My dad and I wrote 1.
Today I want to tell you something about my father.
My father is tall and of medium build. Although he is not fat, he has a lot of muscles. He has a pair of dark and dense eyebrows and a pair of black-rimmed glasses on his high nose. There are a pair of bright eyes behind the glasses, as if they can see through my mind at any time. Dad has a big mouth and loves to laugh. When I told a joke, he kept laughing and gave me a thumbs-up to praise my good speech. Dad often tells me that even if I fall down a hundred times, I have to stand up a hundred times.
Dad is my playmate. Every time we play together, he can spell out cool shapes and compete with me. Dad often accompanies me to develop new toys. Every toy is very interesting. My father and I always play games together like friends.
My father is a good teacher in my study. I remember once, when I was writing my homework, I met a difficult problem. My father came to explain it to me. I wasn't listening. I just want to finish my homework quickly, and then I will play with toys. The next morning, the exam began. As soon as the test paper was handed out, my heart tightened. I just think this question looks familiar. Let me think about it ... Oh, by the way, isn't that what my father told me yesterday? I really regret that I didn't listen carefully yesterday, otherwise I would get full marks! When I got home, my father asked me how I did in the exam. I looked down and remained silent. Dad smiled and took the paper and looked at it. Dad said to me, "A failure is nothing. As long as you study hard in the future, you will get full marks. " Since then, every time my father tells me a topic, I will listen carefully and sometimes discuss some different solutions with my father.
Dad is also my sports coach and often takes me to exercise together. Dad taught me to play basketball, football and badminton. When I first learned to play badminton, I always couldn't catch the ball, not only the ball from the other side, but also the ball I threw. I am very annoyed and angry. I thought, "Badminton is too difficult to play. It's not funny. I won't learn. " Dad saw through my mind and came up to me and said, "Son, be patient in everything, and finish what you start." As long as you work hard, you will succeed. " After listening to my father, I practiced again with confidence. Dad thought of a way. He first threw the ball out with his hand and threw it in front of the racket I prepared. I can catch the ball accurately every time, which makes me more confident. Soon, I will be able to catch the fastball from the other side. After my father's patient training, I am now a badminton master.
This is my father. My father is invincible, my father is different, and my father is omnipotent in my heart. I respect him, worship him and love him more.
I write with my father.
Before, there was never a shadow of my father in my composition because I didn't get along well with him. I always thought he had a bad temper. When I was a child, he always scared me that I picked it up from a fishing boat. Usually, as long as I make a little mistake, he will yell at me, so I am afraid of him. On the contrary, my mother is much more gentle and obedient to me. In this way, my dislike for my father deepened.
At that time, whenever there were guests at home, he would let me into the room. He was afraid that I would interrupt their conversation. If I don't like it, he will stare at me and say sternly, "Will you go when I count to three?" So I ran into the room crying and thought, "am I his own?" Maybe it's really coming! "Sometimes I think, when I grow up, I'm not afraid of you. ...
Finally grown up, no longer so afraid of him. But they can't stand a word for long. On the contrary, as long as the mother and daughter are together, they will talk endlessly. I mostly ignored what he said, but I had to answer, and I just faltered. I don't know when he was rarely called "Dad". Once, I was watching TV in my room, and my father came in. Probably he saw that the room was not tidy, or he said in that serious tone, "Clean up the room." I pretended not to hear, still staring at the TV. He seemed very angry. After a while, he said, "Did you hear that?" Seeing that the volcano was about to erupt, I turned off the TV and walked out of the room. When I walked to the gate, I heard his helpless sigh, which made me feel very happy and Japanese. Maybe it's because he was too hard on me before, and I have a rebellious attitude towards him!
Later, my father often went on business trips, so we had less chance to meet. Once, a guest came to my house as a guest. As soon as he saw me, he cried, "You look just like your father!" In fact, when I was a child, many people said that my father and I looked alike, almost identical. At that time, I thought to myself: I don't want to look like him, but now, after listening to this, I am not disgusted, but my heart suddenly trembles. On the contrary, I miss my father's business trip for almost a month.
After school that night, as soon as I entered the room, I saw a beautiful red box on the table, as if waiting for me to open it. I opened it carefully. "wow! What a beautiful MP3 player! " I cried happily. At this moment, my father came out of the room and said to me, "This is for you. I know you've been thinking about it for a long time. Do you still like it? " His tone today was unusually mild, which surprised me. I nodded my head. He seemed very happy and said with a smile, "I wish I liked it!" " "He is going to turn and walk away. At this time, I didn't know where I got the courage. I blurted out, "Dad, thank you!" " "Maybe it's because there is no way! He stopped, turned around and smiled brightly. "Go to bed early!" He said.
I know he is very happy at the moment!
My father and I write composition 3.
Everyone who sees me with my mother will ask, "Does this child look like her father? Because I'm nothing like my mother. And everyone who saw me with my father said in unison, "These two people are really the same! "Because I look too much like my father.
I look like my father, not only in appearance, but also in temper, personality and hobbies.
Let's talk about personality first. My father and I are both type B blood. I looked it up on the computer. People with type B blood are very grumpy, but their personalities are very distinct. We're just waiting in line. We always go straight ahead when something happens, then get angry and ignore each other, but make up again after a few minutes. The computer also said: people with type B blood are smart. As long as someone praises me for being smart, my father will immediately proudly say, "Don't look at who her father is!" " ! Made everyone laugh.
Dad is also a computer expert, but he is self-taught! Dad often uses the computer to make some new things, which is very interesting. I learned new knowledge in the computer class at school. When I got home, my father always downloaded it from the internet and asked me to continue my study at home. I learned a lot of computer knowledge from my father. We often surf the Internet and play computer games together. My mother often says to me, "Rongrong, I wish you had your father's strength." From then on, I made up my mind to learn from my father.
I'm like my father, love sweating. Every night I let him smell my smelly feet, and he let me smell his smelly feet, covering their noses with each other and shouting, "It stinks, it stinks, put it aside." Mom smiled and said, "Forget it, forget it. You two are a pair of smelly feet. Don't say anything."
My father and I like small animals very much. I remember when the goldfish was first brought home, we both rushed to feed it. My mother said, "Well, don't feed them. Fish don't know that they are hungry. You two will kill them if you feed them like this. " Starting today, you will take turns feeding the small fish! "It wasn't long before I got another rabbit. My father and I go home the first thing every day is to see the rabbit and let it move freely in the living room. But Bunny is so naughty. He pees in the corner. His mother shouted angrily, "you two surnamed Liu, go and show me the rabbit." "After receiving the order, we hurried to catch the rabbit, and at the same time we didn't forget to' steal' some food bought by our mother to feed the rabbit.
Dad loves me very much, but he doesn't spoil me. Every time I go on a business trip, he never forgets to bring me some exquisite souvenirs. Unfortunately, I almost lost them because of carelessness. Whenever I do something wrong, my father will severely criticize me and make me love and fear him.
There are too many things happening between my father and me to say. Dad is my good partner in my life, and I love my good dad!
My father and I write composition 4.
Every time I see a photo of our family of three on the table, I will think of my old days with my father. do you want to hear it ? Let me tell you something!
I sometimes laugh at my father; Sometimes very annoying; Sometimes I miss it ...
laugh
There was an unbearable "ghost" weekend, and even the wind that broke through the window was the same. Listen, the cicadas outside are like the end of the world. I saw my chubby father sweating like a pig. I couldn't help it, and said in a hoarse voice, "Let's go to the botanical garden to cool off!" " I stared and nodded.
Although it is very hot outside, the cherry ditch in the botanical garden is still very cool.
The two of us were walking on the plank road, and the stream next to it was crystal clear, so I couldn't help but touch it. Ah! How cold it is! At this moment, I saw a little black dot floating out of the water, tadpole! Dad became interested when he saw it. If it's too late, it will be soon. Dad quickly grabbed a bottle of mineral water and drank it in one breath. He touched his stomach, narrowed his eyes and showed a happy look. Dad, pass me the bottle. We were expecting that a group of "black things" finally floated in. I quickly put the bottle into the water, and with the current, many little guys were washed into the bottle. We stared anxiously at the bottle mouth. One ... two ... three ... one * * * eleven were arrested! I looked at the trophy and handed it to my father happily. My father stared at them and then walked on. At this time, we only heard the roar of water in our ears. The optimist's father hurried and creaked on the wooden plank road. Suddenly a small waterfall came into our eyes. In order to cool down, my father pushed hard and was suddenly sprayed as a "soaked chicken" by the sprayer, and ran back at a loss. It turned out that he broke into the spray group "the area where the nozzle is located"! I pointed at him and smiled.
We played for a while, and the sun was about to set. At the moment, it's time to go home. I'm still dawdling, but time waits for no one, and it will soon get dark. Of course, I didn't forget to release the tadpoles.
A feeling of trouble
One day, I got up early, got dressed, picked up a book and started reading. But just as I was immersed in the ocean of books and excited, suddenly, the door of my father's house opened and a sleepy face came out. When he saw me doing nothing with my clothes on, he remembered breakfast and said, "You just got dressed. I will give you some money to buy some noodles. Stop cycling! " It's not far from my home to the market, but the road is "tortuous and bizarre". Reluctantly, I took the money and walked out of the house. ...
Dad can be annoying sometimes.
Sinian Period
Dad has been transferred to Shanghai for two years. What I remember most is the time when I went to the subway to see him off.
After May Day this year, my father will go back to Shanghai, and my mother and I will drive to see him off. Although he sometimes scolds me, I still can't bear to part with him. When I arrived at the subway station, I just looked at his back ...
My father and I are full of laughter and a little unhappy. But I have been looking forward to his return! Happily, mom said, dad 1 1 will be back! I am really looking forward to it!
My father and I wrote a composition.
Life is inseparable from relatives and friends, and it is with them that we can live such a happy life. Everyone is closest to his mother, and his father is equally great. Without his deep love and gentle complementarity of maternal love, there would be no me today.
My father has a standard Chinese face and a pair of square glasses on his big nose. Because I have been wearing glasses for a long time, my slightly prominent eyes are often dubbed "dead fish eyes" by me. Thick eyebrows are slightly "eight". At first glance, it looks serious. In fact, he is very cheerful in life. There is a ball I played with when I was a child at home. I have long been dismissive. When my father saw the ball, it was like finding a treasure. If you have nothing to do, just pick it up and pat it a few times, so I hear the sound of "snapping" every day at home, day after day, year after year. Mom laughed at him as an old urchin, and once he deliberately hid the ball. He couldn't find it after work, so he searched the balcony and bathroom in a hurry. Mother saw that he was in a hurry and had to take it out and return it to him. He smiled and slapped again and said, "Take more exercise, or you will become a little fat man." I gave him a hard white eye and rushed to pinch him, but he was not annoyed. He blocked my view with the ball and dodged from side to side, saying, "Ha, look how agile I am."
My mother takes care of me in life, while my father always tries his best to help me with my studies. Father has a flexible mind and is especially good at science. Whenever I have a problem, my father always helps me solve it. He didn't simply tell me what to do, but helped me clear my mind and let me think for myself. I remember it was a winter night, I was stumped by a math problem, and my father was busy with work and had not come home yet. My mother said to me, "Go to sleep first. When my father comes back, let him see the topic and teach you tomorrow morning. " I fell asleep peacefully. Late at night, in a daze, I heard a rustling sound. I tried to open my eyes a little, but I saw my father sitting at the table in the dim light of the study, without taking off his down jacket, thinking with a frown. I looked at the time by the dim light. It is already midnight 12: 30. At that moment, I don't know whether it was because of the light or the warmth of the bed. I always felt warm and heartfelt. Unconsciously, I entered a dream. The next day, my father woke me up early. "Girl, come on, get up!" I'll teach you that question. Oh, the topic is actually not difficult. I can tell at a glance. Let me tell you this idea. You can do it! "Listening to my father's words and looking at his smiling face, I felt so happy that winter morning. It seems that the figure under the lamp last night was just my illusion. My father didn't meditate under the lamp at all, but I knew it did exist. The feeling at that time was so real, and the scene at that time was so deeply imprinted in my mind ... My father said this to make me believe in myself and have confidence!
It is said that father loves a mountain, yes, father loves a mountain! It will give me strength when I am in trouble, direction when I am confused, confidence when I am lost, congratulations and vigilance when I succeed. Father's love is the mountain that supports my life!
Thank you, father, for everything you have given me.