is a driver with a very dark skin. He doesn’t care about hygiene and doesn’t like to brush his teeth, so his teeth are all dentures. He often competes with me to watch TV.

Maybe you will think: What is there to like about such a father? But you don’t know, but my dad is a good man who is willing to help others. Once, there was a crash on the road in front of my house. A family of five was trapped in the overturned car. My father saw it. He called the police and went home to get tools and his uncles to rescue people. Dad leaned against the car, pried the door open and said, "What's wrong with you? Are you injured?" The driver of the car said, "The children are not seriously injured, they are just scared. My foot may be broken." Dad. Quickly rescue the children one by one, and then rescue the injured driver with the police and doctors who arrived. Everyone present praised Dad for doing a good job.

Hey, dad is such a person!

I like dad. 4. A composition to my favorite dad

Dear Dad: Hello! When I was doing my homework that day, I overheard you talking to my mother about my thrilling experience of rescuing a fever when I was a child. After listening to it, it really scared me. At that time, I wanted to rush into your arms and say it myself I would like to express my gratitude to you, but as soon as the words came to my lips, I swallowed them back. This sentence stayed in my heart. Every day when I see you, I feel very guilty, as if I have done something wrong. In desperation, I came up with a way to express my feelings to you by writing a letter: "Dad, thank you for helping me take back this little life!" One day when I was three or four years old, I had a high fever of 42 degrees. , my father was not at home at the time, and my mother gave me antipyretic medicine. After seeing that I fell asleep, my mother watched TV for a while in the next room. But after a while, my mother felt a little uneasy, so she came over to take a look. This time, my mother I was frightened. My forehead was burning hot and my lips were black. My mother immediately called my father: "Where are you? Come back quickly. Yiyi has a high fever!" After hearing what my mother said, my father I quickly drove the car to the door of my house. My mother said that even calling a taxi was not that fast. Along the way, my father ran through several red lights, and the horn was still honking until the hospital. While driving, my father was still anxiously talking. He talked to me: "Yiyi, be strong, we will be there soon!" "No, my son is foaming at the mouth!" "Yiyi, wake up! Yiyi, wake up!" Afterwards, the doctor He said, luckily I delivered it in time, if it had been any later, my life would have been in danger.

Dad, it turns out you love me so much! Why didn’t I feel anything before? Because no matter what I do, you always tell me that this is wrong and that is not good. I thought you didn’t love me! It seems that I wrongly blamed you! Sorry! Dad! Dad, after saying these words to you, I feel much more relaxed. Finally, your son has a small wish. Please agree to it no matter what, for your safety and for the sake of our family. Happiness, please don’t drink and drive again, okay? I wish you: good health, smooth work, and whatever you want. 5. How to write a composition about my father

Composition. In fact, composition is quite simple. As long as you write it with heart and devotion.

In fact, there are not so many stereotypes. It mainly depends on your own performance.

Well...

As for the first paragraph... you can start with a more lyrical one (if your father is very gentle), if your father is very humorous If so, the first paragraph can focus on writing down the humorous sentences of your father and extend it to what your father said.

The second paragraph is an explanation of the first paragraph. Explain my father (humor), that is, he mainly remembers things. Dad’s witty sentences and expressions can even guess his psychology. If you want to write something... your father is full of paternal love, etc. You can add some lyrical things. For example: Father's love is the sun in winter, the fruit in autumn, the wind in summer, the rain in spring, etc.

The third paragraph can be your own evaluation of your father.

The fourth paragraph is the end. Based on what kind of father it is, and then sighing or something.

In short, the composition is still very simple!

Come on, add a little bit of your own thoughts and the psychology of the parties to the facts, it will be better.

Hope this helps! 6. Composition "

Books, my favorite

I especially like reading, like Yang Hongying, Shen Shixi, Qin Wenjun, Bing Xin, Mei Zihan, Yu Zaiyang... I am all them loyal fans. "Books are the ladder of human progress." This sentence is true, but for me, "Books are the spiritual food of mankind" is more appropriate.

Speaking of which, there is still a "book history" that is "emotional".

It is said that "read more books and become more literate" is really true. When I was very young, my mother would watch plots from "Grimm's Fairy Tales", "A Dream of Red Mansions", "Andersen's Fairy Tales"... with me every day. But I can only read the characters of "Five Thousand Years" and "Dream of Red Mansions" but not the plot. Because I think those books are too boring and boring. There were three to four thousand words in the first-grade literacy competition. Maybe because I read a lot of books, I recognized more than two thousand words at once.

When I grew up, I was also obsessed with reading fairy tales, modern novels, and stories. I have an unshakable iron habit - reading for a long time every night. My father didn't let me read before going to bed, because I forgot the time when I read it, and my father had to pull my ears to get up the next morning. In order to prevent my parents from finding out, I started a "guerrilla war" with them. I quickly turned off the lights when they came, and turned them on again when they left. However, there are policies from above and countermeasures from below. Dad pretended to walk into the room and closed the door, but in fact he was still outside. I fell into the trap, and my dad came in, scolded me, and turned off the electric switch in the room. But the Tao is as high as the devil. He didn't expect that I have another hand: a flashlight! In order for my father not to see the light from the crack of the door, I hid under the quilt and watched. I got bored hiding inside, so I changed my breath and continued watching. Even my dad couldn’t help me.

Books bring me endless fun, and also give me a lot of "nutrients" --- like sunshine, like rain and dew, which nourish my little tree so that it can grow stronger! 7. My Favorite Dad Essay

My dad has a pair of piercing "fiery eyes". Nothing I do at home can escape his eyes.

Dad’s nose looks like an upturned nose and an aquiline nose, which makes it difficult to tell the difference. Dad has a mouth full of delicious food from all over the world. No matter what kind of food, he has eaten it.

After my father successfully quit drinking, he looked very strong and gained a lot of strength! Even if someone weighs 20 kilograms more than him, he can knock that person to the ground without any effort! What my father cares most about is my sister and I’s study and health. Whenever I come home on weekends, my father always asks me first, "Do you have a lot of homework?" "Are there any books I want to buy?" and other words that care about our study.

In terms of study and physical health, dad pays more attention to our physical health, and he takes even more care of me, the "second child." Once, I got intestinal and gastritis, which was very serious.

At that time, without saying a word, my father drove the car, took me, and drove away directly looking at the hospital. When he came to the hospital, he kept running around to register, do tests, pay fees, and get medicine. He was sweating profusely running upstairs and downstairs.

But for my health, he had no regrets... Later, I was given an intravenous drip. He is always guarding me.

Sometimes he asked me if I wanted to drink water, sometimes he asked me if I was hungry, sometimes he told me a story, sometimes he told me a joke... At that moment, I became everything in his life. This is my dearest and most beloved dad. 8. Composition "Dad, My Favorite"

As a junior high school student, I am very honored because I can study and enjoy together with many classmates in the fragrant and quiet campus, and more importantly Yes, I can learn a wide variety of subjects. Every subject has given me great benefits: mathematics has made me think sharply, history has made me understand the past and present, geography has made me understand the earth, biology has made me love nature, art has made me dexterous, and music has helped me cultivate my sentiments... However, among all these subjects, the one I am most "preferred" is Chinese.

Perhaps it is because of my love for language and writing that I have a "special liking" for the subject of Chinese. My father, who is good at mathematics, was very worried when he saw that I was so fascinated by Chinese, for fear that I would put it aside. My homework in other subjects was delayed, so my father decided to use his "trick" to change me. When my mother saw it, she quickly shook her head and said it was impossible. However, my stubborn father actually made a bet with her. My mother had no choice but to agree. .

So my father started to trick me. First of all, my father bought me a large stack of mathematics information books, such as "The Joy of Mathematics", "Life and Mathematics", etc., and moved them all back home. When I saw it, I was dumbfounded and complained: "Why don't you buy me Chinese materials? Composition books are also fine." After hearing this, my father immediately said kindly: "Mathematics is much better than Chinese, and life cannot be separated from mathematics. "Then life is inseparable from Chinese," I frowned and muttered, "My favorite subject is Chinese, not mathematics." When my father heard this, he immediately changed from sunny to cloudy: "I and I. How many times have you said that you can't just learn Chinese? Why do you always have it in one ear and out the other?" After hearing this, I said unhappily: "Why! You can't let me prefer it, don't you also have preferences? "When Dad saw that I was so stubborn with him, he was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, but he still refused to admit defeat. Suddenly, his eyes turned and he realized that I was not willing to give in, so he pretended He looked particularly angry, put his hands on his hips, put his feet across his legs, and said angrily: "From now on, you must concentrate on studying mathematics for me, and put Chinese aside for the time being. Wait until you get a perfect score in the mathematics exam, and then you can study it." "Chinese." Dad's attitude was really scary, but I didn't accept that, so I took advantage of it and said, "I'm going to learn Chinese. If you threaten me again, I won't learn anything. Let's see what you do." .

"My father was really helpless and had to run away in despair. When my mother saw it, she laughed so hard, but my father curled his lips and said, "The mathematics materials I bought were ruined again. "My mother laughed even harder.

Look, how deep my feelings for Chinese are, but my grades in other subjects are still good! 9. Dad, my favorite

I love you.

I still couldn’t help but feel sad, my eyelids were heavy, my father’s hand was placed in my hand, and I rubbed my father’s face gently, looking at my father’s tiredness. While sleeping peacefully, his face looked a little swollen.

There was a smile on my father's face. I really wanted to say to my father loudly that beautiful little towels are a common thing in the world and can be heard in silence. My breathing and heartbeat sounded, and I immediately followed my mother's example and washed my father's face. My father's eyes were sunken. When the sun came out, you would be lying on the hospital bed! >

Of course I know, my favorite

Dad, I must tell you.

The ward was very quiet, and my father opened his eyes.

Of course I do.

Now, under the illumination of the white fluorescent lamp, say it loudly to Dad.

I want to tell you loudly: Dad: "Dad, if I keep using my other hand, the snowman will melt. Don't worry, tears welled up in my eyes soon. I was stunned, Dad." My face looked paler and my nose was a little red. I couldn't bear it anymore and became even more exhausted: with the warm water, I held my father's somewhat withered hand tightly with my hand: "Dad."

I want to get there before the snow melts. Finally, he looked at me with a deep smile and said softly, "You will get better soon. There are all kinds of tubes inserted in your body." When I walked into the ward, hot tears were like broken pearls: I love you. The wrinkles at the corners of my eyes were a little deeper. My father, lying on the hospital bed, was gently stroking my face! "

Wait, come down and listen to me!" After that. My heart is sour, I love you after birth, old age, illness and death. I silently look at my father's face that is no longer young. Sitting next to my father's hospital bed, I suddenly remember the scene when my father washed my face when I was a child: "Dad loves you too, caress you gently." Holding my father's arms, I can only wait quietly, hug you passionately, with a little sweat on my forehead, and look at me quietly, you are my favorite, I want to be with you forever.

I will visit you again tomorrow, warm... I wet the towel, wring it out and fold it into a rectangle