My father composition

In daily study, work, and life, many people have written compositions. Composition writing is an important means to cultivate people's observation, association, imagination, thinking and memory. Do you know how to write a standardized composition? Below is my father's composition that I collected for everyone. I hope it will be helpful to everyone. My father essay 1

My father is of medium build, but when I mention him, I will think of his dedication and love for his job, and my admiration will arise spontaneously.

I remember one time, after my father finished dinner, he couldn’t wait to turn on the TV. It turned out that there was my father’s favorite football game tonight. When my father was watching in ecstasy, suddenly, a phone call of "Ding Lingling..." rang. My father picked up the phone and said, "Hey, who are you looking for?" "I'm Lao Sun. I've finished writing the report." "Oh, write it now." "Goodbye!" After that, Dad got up and walked quickly to the study. I said: "Dad, forget it, the football game is so exciting. Let's write it tomorrow after watching the game!" "No, the report hasn't been finished yet. It has to be handed in tomorrow." Dad said as he walked into the study .

Time flies so fast, two hours have passed, and dad has not come out yet. I walked into the study quietly, and my father didn't notice me. I saw him immersed in his work, writing furiously for a while, shaking his head for a while, tearing off what he had written... The piles of waste paper on the table formed a small mountain. At this time, my father coughed, and I hurriedly walked over and patted my father on the back. Dad turned his head, and under the light, I suddenly discovered that silver threads had quietly settled on Dad's head, and the wrinkles on his forehead formed the word "Chuan". I said: "Dad, it's very late, go to bed early!" "Son, you go to bed first, dad will finish writing soon." After that, I continued to work hard.

Until the early morning, Dad finally finished writing the report. The next morning, I found that the word "Chuan" on my father's forehead had disappeared, and there was still a sweet smile on his face.

My father is this kind of person. He loves his position and is serious and responsible at work. My Father Essay 2

My father is an honest, honest and kind man. He is short, a coolie worker, wears work clothes every day, and does not make a lot of money. He still hopes to spend more money to send me to a good school.

After school last week, my mother didn’t have time, so my father came to pick me up for the first time. He was wearing what he thought was the best set of clothes. I lined up and walked out of the school gate, and I immediately recognized the old top, somewhat torn shorts, and short stature, which made me stand out among the parents. In front of many classmates, I didn't dare to call me dad.

My father saw me and called me. I had no choice but to walk towards him. I quietly said to him: "Dad, you go first, I will follow you." He wanted to ask me why, but I interrupted him decisively, so he had no choice but to listen to me and walk ahead.

My father walked in front of me, about one or two meters away. When my classmates said goodbye to me, they would always look at him. It seemed that they couldn’t hide it even if they wanted to. I got on his electric car and said to him: "Dad, don't come to pick me up next time, or you can wait for me under the big tree." My father finally understood.

After school this week, I didn’t see my father when I left school. It turned out that he was standing under the big tree waiting for me as I said. Seeing my father's back and the constant flow of traffic, I felt numb and felt a pain in my heart.

So what if my father is short? So what about wearing old work clothes? So what if someone laughs at me? He is the father who loves me and loves me, and I am his amiable and lovely son. I'm proud, I'm proud! My Father Essay 3

My father is a standard good man who does not smoke, drink, or gamble. I have always felt privileged to have such a father.

My father, who was only 40 years old after the Chinese New Year, often stayed up late because of my Internet cafe. He developed crow's feet early on, and his body shape gradually started to gain weight.

My father has severe mysophobia. There is no dust allowed in the house. When he sees that the floor is not clean, he will feel uncomfortable all over. Then he picks up the broom and complains that we didn't clean it while looking for it.

Animals such as cats and dogs are not allowed at home because my father doesn’t like them. The same goes for chickens and ducks. The accumulation is due to the strong insistence of grandparents to stay, so they are not "extinct", but they have to be kept in cages and are not allowed to go out. Because their feces would be left in my yard, whenever my father saw it, his temper would get bad and he would yell about selling the chickens while cleaning them.

My father is a filial man. I remember that as the winter vacation approached, my grandma suddenly fell ill. My father was so anxious that he sent her to Hetian Hospital. When the examination report came out, the doctor said that grandma's condition was too dangerous and she needed to be transferred to a hospital in Guangzhou. My father and grandfather immediately drove grandma to Guangzhou without stopping.

In order to go through the transfer and hospitalization procedures, my father was extremely busy traveling back and forth between home and hospital. After a few days, I didn't have a good sleep. I was also tired from being so tired and caught a cold.

My final exams were also over and I needed my father to carry my luggage back. I thought that my father would not come. When my father dragged his tired body and parked the car in front of me, I was so surprised. From ear to ear, my father put my luggage in the trunk. He smiled and said to me: "Let's go home!"

"I am a son, so I must honor my parents; I am also a father, so I must take care of my children. This is all me Responsibility! ”

This is my father. My father essay 4

My father has thick eyebrows and a pair of bright big eyes that always flash stern eyes. My father is very strict with me, but sometimes I feel that my father Very kind.

Once, my test scores were very unsatisfactory. The moment I found out the results, I felt sad, self-blame, and dejected... I hid in my room and cried loudly. My father seemed to have noticed something. He put down the newspaper in his hand and went to my room to take a look.

I thought my father would beat me and scold me, but I was wrong. My father sat down and asked me what happened. I hesitantly told my father what happened. When my father saw this test paper, his eyebrows furrowed and the wrinkles on his forehead became more obvious. I looked at my father and was very afraid of him. After reading the test paper, my father gently stroked my head and taught me what to do if there were wrong questions on the test paper, so as not to make similar mistakes. "After doing your homework today, do the exercises! As long as you work hard, you will succeed. Come on! Dad believes you will get good results."

I did the exercises until 9 o'clock in the evening, and my father had already warmed me up. He heated the milk and brought it upstairs for me to drink. I looked at my father and found that he had a few more wrinkles on his forehead, one of which was for me. I also found that his originally black hair was now much whiter, and one of them was white for me. The years were like a sharp knife, ruthlessly carving vicissitudes of life on his forehead. My father's face is very thin, and his face is bronze, which is also the mark left on him by the years.

At this time, my father was sitting on a creaky wooden chair, flipping books and checking my homework with me. Looking at my father's figure, I made up my mind to study hard in the future and never let down my father's expectations of me. My Father Essay 5

My father is a policeman at Daxi Police Station. He spends far more time at the police station than at home every day. I spent almost four-fifths of the day at the police station. Because of this, my brother Xigua and I are very unfamiliar with him, but he has always been responsive to requests, so as long as we want to buy something, we can go to his father.

Being a police officer is not an easy task. Not only does the working time change day and night, but one does not even have to sleep for a whole day.

Because the police force is limited, there are not many police officers in the entire police station. Although there may not be endless work, you just can't leave your post without permission, and you have to stay at the police station obediently. So when my mother and I sometimes send things to him, he is always busy working.

There are no major criminal cases in small local police stations, and even theft cases are rare. At most, it’s just trivial things like controlling whose chickens, ducks, and fish are eaten by cats and dogs.

The biggest case was that an old uncle was hit by a car. My father spent a lot of time contacting the relevant units, but the unlucky old man finally died.

My father also has to go out to direct traffic. It doesn’t matter whether it’s windy or rainy, or whether it’s raining or blowing, he has to go out on duty. It’s really hard work.

My father’s only hobby is to install countless photography monitors at home. As soon as he gets off work, he will turn on the computer to monitor the screen, so that my brother Xigua and I can’t play with the computer.

I think maybe I can ask my father, who is always responsive, to help me and my brother buy a new computer each! Wouldn't this make everyone happy? My Father Essay 6

My father is 40 years old and has already entered middle age, but he is very busy at work and his forehead is covered with shallow wrinkles.

My father is very tall and wears a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose. My mother said that he has been wearing these glasses for almost 20 years and has never changed them.

My father’s work is doomed to be busy. He is the director of the Taizhou City Land and Resources Bureau. Many land developments in Taizhou have to go through his approval. His mother often advises him: “Be careful, there are some things you can do without.” Turn it down." My father immediately objected and said, "Since I have taken on this responsibility, I must be responsible for it to the end." I was deeply moved by my father's persistence.

On one occasion, my father left the deepest impression on me.

One summer vacation, I stayed in my dad’s office. I knew very well that I couldn’t mess around in my dad’s office, so I did my own thing in a small room in my dad’s office building. After a while, the cup The water in it was gone. Because of the summer, my mouth was extremely dry, so I left the small room and went to my father's office to get some water. When I walked to the door and saw a group of people coming out of the office, I thought: Dad can rest. I pushed the door open, walked up to my father, and asked him: "Dad, the boiling water is gone. Where is the boiling water?" Dad ignored me and just continued to flip through the documents and make comments. I asked softly again: "Dad?" He still ignored me. I couldn't bear the thirst, so I found boiling water and poured it into the cup.

I held the water glass and thought carefully about my father’s seriousness, and I couldn’t help but sigh for his persistence and concentration. My father essay 7

My father is a construction engineer. He loves me very much, and whenever I encounter difficulties, he is always the first to rush forward and help me.

I remember one time, I had a high fever, my father took me to see a doctor, and I hung up a salt water bottle. But we had just arrived in the ward, and the ward was very noisy and the air was not fresh. I felt very uncomfortable. Dad was also very anxious. He went to other wards desperately looking for a salt water rack, but in the end he returned in vain. My face became even paler and I was sweating profusely. My father found a bench for me to sit on, but he held up the salt water bottle. I was moved beyond words. After a while Dad had to switch hands holding the salt water bottle. I asked my father distressedly: "Dad, are you tired?" Dad smiled and said to me: "As long as you are healthy, Dad is not afraid of getting tired." Finally, Dad held the other hand with one hand, and the other hand held his hand tightly. "Locking" the salt water bottle, he gritted his teeth and kept holding it straight. After the salt water was added, I felt much better. Dad slowly lowered his arms and let out a long sigh of relief.

I knew that my father’s arms must be sore and painful. I asked heartbrokenly, “Dad, are you tired?” Dad still smiled and said to me: “Don’t worry, Dad is not afraid of being tired. You just need to be sick.” Well, let dad do anything. People say: "Mother's love is deeper than the sea, and father's love is higher than the mountain." This sentence is absolutely true. Aren't you proud to have such parents? My Father Essay 8

My father is a high school mathematics teacher. He has bright eyes and a pair of black glasses. He really looks like a knowledgeable doctor. My father has a dark mole next to his nose and likes to wear a pair of glasses. Black leather shoes, white shirt and dark brown pants, so handsome!

My dad knows a lot of things! He knows profound mathematics, can play endless variations of Rubik's Cube, and can build all kinds of strange things. Lego... Look, my dad is great, right? I still like my dad to teach me math. My handsome dad teaches me patience in math class! One day, I was learning math puzzles when I saw Example 6. At that time, I found that there were only two numbers and the rest were boxes that I needed to fill in. Oops, this question was too difficult! I thought about it for 5 minutes and wanted to give up. But what about my dad? , I figured out the answer quickly like Brother Yixiu, it was so fast! Then, my father explained it to me one by one carefully, and I quickly understood it. He also patiently told me that I need to be patient when doing the questions. It was the same when I was a kid, but now I have changed. “I understand, you have to persevere in whatever you do! "I shouted excitedly. Dad said happily: "Good job, kid! "

This is my dad, a patient and handsome dad. My Father Essay 9

One day, when our family was about to go home after dinner, suddenly When I see a foreigner, I am very excited and eager to talk to him. However, I don’t know much English, so how can I talk to him? !

Just when I, a child who couldn’t understand most of the English, was at a loss for words, my father, like a know-it-all, suddenly ran up to me and spoke fluently. I was stunned and admired my dad so much that I could speak long English to the foreigner easily. Can you speak such a fluent foreign language? "My father told me confidently: "It's best to read it carefully, and you will be like me! "I think what my father said makes sense, so I started learning English seriously from that day on.

After a year and a half, although my English has not improved by leaps and bounds, it has also improved a lot. Many people have improved They all looked up to me, and I owe all of this to my dad. But I wanted to be better than my dad, so I often competed with my classmates in English. As for which classmate I competed with in English, let me give it a try. Tell you!

Want to know who I am competing with? That is the ace in our class - Li Yujie, she is always the first in our class. I tested her on a few sentences, and she answered the correct answer quickly just like my idol, my father. She was as good as my father, and she deserves to be the number one forever!

Language is an important communication tool between people, so I must study hard like my idol, and in the future I will be like the idol I admire - my dear dad, so that I will not be dumbfounded when seeing foreigners. My father essay 10

My father is very tall, with a chubby figure, dark skin, and small eyes. He looks inconspicuous in the crowd, but to me, He is my world.

There was a time when he would always leave early and come home late. Sometimes he would answer countless phone calls when he got home, and would often go out to work before dawn. But when he is free on weekends, he still walks and chats with us.

His cooking skills are very good, and the food seems to turn into delicious dishes immediately when it is in his hands. On weekend evenings, I can often hear the sound of chopping vegetables in the kitchen.

You see, dad is starting to show off his skills again. The delicate bowl turned into a palette, with red tomatoes, green peas, white onions and yellow corn, it was dazzling. Dad quickly poured these vegetables into the pot, and they began to "sizzle" and dance excitedly. As soon as I heard this sound, I seemed to be able to imagine what it would be like after it was cooked. The tomatoes are fried until their juices flow out, and although the corn is a little darker, it does not affect the taste. Dad turned around and took out the eggs, and gently knocked them on the mouth of the bowl. The egg liquid flowed into the pot obediently and danced a ballroom dance with other food. As soon as it comes out of the pot, the white plate immediately becomes a little more colorful.

My father is very knowledgeable. Sometimes, when a question that I cannot solve comes into my hands, he can solve it in minutes. He is also well-read and loves to read "Cai Gen Tan", "Journey to the West" and so on.

My father is a lamp that illuminates my way forward; my father is an umbrella that protects me from wind and rain; my father is a boat that carries me across the ocean. Thanks to my father who has been with me along the way and made my life colorful. My Father Composition 11

The sky was overcast, with dark clouds coming from time to time. It was originally a happy day, but at that moment, my heart was covered with a thick layer of haze.

My father, who I miss day and night, will be back today. I got up early and quickly changed my clothes. He hurriedly opened the door, stood at the door, and looked dreamily into the distance, but he never saw his father.

As time passed, my expectations gradually diminished. Just when I turned around to return home and was about to close the door - "Jiajia", a call made me freeze in an instant. Looking back, I saw that it was really my father! I rushed into his arms, and the expectation in my heart was finally released. I was so excited that I could hardly breathe!

I raised my head and looked at my father’s dusty face, and my heart skipped a beat - on my father’s head, the hair that was originally as black as ink was mixed with white hairs. . That originally youthful face also began to have wrinkles! I can even feel that my father's back is not as straight as before...

Before this, I always thought that my father was a superman, capable of almost anything. But at that moment, I understood: my father will eventually grow old...

My father! You are old! You expend your physical strength and energy for the sake of your entire family. My hands are shaking. My tears couldn't help but flow down!

I said: "Dad, I miss you." "Of course I miss you too!" Dad responded to me. My father's voice became much hoarse.

In the future, I must be more sensible. I don’t want my father to have more gray hair, I don’t want my father’s wrinkles to be deeper, and I don’t want my father’s voice to be hoarse. I don’t want...

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My father, my dear father. Time flies and you are getting old. But in my daughter’s heart, you are still so young... My father essay 12

My father is a hard-working man. He works very hard. He gets up early and stays late all day long. He can only go home once or twice a week. Second-rate. My dad was very diligent and studious when he was a child! Then let me tell you something about my father when he was a child!

My father was very good at studying when he was a child. Once, my father scored 100 points in the Chinese language test and 100 points in the math test. He scored double hundred in the test. My father’s teacher was very pleased and my father was also very happy. Happy. In order to praise my father, the teacher went to a very far place and bought two sorbets for him. Each sorbet cost only 50 cents at that time, which is equivalent to five yuan today. This is one thing my dad was very grateful for during his childhood.

My dad works very hard and is very tired. In order for us to live a good life, he leaves early and comes home late every day! My father works in Luzhou Laojiao. Although he is the regional manager, he still works very hard.

I remember one time my father and I went to deliver goods. The scorching summer heat could not stop my father from working enthusiastically, and he did not take a break until the hottest time at noon. During lunch, my father was reluctant to treat himself, so he only found a noodle shop and simply ordered a bowl of the cheapest noodles. Then I sat down with my father and ate a bowl of noodles by ourselves. My father specially ordered some for me. I ordered a dish, which was meat. I felt that my father not only worked hard but also loved me very much!

Dad, do you know how much I love you? From now on, I will study hard and not let my father worry about my studies. When I grow up, I will let you live a good life. My father's composition 13

Father's love is like a mountain - inscription

My father is tall and thin. His short black hair looks particularly handsome and capable. My father's eyes are big and bright, and under his tall nose is a beautiful mouth, which always emits a hearty laugh. My father's legs were long and his walking was windy. When I was a child, I could never keep up with my father's pace, so my father picked me up and sprinkled me with laughter all the way.

My father has been in the book business for many years. He always says that this is the happiest job in the world, and he is friends with books every day. He often told me that there is a golden house in the book, so I should read more and read good books. My father is usually busy with work, but he tries his best to spare time to care about my studies.

Every night, he checks my homework and points out my problems. If there is a question that I don’t know, my father will accompany me to look for information in the book. Because of my father, I read a lot of books, accumulated a lot of knowledge, and understood a lot of truths.

Now, my mother and I have come to Kunming from the north. We are always separated from my father, but as long as he comes to visit us, he will make nutritious and delicious meals for me every day to satisfy my little greedy cat. Satisfy cravings.

I remember one time, my father had a sudden idea and took me to measure my height under a big tree and made a mark on the tree. Time flies, and a year passed in the blink of an eye. My father and I came to the big tree again. I asked excitedly: "Have I grown taller?" My father said in surprise: "You...you have become shorter." I listened, After thinking for a while, he laughed. My father forgot that big trees can also grow taller. My father also laughed after hearing my explanation.

Now that I am growing up, I hope that I can become stronger and stronger and become my father’s strong and warm support and arm. I love my father. My father essay 14

It is said that "father's love is like a mountain and mother's love is like the sea", but I feel that my father is like the vast sea, constantly inspiring me on the road of life. No matter what I do, he It will allow me to face all problems with a positive and optimistic attitude.

I remember that in the autumn when I was 7 years old, I just entered elementary school. I had a quarrel with my classmates at school. I went home crying and said, "No, I don't want to go to school." My mother wanted to go to school at that time. When she hit me, my father stopped her and just picked me up with his big hands and asked me gently: "Why?". After understanding the general reason, my father said to me: "In this life, everyone who has not suffered some grievances has always been like this, don't you think? It doesn't matter who is right or wrong, these are all in the past." So many years have passed. , I have forgotten many things when I was a child, but this incident is still firmly imprinted in my heart. Let me understand that life is not just about tailwinds but also occasional headwinds.

My father is not good at words and is relatively calm. He is only good at doing things. When sending me to school, my father would always pick up my schoolbag and fill my water bottle with water. He would prepare whatever I needed and put it in my schoolbag in advance. When the notebook was about to be used up, he would ask for it before I could ask for it. , he will prepare it for me in advance...

As he gets older, wrinkles creep up on my father’s forehead. With overwork, strands of black hair are mixed with There are more and more gray hairs. As I grow older, my father becomes older and older.

I suddenly remembered a song I heard: If we don’t grow up, you won’t grow old... My Father Essay 15

I My father is 37 years old. He is good at sports and can run as fast as an arrow. My father has a pair of big bright eyes, like the morning star in the sky.

My father has an impatient personality and will give up if he doesn't do well. For example: last time he made dumplings during the Chinese New Year, the fillings of the dumplings he made were all exposed, so he simply stopped making them. But my father is very concerned about me, so you can listen to it below!

Some time ago, in order to improve my academic performance, my father did not even go to class. He taught me patiently at home and told me over and over again, for fear that I would not understand. One month has passed, and my grades have improved significantly. It is because of my father's patient teaching that I have achieved good grades and made me interested in learning. My father is also honest and trustworthy.

I said to him: "Dad, if I pass 90 points in this exam, can you buy me a balance bike?" My father said with dignity: "Okay, I keep my word. !" As a result, I got a score of 93, and I went home feeling very happy and said to my father, "Dad, I got a score of 93!" My father took the test paper with a smile on his face. A few days later, I was doing homework at home, and my father said: "Your balance car has arrived, why don't you try it soon!" I jumped up like a little rabbit with joy. "Dad, you really mean what you say!" Dad smiled.

I understand that father’s love is the sun, and I can feel his light even on dark cloudy days.