New Dad's Composition 1 I have seen a whole set of Cabin Series, which was written by American traveler Roland according to his own experience. I envy Roland for having an evil father.
But when I was still ignorant, my biological father separated us mercilessly and cruelly, and our career fell from a high cliff to a low valley. Over the years, we have lived alone with our mother. When I was in kindergarten, I saw my little friend happily jump into my father's arms, not to mention many disasters. Every time I answer my mother, "Mom, why doesn't my father come to pay me?" At this time, my mother always said to me, "son, dad is very busy." My mother will tell you when you grow up. " In this way, I grew up every day, but my father's motivation never dissipated. When I was nine years old, my new father came into our family and changed our lives.
The new father is not handsome, short, red-faced, talkative and not funny. At first, my sister and I refused to accept him, but as time went on, he made me like him with theoretical actions. The new father is a good cook. He often cooks for us in different ways. I hate eating vegetables, so he made vegetables into various colors, such as vegetable salad, carrots and orchids, which made me fall in love with vegetables at once.
Every time my mother goes to work in the middle of the night and prepares lunch for us, we can only have a bland meal. But since we have a new father, he thinks fast food is not healthy for us. Rain or shine, he hurried off work to cook us a delicious meal. My sister and I went back to the wild, and my short new father was busy in the kitchen. Soon, smelly braised pork, golden shredded beans, green vegetables and delicious crucian carp soup ... all kinds of food became beautiful agricultural products in his rough hands. My sister and I ate heartily, and my new father lay on one side, watching the food on the table being destroyed by us and crying with satisfaction.
The new father cooks for us every day, regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter, without complaint. In summer, the oil pan in the kitchen made him sweat all over. In winter, when we were still in the city of dreams, our new father crept into bed to buy food, which might wake us up.
I love my new father. Oh, it shouldn't be that I love my father. My new father loves us as much as his own father. He is my father! I don't have to admire Roland anymore
A few days ago, a relative of mine gave birth to a child. My father hugged him every day and said, "It's so cute, but it's a pity that my wife and daughter don't agree to regeneration. It's a pity. " I thought to myself: What happened to Dad recently? Why does he like children so much? Did I offend him?
Yesterday, my father asked my mother at dinner: "The family planning policy has changed recently. What do you say? " My mother and I said in unison, "No, I don't want to die." Dad seems to be a primary school student criticized by the teacher, pretending to be innocent and asking, "Why?" Mom came forward and said, "You men don't know the pain of giving birth!" " "I took the topic," yes! What is the point of living? The Ding Chong family is popular now, Dad, your thoughts are too old. " Dad was speechless and got up and went back to his room. My mother and I secretly laughed.
At night, I was in a daze in my room, thinking: When did dad like children so much? Are children really that good? What's good for dad to have a baby? Suddenly, the space in my mind is full of these questions. So I asked my mother with these questions. I said to my mother inexplicably, "Mom, why does dad like children so much?" Mother said impatiently, "It's no big deal. Many adults are like this. "
Today, my father sent me to study composition and said to me in the car, "Don't you really want a little brother or sister?" How cute the children are. After "careful consideration", I replied: "Global warming has a lot to do with population growth, so we should control population. In fact, I like children very much, but if I have to raise them, I would rather not deal with them all my life. How painful is it for a mother to have a baby? Besides, you also know that mom has a high demand for figure. After giving birth, they want to recover, and they can't solve it for a while. "Dad nodded." That's right. "
I went on to say, "If your child made a mistake and the teacher called you to school to lecture you, you must be very sad, right?" Dad frowned and said, "Don't mention it. This kind of thing is worse than death Fortunately, your school teacher didn't ask me to go to school. "
It really took me a lot of thought from noticing this new idea of dad to "extinguishing" this new idea of his!
Two years after my mother gave birth to me, my father died suddenly. In order to let my two sisters and I live and grow up happily in a good environment, my mother got married again when I was eight years old and came to my present home-Changshu, Zhao Shi from Anhui. Life has been very happy since we got a new home. Although my father is not my dear father now, he cares about us in every possible way.
It takes half an hour to get to my home by bike from school. In the cold winter, I have to get up early for school every day. But one day, I overslept and definitely couldn't get to school on time by bike. How can you be late to save face? I yelled in bed. At this time, my sleeping father was woken up by me (my father works at night and doesn't come back until late at night every day, which is the deepest time to sleep). He heard a voice and asked me what had happened. I told him truthfully. After hearing this, my father quickly put on his clothes and shoes. Without brushing my teeth or washing my face, he asked me to take my schoolbag to school on his motorcycle. On the way, my father heard my stomach growling, so he parked in front of the breakfast stall and bought me some steamed buns. When I got back to my father's motorcycle with a hot steamed stuffed bun in my hand, my nose was a little sour. It was an unspeakable feeling, only that my father was really good to me, and a voice came from my heart: Dad, I love you.
He is not only a good father, but also a good husband. Once, my father saw that the sky was overcast and it seemed to rain, so he hurriedly took a mother's raincoat and gave it to her mother who was working in the factory. After a while, it really began to rain. When dad came back from the rain, his hair was wet.
My sisters and I are really lucky children. My father's usual care and love made us regain that precious fatherly love. My mother talked and laughed all day with my father's care and love. Coincidentally, mom and dad's birthdays are the same day, September 14. When our family sat together, it was so harmonious, so happy and so happy.
I love my family. I love my new father.
I am wandering on this road again. I still remember how many times my father took me fishing, catching shrimp and catching sparrows along this path, and now I can only find my father's grave along this path alone.
Not long ago, when the government built a building, something happened. Dad resolutely pushed others away, but he suffered misfortune. I walked and thought until I reached my father's grave. I can't hold it any longer, tears blur my eyes.
"Dad, I came to see you again. I will never forget you, but my mother has completely forgotten you. "
"Xiaobo, mom didn't forget." I looked up and my mother appeared in front of me with tears in her eyes. There is another person behind her-my new father, the lame man who walks awkwardly. He came to me and stroked my head and said, "Xiaobo, you haven't forgotten Dad, neither my mother nor I have forgotten him, and people won't forget him."
I didn't speak and walked back alone. Mom caught up with me and said, "Xiao Bo, what's wrong with you? Don't go home so late? " I looked at my new father walking slowly behind me and asked, "Mom, isn't our house very good?" Why do you want a cripple? "Mother leaned over and said sadly," Xiaobo, you are too young to understand this. You will understand later. "
The next day, my mother will go to grandma's house to pull fertilizer. I asked, "Don't we have any fertilizer?" "Your uncle Dashan needs it urgently, and your father lent it to him." Who called him dad? I hate it when my mother said that, so she said, "He can pretend to be a good person." Mother was very unhappy: "Xiao Bo, how can you say that?"? Uncle Dashan needs it badly at home, so it is wrong to lend it to him. " You will regret it sooner or later. "
I looked down, frowned and stopped talking. Before leaving, his mother repeatedly told him, "Xiao Bo, this child has a strange temper. Don't be like him. "
"Don't worry, I will cook Xiaobo's favorite dish at noon." He smiled and said to us.
Mom left, so I packed my schoolbag and wanted to leave home quickly. He picked up my notebook, looked at it and said, "You write really well." I ignored him and walked out of the house with my notebook. I saw him when I closed the door.
My new father's composition 5 "I can't be separated from my motherland for a moment …" Just before dawn, my father began to sing and polish his antique "Dajinlu" bike. Every once in a while, dad will push all his "cars" into the yard and wipe them one by one.
"Big Golden Deer" is Dad's first "car". When my father was a child, his family was as poor as a church mouse. It was not until my father went to high school that my grandfather gritted his teeth and sold the only pig in the family. He asked his relatives to buy his father a bicycle-a black "big golden deer". This "big golden deer" accompanied his father through three years of high school and spent the years of struggle. Until now, my father still loves this bike very much. Dad always proudly said that "Dajinlu" was a famous brand at that time, no less than the big brand cars now. When young people get married and pick up the bride, they all come to borrow his "big golden deer" bike as a "wedding car".
With the deepening of reform and opening up, many people in the village began to contract. Dad also followed suit and contracted the supply and marketing cooperatives in the village. He rides a "big golden deer" every day to purchase and deliver goods, which is exactly the case. Dad earned the "first bucket of gold" in life. In order to save delivery time, my father bought a particularly fashionable "Jialing" motorcycle at that time. Every time my father drives my mother to catch a big episode, the roar of "chug chug" leads to a soaring rate of return.
When I was born, my grandfather contracted a bumper harvest in the shrimp pond, and my family's economic situation was greatly improved. So, grandpa and dad bought a jeep, the first car in the village! Dad said that when the car came back, many villagers came to see it, and the big red flower on the front of the car was dazzling. Later, the uneven dirt roads with different widths in the village were gradually planned as straight and open asphalt roads, and roads extending in all directions were used to go out. Villagers get rich by developing efficient agriculture, and cars have almost become the necessary means of transportation for villagers. Now as soon as they enter the village, they can see rows of cars parked on both sides of the road. It's really imposing.
You see, the roads in the village are getting smoother and smoother, and the villagers' lives are getting richer and richer. Isn't this a true portrayal of the prosperity of the motherland and the people living and working in peace and contentment? Today, we grow up in the embrace of a strong motherland and feel the care of our mother. We can swim freely in the ocean of knowledge; You can choose your favorite way of traveling, visit the famous mountains and rivers of the motherland and appreciate the magnificent mountains and rivers of the motherland. How can we not cherish and love such a happy life?
As a young pioneer, the red scarf fluttering on my chest always reminds me to study hard, grow up healthily, work hard, hold the baton of the times and contribute to writing a more brilliant chapter of the motherland!
After school on Friday, I came to my father's office and saw my father pointing his mobile phone at some succulents. I didn't know what he was doing. I leaned in curiously.
When my father saw me coming, he happily introduced me: "The name of this software is various colors, which is great. When you meet some unknown plants, use this button to take a picture of them, and the software will tell you its name, its detailed introduction, its anecdotes and even its ancient poems. The correct rate of the answer is still very high! " In order to let me know this software more accurately, my father took me to the campus to take pictures while walking.
As soon as I got out of the office, I found some green grass growing in the flower bed, which was very lush. I quickly asked my dad to check, and it turned out that it was called Bermuda grass. I was very interested and examined many plants one by one. Among these plants, I think the most interesting one is a plant called "Stinky Paederia". At first, I didn't know its name, but I saw green and attractive little fruit. I pinched it gently and it exploded. I can't help smelling it. Wow, I almost fainted, just like someone farted in front of me. I let my father smell it with a bad smile, and he was almost fainted by the bad smell. I didn't know the name of this plant until I looked it up. It also has a name, stinky vine, which was named by the ancients. The ancients rubbed its leaves and felt smelly, so they gave it this indecent name. It's interesting, but it took me a lot of effort to get rid of this strange smell.
Ha! There will be flowers and plants you don't know in the future, and you can know their names as soon as you take pictures. It's amazing. In this way, I can expand a lot of knowledge about plants.
My father is a famous architect. Look, his awards and trophies have been piled up in his collection room.
That night, I came to my father's study. I saw him sitting in a swivel chair, absorbed in drawing something. I asked curiously, "Dad, what are you drawing?" Dad smiled and said, "Dad is going to participate in the International Residential Design Competition. This is my introductory map. " It turns out that dad is going to participate in the competition again. Alas! It's a pity for the players. They are going to lose again.
A month has passed. Dad's work was sent to the jury. After several days of judging, I finally decided to award the champion to my father. I also rewarded my father with a house designed by myself.
The workers worked day and night and finally repaired the house. Our family came to the Greenwood Building with their luggage. We took the glass sightseeing elevator to our home. "Wow!" I can't help exclaiming. That's great. Come to the children's room, there is a glass wall. You can watch meteors through it at night. I put my arm around my father's neck and shouted, "Long live my father!" " "
Tossing and turning at night can't sleep. Came to dad's room, strange, no one. Suddenly I smelled a smell of smoke. No, the house is on fire. We immediately came to the elevator and people panicked. Dad suddenly appeared. He came to a room and pressed a button on the wall, only to see a floor-to-ceiling window on the balcony slowly tilt outward and become a ladder with handrails. Fasten your seat belts, climb down slowly and escape smoothly.
The next day, the newspaper published the fire situation last night and the story of dad saving lives. ...
Fox has not seen his father for a long time. It decided to find a new father.
Many fathers in the forest know that they are all waiting in line at the door! Some are tall, some are fat, some are strong, some are thin, some have long noses, some have long tails, some have long necks and some are short. ...
The first one knocking at the door was a giraffe with a thick neck and strong legs. The giraffe said to the fox, "Come on! Fox, sit on my back. " The little fox sat on the giraffe's back and thought it was very tall. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he touched something hanging from the ceiling! Then the giraffe said, "Go! Let's go and pick fruit! Little fox! " Fox jumped three feet high happily. The giraffe took the fox to the orchard, and the fox could reach out and pick the fruit! After picking the fruit, the giraffe smiled and asked, "What's the matter? Are you satisfied with my father? " Fox said, "You are so tall! It's very kind of you, but can you roll on the ground with me? " The giraffe looked at her four long legs, shook her head and left in frustration.
The second one knocking at the door is a tiger. The tiger said, "Fox, let me be your father!" " ! So you are the king of the forest! Come on! I will teach you boxing. "The tiger took out sandbags and put on boxing gloves to fight. When the tiger punched him, the sandbag was like a big clock, which was jingled by the big tiger. Fox also put on a boxer's fist and punched lightly, but the sandbag did not move. The tiger said, "What's the matter? Am I not bad? " Fox said, "You are amazing! But can your tail be used as a quilt for me? The tiger said, "My tail is a whip, how can it be compared with the quilt!" " "hey!" Say that finish, the tiger angrily left.
The third man knocked at the door. The wolf has two bags full of small toys in his hand and a backpack on his shoulder, which is full of toys. He stuffed his backpack and said, "I'm a genius inventor! I can do anything you want me to do. " Fox said, "Then can you tell me a story?" The wolf paused. Suddenly, it said, "I! Yes, I can make you a storytelling robot. " Fox said, "I don't want a robot, I just want my father." Say that finish, the old Wolf left in frustration.
Someone knocked at the door, but Fox didn't open it. Little fox came out slowly and opened the door. Little fox cried happily, "Dad!" " It turns out, dear dad, the little fox is back. Fox threw himself into his father's arms and rolled happily with him. He is tired of playing. The little fox lies in his father's arms, and his father uses his soft tail as a quilt. Fox thought, "Father Giraffe, Father Tiger and Father Wolf are all good fathers, but only his biological father is the best." Fox suddenly felt extremely happy.
What I yearn for most is holidays, because holiday life is rich and colorful. In this summer vacation, an interesting thing happened-giving my father a new beard.
That day, my mother and I got up at six. We happily washed our faces and brushed our teeth, and soon finished eating. Then we fold the quilt and make breakfast together. It's exactly seven o'clock. My mother said, go and wake the slackers. I nodded and said: Good! . As soon as I went to bed, my father said, good daughter, let me sleep for a while, please! Then he fell asleep, and I thought, what a slacker. So, I pretended to be angry and said, I will hit you if you don't get up! Hearing this, my father was anxious and quickly said, I get up, I get up. He sat up at once. I guess: he must have cheated again. Well, I lied to him, too So I pretended to go out. When he saw me leave, he lay down and went back to sleep. I thought to myself: this is not the way, hey! . I said loudly: forget it, go to sleep, I won't bother you. He believed it, fell asleep peacefully and soon began to snore.
I quietly went back to my room, took a black marker, climbed onto his bed like a thief, covered my mouth to prevent myself from laughing, and drew a left and a right on his mouth with a small hook. Then, run out of the room and wait for the performance.
I called my mother over with a smile. My mother looked at it and said with a smile, yo! You have a new beard! It's still rising! Dad doesn't know what is going on. I brought him a mirror. As soon as he took a picture, his mouth widened, and my mother and I laughed until our stomachs ached.
With lazy dad, my summer vacation life has become more enjoyable and interesting!
New Dad Composition 10 20xx, we took Tian Hao to watch three stage plays, starting with Kung Fu Panda and ending with Big Head Son. I carefully selected three stage plays for my mother, which are considered to be three tastes suitable for my son among all living beings. From the beginning, Tian Hao tasted the charm of stage plays.
Until the day after Big Head's son finished watching it, his father and I were going to watch this year's Twist Drama. I told Tianhao that my parents are going to see a stage play for adults today, and we can go together when you are older. He nodded in agreement and formed a perceptual knowledge of the stage play in his mind.
If Kung Fu Panda is the quintessence of martial arts and China art, then Qiao Hu and Big Head son are the plots of parents and children. The former pays more attention to the shaping of the main line of fairy tales, reminding children and parents of a better parent-child relationship from the moral point of view, while the latter is more directly related to the characterization and plot display, directly praising China's traditional virtues and telling us what to do and what not to do.
No matter which of the above performances is good, as long as it is accepted by the public and packaged, it is a good stage play.
For Tian Hao, my intention is very clear. At the age of three, he was able to watch the next game, read carefully and sit well from beginning to end, which was good for me. His perception, in the process of freedom, does not need special requirements. If you can gain more knowledge and bring one more in, it will naturally be progress, and you will naturally benefit more in the process. Coupled with the rare family time, this natural relationship will inevitably benefit.
Tian Hao likes the play Big Head Son very much. Seeing the word birthday again, he guessed that his son would definitely like it. It's just after the little guy's birthday, so it's good to watch a play to relive his birthday. Of course, the overall conception and design of the play is good, with the subway construction as the background and the father's need to accompany his children on their birthdays as the main line, to present everything that happened on the birthday of Big Head's son. Although children's things are simple, it takes some effort to present the beauty of all links in the play, and interactive links are even more essential. What I particularly appreciate is that there is a passage in this play. After the local melon ate cotton candy to buy a birthday cake for the big head son, the big head son quarreled with the sweet potato and pushed it to the sweet potato. Because of the conflict in this paragraph, the two adults behind handled the matter. At that time, the little head dad encouraged the big head son to think about the benefits of sweet potatoes. If he can tell his 20 advantages face to face, the big head son really tells his 20 advantages of sweet potato, and they become friends. This passage is really great. Think about it. In life, we adults rarely do this. Returning to tradition and the past, if we can really find so many bright spots in others, it will definitely make our gas field and influence deeper. When educating children, should we also think more about how to guide children to look at both sides of things and how to think about the good side?
In addition, the interaction between the play and children in the stage play is also very good. What I find particularly interesting this time is that when Sister Moon often comes out to explain good living habits and traditional virtues, the children's voices can be described as persistent. When uncle sunglasses comes out, everyone will shout "no, no". Boy, how innocent!
Mother likes stage plays, and has no intention of guiding tianhao to associate with you. However, the influence of family background and mother will still exist. Of course, there is nothing wrong with this. After all, in the process of stage play, the advantages definitely outweigh the disadvantages. Well, it's not up to me. You might as well attend.
New Dad's Composition 1 1 Today, my dad and I went to the new gym to see how the decoration was going.
When I came to the gym, I saw garbage everywhere on the floor, including wood blocks, paper scraps, glass and sawdust. I quickly picked up the broom and swept it. I classify dangerous goods as one category, and wood blocks, sawdust and paper scraps as one category. In a short time, I cleaned the dusty floor thoroughly.
I just finished sweeping the floor when an uncle said to me, "Kid, can you help me screw all the screws on the treadmill?" I said yes. Uncle took out two screwdrivers from a big schoolbag, one was electric and the other was manual. I gave the computer screwdriver to my brother Teng Xu, because his strength is smaller than mine, so it will be easier to use an electric screwdriver. Then, my uncle taught us how to screw. First, press the screw on the screwdriver, then insert the screw into the hole, and then tighten the screw with the screwdriver. In this way, a screw was screwed. Before long, Teng Xu's younger brother Qi Xin and I finally turned half the screws of the treadmill. But Teng Xu's younger brother is leaving, and I'm sad, because two people work faster than one. Teng Xu's brother is gone, so I'm on my own. I used Teng Xu's brother's electric screwdriver, and it took me 20 minutes to finally tighten all the screws on the treadmill. I was so tired that I almost fell down.
This time, I not only visited my father's new gym, but also learned to screw!