Great father's composition

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Great Father's Composition 1 My father, in his forties, has a bronze face full of wrinkles and a slight hunchback, revealing a sense of vicissitudes. In front of me, he is always strict, not as amiable as his mother, and not as fond of children as other fathers. He always looks at me with a straight face when he takes his children to travel. I think all the signs show that he doesn't love me at all.

In my pale and boring childhood memory, my father either beat me or scolded me. He never loved and cared for me like a loving father. He always smiles at others, but he smiles at me. He was unkind to me and I was unjust to him, so I was partial to what he said and I was angry. To tell the truth, I am not happy, but my heart is the most painful. I am a super fool, and he doesn't love me at all. From then on, I stopped being angry with him and began to alienate him.

It was not until that happened that I deeply felt my father's love. Only then did I know that he loved me, but I didn't know.

I remember that night, it was stormy and thunderous, and my mother was not at home. I am sick and weak in bed, only feeling dizzy. My eyes are blurred, and my ears seem to vaguely hear my father's anxious cry. Then I leaned on a warm back, which was very wide, and I really felt very comfortable ... I don't know how long it took, but I opened my sleepy eyes and saw my father's tired and familiar face. Dad brought me here yesterday?

For an instant, I felt like I had been struck by lightning, and my mind was blank ... When my nose was sour, I threw myself into my father's thick arms and felt something wet slowly flowing down my nose. At this moment, I felt the deep fatherly love, which filled the gap in my past ten years. I'm really happy. ...

Fatherly love is also great. People say, "Father loves mountains, and mother loves rivers." Father's love is like a mountain, which stands tall and steel, and is the backer to support the family; Motherly love is like a river, flowing gently like water, which is the harbor where the heart is moored. Father's love is deep and elusive. We should feel and understand with our hearts.

The Great Father Composition 2 Whenever I see the dusty photo of my father's home, I will think of my father, my dear father, who has been working outside all the year round. Often in tears.

During the summer vacation, I went to my uncle's house to play. I have been playing for more than twenty days. That day, my father came to take me home. He said, "Daughter, your mother, your grandmother and your grandfather have missed you very much for more than 20 days since you left home. Let me pick you up and ask if you want to go back." "I want to play again, can I go back for a few days?" I asked. Dad said, "Well, we can play for a few more days." I danced happily: "Thank you, Dad, you are so kind to me." So, my father rode away on a motorcycle. In the dark night, my father disappeared for a while. The next day, grandma called: "Chen, your father had a car accident yesterday, come back soon."

Bang, my mobile phone fell to the ground, and I froze. My eyes were full of tears for a while, and I cried and said, "Uncle, please send me back quickly. I don't want to play I want to go home and see my dad. "

His uncle asked, "What happened to your father?"

"I, my dad had a car accident yesterday."

My uncle took me home at once. Walking into the room, I saw my father still lying in bed, his face was black and blue, and his trouser legs were covered with blood. I am very sad: "Dad, I'm sorry. If I had come back yesterday, you wouldn't have fallen on the bumpy road ... "Dad comforted me in a weak voice:" It's okay, daughter, I won't blame you, as long as you are okay. " Dad was lying in bed alone, but he tried his best to comfort his guilty daughter. I feel guilty, and four words come to mind: Father loves mountains.

A father can sacrifice everything for his children, including his own life. This is great fatherly love.

Great Father Composition 3 Everyone has a father. In my mind, my father is a kind-hearted person, a person who gets along well with others and a person who loves me.

My father wears a pair of glasses and is 1.75 meters tall. He has black hair and looks like a general. He is very kind to people and cares about me. How touched I am.

When I felt this way in my heart, it was when I was young. One night, I suddenly wanted to eat instant noodles. Accidentally spilled boiling water on me. I cried loudly and was helpless. When I took off my clothes, the skin on my abdomen fell off. At this time, my father took me, ran into a taxi and took me to the hospital. I stayed in the hospital for a long time. My father, who accompanied me in the hospital during the holidays, is the same every day, without exception. At that time, I felt that my father was really the best for me. I think: Dad loves me the most. At that time, my father accompanied me every day and looked at me. What a great fatherly love this is. My father's love for me is selfless. How could I be unhappy?

Whenever I have unanswered questions, my father is always the first to help me answer them. Whenever there is a question I don't understand, my father will explain it until I understand it. Whenever there is a paper with many wrong questions, my father will explain my wrong questions before taking a rest. How gratified I am. I looked at the score on the Internet this time, and the total score was only 147. 5 points, my heart is very lost. My father came to me and said something that impressed me deeply: "I believe you. Although you only got 147.5 this year, you will definitely be admitted to Huaying next year." How excited I am to have a little encouragement! I thought to myself, "Dad cares so much about my study, how can I not learn well?" The greatness of fatherly love is well known. My father's love for me is unknown. How can I not be happy?

Fatherly love is selfless, fatherly love is great, and we will always be grateful. Let's thank our father for his love!

Great Father's Composition 4 From childhood to adulthood, my father is tough and upright in my eyes, and he can withstand any wind and rain. My father is in business. He always runs from southeast to northwest. This is too difficult and too easy for this family. I remember when I was young, in junior high school. Father was on a business trip and met a thief in the car. I don't know why he really got into a fight with several thieves, and my father was injured. My father used his meager strength to protect himself, but everyone in the car witnessed it, no one dared to move, and no one watched my father fight with several thieves. I dare not think about the situation at that time, thinking that I really want to cry. What would have happened to my father if something had gone wrong? I'm really scared. My father was such a stubborn man, and I didn't think so much about how dangerous it was at that time. Now I want to think about it. It is such a father that makes people happy and worried!

My father should be said to be a famous great man in our area. Every household has to ask him for help in everything, big and small, just because my father is a man who talks and talks about things. I have to admire his ability.

My father is obviously old these two years, his back is not straight, he doesn't care much about some things, and his health is getting worse and worse. He always thinks that his father's body is the best and greatest, but sometimes people really can't refuse to accept that they are old. When people get old, they will have some minor illnesses. Father is now diagnosed with lumbar disc herniation, backache and leg pain. Speaking of it, he used to die of overwork, but these diseases are common problems of the elderly now, and he went to many hospitals. I can only use drugs to relieve the pain. Seeing my father's pain, my heart is like a needle. I really want to share some for him. Working all one's life could have enjoyed one's old age, but it left the root of the disease. People are all right, except that they don't get sick, and minor illnesses will drag down the body. I just hope that God can be kind to my father, repay him well, relieve the pain of some fathers, and let my father live a long and healthy life and be happy with us.

Great Father's Composition 5 Who said that "only mothers are good in the world", I think my father is not inferior.

My father is not tall, has a Chinese face, bright eyes, a high nose and a small mouth, and is very handsome. He made selfless contributions to me and the people.

Dad is a busy man. He often travels on business. Every two or three days, he will go to other places. Even if you don't travel, you should organize meetings and attend social gatherings. So he won't get home until after twelve o'clock every night. Nevertheless, he spent a lot of time checking my homework and playing with me, which made me feel my father's love all the time. But at that time, I didn't know that the time I took out was the time my father earned by working overtime a few days ago! Looking at my father's tired and kind face, I couldn't help crying. It turns out that dad's time is the land where I grew up.

Dad was strict with me, but that was an exception. That day, I did badly in the math exam. Dad read my test paper and twisted his brow into a knot. It's over! It's over! I closed my eyes and waited for the storm to come. But after a long time, nothing happened, and I opened my eyes a little timidly. I saw him sigh lightly, gradually stretching his brow, and said to me earnestly, "Daughter, Dad won't hit you this time. But you must remember that you must learn mathematics solidly in order to gain a foothold in society. " Although my father's words were brief, they made me understand a lot. It turns out that my father's strict tolerance is a ship that pushes me forward.

When I was sick, my father always sent me to the hospital in despair and cried silently in front of my bed. Why? This is because my father is taking care of me and cultivating me. It turns out that my father's tears are a small bridge for me to learn to care about others.

Every quiet night, when people enter the sweet dream country, dad is still working non-stop. For who? Make a party for me and for * * *! Because of the sleepless nights, my father suffered from stomach trouble. Nevertheless, he also said: "For the people to live happily and for my daughter to grow sturdily, no matter how many difficulties and twists and turns, I have no regrets!"

Great Father Composition 6 We all have a very great father. Maybe, he will be hard on himself. Perhaps, he is very amiable. Maybe ... in short, he loves his children very much.

In our family, my father is very strict, and we are sisters. Although we were beaten when we made mistakes when we were young, it was a way for fathers to educate their children. If he hadn't been whipped since he was a child, we might have embarked on a road of no return. After all, my family was poor when I was born. Sometimes when we are not naughty, dad will use his "private money" to buy us some gadgets we like. These things are luxuries in my mother's mouth. This may reflect the father's clear character of reward and punishment.

Up to today, my parents have raised us 18~23 years. We are grateful that they didn't give us away when we were poor. Besides, they still love us so much that they would rather starve themselves than us.

Today is my father's birthday. My sister and I bought a pair of shoes and a big cake for my father to show our filial piety. My father lived for 47 years, and may not have a birthday, because when we grow up, it is very hard for them to raise a shit and a urine. My father was really touched. My father choked while blowing the cake. Although he tries not to be too obvious, we can still see it. However, my sister and I both feel a little guilty and self-reproach. Why didn't you know how to be filial to your father earlier?

Father, in fact, father is such a person. He can educate you, scold you and even hit you. However, he will never allow others to say that you are not good at all. Yes, father is such a person.

Great Father Composition 7 In the heart of every child, there is such a person. He is tall and strong, but people seldom praise him. He is full of love and selfless dedication, but he has always been unknown. He works hard to protect his wife and children. He is cruel, but he has a fiery heart. Who is this man? I believe that when I hear this, two words will appear in everyone's mind: father.

One rainy night, thunder and lightning flashed and it rained cats and dogs. I lie in bed with a fever, but at home, there is no medicine to reduce my fever. "I forgot to buy it. What should I do?" Mom complained. "I'll go." It's almost an unquestionable voice. who is it? Father. He threw up his umbrella in the rain and ran out. After more than ten minutes, he came back. The whole person is soaked to the skin. I took the medicine and lay down to sleep. The next day, I went to school in high spirits, but I forgot the sound last night. ...

Another afternoon, I was walking home with him. I shuffled slowly with a heavy schoolbag on my back. "I'll do it." It's that unquestionable voice again. I looked up and saw his unquestionable eyes. "Dad, how can you do your own thing ..." "I'll do it." Before I finished, the voice rang in my ear again. There is still no doubt, there is still no room. I took off my schoolbag and handed it to him. As before, he walked home step by step with a big bag on his back. I walked a lot faster, but the voice in my ear echoed for a long time. ...

Father loves mountains, but only when he climbs up can he appreciate his lush; Father's love is like the sea. Only by sneaking into his heart can we understand his profundity. Fatherly love is like a mystery. Only by knowing how to solve it can we get the answer. Fatherly love is not as delicate as maternal love, but it is great. People seldom praise their father's love and ignore him, but they never thought that the most obscure is the most selfless. He doesn't need to sing, and he doesn't need fame and fortune, because of that unquestionable love.

Great Father Composition 8 My mother and I are volunteers of the Red Cross. I remember one time, a group of five of us went to Dongcheng, Dongguan to visit the elderly. We went to many homes, and the most impressive one was the father who took care of the 22-year-old child with cerebral palsy.

It rained heavily that day, but it couldn't resist the love voyage of our volunteers. We came to the old man's house with a bucket of oil and a bag of rice on our backs and full of love.

Hardly had we reached the old man's door when we saw him cleaning the house. The room is small, but warm, things are neatly arranged, and there is a photo of three people on the cabinet; Old people, old people's wives and newborn children. The medicine is neatly placed next to it. There is a sleeping brother on the only soft sofa at home. It's cold outside, but we can feel the warmth inside when we stand at the door.

We knocked on the open door to signal that someone was coming. The old man saw us, wiped the sweat from his head, put down all his work, moved out of the chair, warmly greeted us and sat down on the sofa where his son was lying.

The old man's face was wrinkled, his hair was all white and his hands were dull, but he smiled at everyone. In the photo, he is a young man, and the passage of time has made him old.

Chatting, we learned the story of the old man-his wife died shortly after the child lying on the sofa was born, which made him very painful. Soon after, the doctor decided that his child had cerebral palsy, which made him want to die, but he thought of his poor son and took care of him wholeheartedly for some reason. Now, his happiest thing is to have us volunteers to accompany him, and there are photos of three people to whom Zhang Yongyuan belongs.

His children are lying in the spring, summer, autumn and winter. They can't look after themselves. They must use diapers. They must help him bathe in the shower. Feed it when you eat, and your son can't swallow it. What should I do? I had to hold my son's nose and let him swallow it. Although it is very hard, he said that he is very happy, and this life is very fulfilling because he is a father.

When we left, the great father still smiled and watched us leave …

Great Father Composition 9 Everyone may think that maternal love is the greatest, but in my heart, paternal love is the greatest.

Once, I was sick, had a high fever, burned badly, blushed like an apple, and my face was as hot as a brazier. I was scared in my heart, but my father was not at home and there was no one at home. My father didn't get off work until 1. What should I do this hour?

At this time 10 minutes passed, and I had no choice but to call my father. Father asks for leave from the leader immediately, so don't rush back. At this time, it just rained heavily, and my father hurried home. My father was soaked in the rain. I asked, "Why doesn't Dad take an umbrella?" Dad replied indifferently, "Nothing, just don't be too busy to forget to bring it." As soon as my father finished speaking, he touched my head and took me to the hospital at once. But it's so late, where is the hospital open, but my father went to the hospital behind my back. The hospital is closed, but dad is still looking. By this time, my father's clothes and mine were soaked to the skin.

Although we took an umbrella, we still couldn't resist the force of rain. The umbrella was punched by the rain, and at this time, we had to be watered. Our shoes are full of water and our hair is wet.

At this time, we saw the light. Looking back, we found a hospital. Dad rushed in as if nothing had happened.

The night passed and the red sun rose high. I opened my eyes bit by bit and saw the bright sky, like a beautiful cloud. At this time, I saw my father lying next to me sleeping, and my tears kept falling.

Then my father woke up and saw me smile.

Maybe this matter is not deeply felt in others' eyes, but it is particularly deeply felt in my heart.

Great Father's Composition 10 10 10 There was a heavy snow in the year. Snowflakes flying in the air fell on my body and on my heart. My father's smiling face and broad shoulders warmed my heart. Ah! Father! You're amazing!

That winter, my parents and I went back to our hometown. As night fell, I sat on the train and watched the starry sky outside the window slowly fall asleep. When I woke up, the world had turned white-it was snowing!

As soon as the train stopped, I couldn't wait to break into the white world Wow, the snowflake is really beautiful. This spirit of nature makes the earth crystal white. But the cold gripped me mercilessly, and the cold wind stabbed everyone in this white world like a soldier with a spear.

Suddenly, a warm big hand caught my blue hand with cold. Warmth flows into your heart from your fingertips. This is my father's hand. Dad's hands are so warm! "Let's go home, it's too cold here!" Father said to me with a smile.

It still takes two hours to go home by car, and both hours are mountain roads. After driving for nearly an hour and thirty minutes, the weather was not good, and white snow flowers rushed to the earth in droves, covering the mountain road. After a while, the old car whimpered twice and stopped slowly. The snow ahead is so thick that the car can't move at all. And grandma's house is about a kilometer away!

Without saying anything, my father wore a heavy cotton-padded jacket and stepped into the snow behind my back. My father is not a tall and strong man, but he is enough to cross the thick snow and lead me to the light. Although the waist is not wide, it can help me keep out the snow and give me warmth; Although my father is not perfect, he is full of power to me.

"We're home!" Father said.

Dad, for me, no matter where you are, it's home.

Great Father's Composition 1 1 Every New Year, my parents always take me to my mother's hometown. There are several green vegetable fields in my hometown, which look like a green ocean from a height. When the wind blows, it raises a splash, which makes people feel very carefree and comfortable.

When we returned to our hometown, most of the local dishes were cooked, and we often went to collect vegetables and help grandpa. At that time, my mother was very weak, and my grandfather's foot was injured while riding a bike, so my father and I had to collect vegetables. Every time I go to see my father, I walk to Tanaka with a burden on my shoulder. He always wraps the knife with a cloth to prevent me from being hurt by the knife, even so I am afraid of hurting me.

At that time, I was still very young, not so strong and naughty. I always run around to help my father pull vegetables, but every time I either pull leaves or I can't stop myself. I fell on another vegetable and crushed it. Looking at the food I ruined, I felt sad and blamed myself. I consciously went to my dad and bowed my head and he scolded me, but I came. It doesn't matter whether you do well or not, what matters is your heart. If not, cheer for me! Remember that your encouragement is my greatest motivation! "I looked at my father and became warm in my heart. I was about to say something, but I stopped. I lifted the leaves I had pulled up and kept waving them, and began to keep shouting to my father, "Come on! Come on, "I gasped and shouted to my father, while putting the vegetables pulled by my father into the basket and collecting them with my father all the way." The vegetables that should have been harvested in the afternoon were harvested in an hour and a half. At that time, I really felt sorry for my father because of my encouragement, but now I understand that my encouragement didn't work, but my father worked harder and harder not to make me sad!

An ordinary harvest showed me a great father!

Great father's composition 12 Where is the wind singing, where is the street corner laughing, where is the song flying ... Dad, I love you.

Such warmth is as beautiful as the sun and moonlight. Selfless father, his eyes are always kind, his movements are always relaxed, he loves me too much, just like endless rain and dew gestates young seedlings, accompanied by the growth of seedlings.

I can't imagine what it's like to hide on a street corner on a rainy night. I can't imagine the emptiness and confusion in my heart. Only father's love can soothe that restless heart. Knock ... knock ... I don't know where the bell is floating, washing the turbid heart, how clear and smooth it is, how distant and close it is. ...

The lamp of his beloved son lit by his father never went out in his heart. When I look at the lonely corner with lonely tears in my eyes, who is holding my hand in the dark? It's dad! He used his warm big hand ... whenever the cold wind hit, my father always rubbed my small hand with his warm and fearless hands, warming me again and again.

I know dad's hardships very well. Dad was very tired, but the wonderful family supported him and made him work hard. He didn't complain, but said to me affectionately, "Jingjing studies hard today, just to live tomorrow!" I will never forget what he said, and I will never dare to forget it.

Father's love for his family is infinite. A telephone ringing also appears precious and happy, a greeting is the condensation of great love, a laugh is also the echo of thousands of concerns, a pause is also an exciting miss, and a cry is an uncontrollable cry of joy.

It's not just the holidays. In fact, such a festival is just a symbol, which reminds us of dad in our busy life. Maybe what we give is insignificant, but I also want you to know that our daughter misses you and loves you. ...

Great Father's Composition 13 Who said that only the mother is good, the father's love is great, and I grew up in strict father's love. My father is less than 1.7 meters tall. He always looks strong and occasionally smiles. I attach great importance to my grades. On the day I first entered school, my father said rudely: From grade one to grade two, you should get full marks in every subject, and from grade three to grade six, you should be in the top three in Chinese, mathematics and English.

Hearing this sentence, I burst into tears and hesitated while crying: "I ... I ... no ... no!" " ! But my strict father ignored me. From then on, I studied hard, but once I failed the exam because I was too careless and made friends with me. That time, I walked home in frustration, opened the door weakly and said to my father who was reading the newspaper, "Dad, I got 89 points in the exam." My smiling father immediately became happy and scolded me loudly: Wu Qiqi, you careless bug and careless boy have become friends. Listen, listen, the problem is simple calculation. Your mind is split again. I was speechless, but the war soon stopped.

My father kindly said to me: Do you know what is wrong? Stop being a tiger and come on! I feel warm when I hear this sentence. In order to prevent myself from making these mistakes again, I took out my test paper and revised it carefully. Finally, my father said earnestly, "One failure does not mean all failures. Failure is the mother of success. Don't lose heart, work hard, you will do it! " The poor inherit the wind! Actually, it's all for us, and so is the teacher. We should study harder and repay them with the best results! Sometimes we have to think from other people's point of view.

If we were elders, we would hate iron for not turning into steel. Therefore, students should understand and understand his heart.

The great father's composition 14 listened to the childhood song "Only mothers are good in the world, and children with mothers are like babies". We naturally think of the greatness and importance of our mother, but who can think of the greatness and importance of our father?

Let's say our class. His father is a glorious people's teacher and his mother is a doctor who sticks to his post. Life should be happy. But on the afternoon of his birth, his mother died in childbirth. Since then, my father has assumed the responsibility of taking care of his family and taking care of him.

But the story is not happy, when he was 9 years old. He was diagnosed with leukemia. His father went bankrupt, saved money to treat him, put down the teacher's shelf, put down the man's dignity, went to the street to pick up mineral water bottles and sell them, and all the money he earned was stolen.

He also had to live on his father's blood, but day after day, year after year, his father's body gradually weakened. Finally, one day, his father fell on the podium and had to sit in a wheelchair for life. He also died last summer because of his father's fall.

Writing here reminds me of my father. Although my father is not as hard as his father. But for me, my father lost his youthful appearance, a little white hair appeared in a little black hair, and crow's feet appeared on his forehead. For me, he worked hard in fatigue.

In my eyes, my father is like an angel, raising my mind, body and soul. In my eyes, my father is as beautiful as an angel, and he has the indispensable love of all things in the world.

Great Father Composition 15 People often say that father is a mountain, which shows that father is very tall at best in a person's growth process.

My father is an out-and-out "hillbilly", who works neatly, but he is not sparse and knowledgeable. My father went to high school and studied well.

My father is of medium height, with a generous face, deep eyes, a high nose and a big mouth. It doesn't look very beautiful, but it's not very ugly.

Father is very strong. That year, grandparents left us one after another in our crying. My mother is sick, too. My sister and I were young, but my father took care of us and planted crops, as if the sunshine would stay on my face forever and I was optimistic. Finally, Tian Miao enjoyed a bumper harvest with his father's efforts, and his mother rallied under his father's influence; My sister and I seem to know a lot. My mother smiled guiltily at my father, and I was very happy. Maybe it's the heavy burden of life on his shoulders. His father has many silver threads on his head and old fireflies on his hands. But because of the power of his sunshine, he had to thaw the salt on the wound, which made him much younger and wrinkled.

Father is the most superstitious book. He is convinced that reading changes his destiny, so he is strict with me; When I made a mistake, he asked me to write a critical letter, admit my mistake and promise not to make any more mistakes. When I failed the list, he asked me to learn from each other and write profound reflections, from which I was inspired; When watching TV, I got to know General Li Zongren from the Battle of Taierzhuang. I think, "watching TV will not stop"; Later, I learned that he let knowledge unconsciously enter my mind and made me feel relaxed. What a wise father this is!

My father is plain, but sincere; "The wind has two sleeves and one shoulder to shoulder, followed by the old cow" Cleisthenes ".My good boy, don't worry about fame ..." He created this!

In my life, my father often teaches me how to be a man, and his words and deeds are deeply imprinted in my mind. I grew up under the care of my father these years, and today's success, or a little progress today, is inseparable from my father's teaching.

I will study hard and repay this wise father in my eyes!