Fatherly love composition

In real life or work and study, everyone is familiar with composition. With the help of composition, we can improve our language organization ability. So the question is, how to write an excellent essay? The following is a composition about father's love that I have carefully compiled. It is for reference only. I hope it can help everyone. Composition of Father's Love 1

Xiangyang's father is an older generation in the 1940s and 1950s. When Xiang Yang's mother gave birth to Xiang Yang, he was sitting in a yard full of sunflowers, so the child was named Xiang Yang.

Xiangyang’s father is engaged in art. He has scolded and taught Xiangyang since he was a child, and asked him to learn painting, saying that he was more talented than himself.

When my son was a child, he was playful and used pooping as an excuse to lie. He did this repeatedly. It can be seen that painting is boring for a child. When his father understood this, he beat him violently, and his anger exploded out of control.

As my son got older, he became like a young man. He started to have his own ideas, painting portraits of girls to convey his admiration, and setting up stalls to raise money to go out and work hard. But in the end, his father stopped him from doing these things. The son is even more confused about his father. The father said, if you don’t understand now, you will understand in the future.

When the son reached middle age, painting finally brought him wealth, he drove a car, and he married a wife, but there was still a transparent gap between father and son.

When the grandson was born, his father was at the end of the world. Composition 2 of Father's Love

My father is very similar to "Amway"'s father, and their teachings are also very similar. One of them is "You should know your mistakes and admit them" I remember very well. There is a reason for "Amway" to teach him this way. What "Amway" does is this: his friend Cretti won the prize, "I" was jealous of him, and he accidentally soiled my notebook, " "I" kept pursuing this matter, but his notebook was also stained. Claytie said that they would go together after school. The original intention was to make peace with "I", but "I" planned to use a ruler to fight with him after school.

Later, Krati’s sincerity moved “me”, and “we” became good friends again. Later I told my father about this incident, and he asked me to admit my mistake to him. My father taught me this for a reason. The thing is like this: my mother is not at home at night, and my grandma takes care of me. It's time to go to bed. I originally wanted to sleep in the master bedroom because the bed in the master bedroom is softer. Grandma disagreed. She thought that mother was already very tired and she should be allowed to sleep more comfortably. Later, I insisted on sleeping there, so grandma had no choice but to sleep there too. I told my father about it. After hearing this, my father taught me that "you should admit your mistakes." Later, I sincerely admitted my mistake to my grandma. Composition 3 on Father's Love

Time flies, days pass by, I grow up day by day, my father gets older day by day, but my father's love is still there. My father's love for me has always been meticulous. Take for example sending me to school every day. Every morning when I go to school, my father always holds my hand and walks on the left side. It happens like this every time. I don’t know why.

Once, while my father was looking down at his phone, I quietly walked around to his left. My father didn’t notice. When we were walking in the traffic, he noticed that I suddenly walked on his side. On the left, he said to me: "Son, there is a white wall on the right and there are no cars. There is a car on the left. What if you get hit? So I asked you to walk on the right." I didn't appreciate it at the time and said: "You are the one Don't let me go to the left, huh!"

My father shook his head helplessly and said, "Then you go in front of me, okay?" I said again, "No!" After we got to school, I thought deeply for a while and finally thought that my father was doing it for my own good! The love of parents is reflected in many small places. As long as you explore with your heart, you will find new discoveries. Father's Love Composition 4

I remember one time, my father and I went to the street and passed a toy store. Through the window, I saw a very beautiful model airplane. I said to my father, "Dad, can you buy it for me?" My father just looked at the airplane I liked, ignored it, and took my hand and left in a hurry. . I was extremely disappointed at the time, with my head lowered and my lips pouted, looking listless.

When my father saw that I looked unhappy, he said to me: "Junjun, don't you like that plane?" It's not fun to buy it, but it makes sense to make it yourself. "So my father took me to a model shop on Nanjing Road and chose a model airplane. When we got home, we were very busy. My father and I used a saw to cut off each part and then glued it together. My father and I spent a lot of time It took me half a day to complete the model. When I saw that the model was born through our joint efforts, I suddenly felt that this homemade model was more beautiful and precious than the one in the toy store.

Although I have gone to school now and am not old enough to play with that kind of toys, I still often take out this model. Recalling the scene when my father and I made the model, I deeply realize that my father’s love for me is indescribable. Expressed in language.

Essay on Father's Love 5

When did you feel that your father was getting old? When you shook his hand, you noticed that there were more wrinkles on your hand, or when you hugged him, you found that there were a few more strands on your head. The white hair is not that when I chat with him at close range, I find that the wrinkles on the corners of his eyes and forehead have deepened, nor that he has white hair on his beard, but that my mother was not at home when I was a senior in high school, and my father was the only one left at home. I also want to go to school. Looking at my father’s back, I have never wanted to go to school and want to be by his side. This is probably because I am old. I cannot resist loneliness. I want to have company, so I spend more time with my parents. Even just sitting there quietly with them is a great happiness to them. Father's Day is here, Dad, happy holiday! Father's Love Composition 6

Dad, you are good at everything, except that you love to smoke. You smoke when you get home after get off work, and after meals. There is no time when you don't smoke.

Dad, please quit smoking! Please quit smoking for my mother and me! I saw on TV that smoking is bad for your health. It is not only bad for your health, but also passive smoking for my mother and me. harmful. Are you right?

Every time I hear your violent coughing, my heart tightens. Dad, don’t you feel uncomfortable when tobacco bugs rush into your lungs every day?

You were even more entertained that time when your second uncle came to our house. The whole house seemed to be filled with clouds and mist, but you were still smoking. It was so spicy that I couldn't even open my eyes.

Dad, please quit smoking! Essay on Father's Love 7

A mother's love is great, gentle and delicate. Father's love is also great, but it is not gentle and delicate, but deep and heavy.

Father's love is everywhere, in study, food, life, and dealing with the world...in various aspects.

One morning, at the snack shop, my father helped me order a lot of delicious food. After eating for a while, I found that my father was nearby but not eating. I said: "Dad, you should eat too, don't be hungry." Dad said: "You eat first, and I will go home to eat after you are done with it."

After I finished my breakfast, my father sent me to school. . I was afraid of being late, so I walked very fast, and my father didn't catch up. As soon as I walked into the school, I saw my father looking around on tiptoes, looking for me. When my eyes met my father's, my father's heart dropped to the ground. There are many such things in my life. For example, my father would explain all the questions that I didn't know in math to me one by one. At the end of the year, when I was tired from studying, my father would make me all kinds of delicious food.

I still remember the vivid description of fatherly love in Zhu Ziqing's "Back View". I like this kind of fatherly love. Composition 8 of Father's Love

Dad is like an angel, children are like white clouds, and angels protect the white clouds.

When I was a child, it was my father who held my little hand with his big hand and taught me how to walk. One time, we went to the beach to play, and I said to my father: "I want to fly, I want to fly, and I want to see the distance." My father threw me into the sky and let me "fly" in the air. I was not afraid at all. Because I know dad will definitely catch me. When I was tired from flying, I sat on my father’s shoulder and looked around. Another time, my father took me to the zoo. I saw tigers, lions, rabbits, etc. My father took pictures of the animals one by one to make me happy.

Every day, my father has to go to work, which is very hard. While I am watching TV and sleeping, my father is still at work. I want dad to rest. Father's Day is coming soon, and I have a lot to say to my dad: "Dad, if you are old, I will hold your big hand and take you to play just like you held mine when I was a child, and I will protect you." If you are thirsty, I will buy you water. If you are hungry, I will buy you biscuits.

Sometimes dad is my superman, sometimes dad is my angel. Dad is my band-aid..., I hope I can grow up quickly so that I can help my dad solve his problems, take care of his dad, and repay my dad's love. Fatherly Love Essay 9

Fathers all over the world are. Deeply loving his own children, this kind of love that a father has for his children, we call it "father's love".

In the summer, I often get too hot. Sorry, I went to make up classes. When school was over, I thought I had to walk home again, but today my dad came back and came to pick me up. As soon as I got in the car, my dad saw that I was sweating a lot, and he asked me: " The weather is too hot. Do you want to eat ice cream? "Well, I think so." "Let's go buy ice cream. Dad bought me the best ice cream, but he really ate the cheapest ice cream. This time, my father's love is hidden in the ice cream.

I think , my father's love has been hidden in my father's tolerance many times. Every time I took an exam, my father would cook himself and make a table of delicious dishes, all of which were my favorites. When I came back, he would often ask How did I do in the exam? If I said it was not ideal, my father would not scold me. He would tell me that if I work harder, I will do well in the exam. If I said I did well in the exam, he would tell me not to be proud and keep up the good work.

Father's love is great and selfless. It is the same as maternal love, but it will not lose to maternal love. Essay on Father's Love 10

If someone asks, what is father's love? .I will answer without hesitation, father's love is a warm world, father's love is a priceless treasure, love that can never be bought.

As long as you face the facts and move forward bravely, there will never be any difficulties that cannot defeat you.

I remember one time, it was my birthday, and my father took me to play at Backgammon. I was very happy, but I lost my mind without knowing it. My father’s eyes made me very scared, and my father was strict. said to me: "Why are you so careless? Pay more attention next time!" I said to my father: "Oh, I will pay attention next time." Suddenly there was a car behind me. My father saw it and ran over immediately and took the car. I hugged him. Fortunately, nothing was hurt. I shed tears. It turned out that my father was so kind. I thought that my father was very strict with me, but my heart was full of love for my father.

My father said to me kindly: "Be careful in the future." I nodded. It turned out that my father was so amiable. My father was strict with me because he was actually doing me a favor. I understood the reason behind this. , Dad took my hand and went to Backgammon.

Yes, father’s love is a warm world, a love that cannot be bought. Father’s love is great and eternal. This is my father’s love. Composition 11 of Father's Love

My father would send me to and from tutoring classes every day.

What I look forward to most after school every night is to hear the familiar melody from the motorcycle, so that my restless heart can relax. During the summer vacation, I went to a tutoring class. When school was about to end, it started to rain heavily outside. All my classmates were shocked, but I secretly worried, will dad come? I couldn't help but ask myself repeatedly. The answers were always uncertain: "Yes", "No", "Yes"... After school, the classmates all walked away laughing. I was the only one waiting anxiously in the classroom. I was almost desperate and prepared to go back alone. When I got home, the familiar voice came, so urgent, and seemed to mess up the rhythm. I couldn't help but feel happy. When I went out, I saw that it was really my father. He was covered in water! My hair is all wet, I really look like a drowned rat! He said apologetically: "I went back to get you a raincoat, so I was late." As he said that, he took out the raincoat with his warm body temperature from his arms. I couldn't help it. In the rain, I couldn't tell whether it was tears or rain on my face.

People say that a father’s love is like a mountain. Today I finally witnessed this sentence. Father’s love gives me the power of happiness! Dad, I love you! Essay on Fatherly Love 12

My father is a doctor and a masseur. He loves me very much. Let’s take what happened today!

My mother was not at home when school was over at noon today, because today is my sister’s birthday. People say: "The child's second birthday will be spent at grandma's house." My mother and sister went to grandma's house, and my father and I were the only ones at home. Dad asked me: "What's for lunch today?" I said: "Let's eat instant noodles." I took two packages of instant noodles. When I went to get the bowl, I saw two big crabs in the pot. I was surprised and asked my dad: "Dad "Who got these big crabs?" Dad said: "Oh, I forgot to tell you, it was your mother who went to the market to buy vegetables and was given four crabs. Your mother took two away and said they were given to your grandma. , leave you two."

As soon as I saw the crabs on the plate, one was big and the other was small, I ate the small crab with relish. I said again: "Dad, I will give you one and I will eat one." Dad said: "You can eat it, I won't eat it." I slowly ate the big crab.

I know that my father is reluctant to eat and leaves food for me. I know even more that this is father's love.

I am a child full of father's love.

I love my dad. Essay on Father's Love 13

If a mother's love is as tender as water, then a father's love is as majestic as a mountain. Father's love is as tall and firm as a mountain. Like mother's love, it is the greatest love in the world.

In my impression, father’s love is gentle but also severe. My father would always teach me some little knowledge. No matter what it was, I would listen to it with gusto. Occasionally, my father would take me to see flowers and talk about them. He would say something I didn’t understand and watch me try to understand. My father would always smile and touch my head. My father also has a stern side. When I don't follow the rules, he will scold me softly, but I will listen obediently. Looking at my father's stern face, I can't feel any resistance in my heart.

Father’s love is gentle, but father’s love is severe. Father's love is like the wind, which quietly wipes away our sweat! Father's love is like a mountain, it is the mountain that protects us from wind and rain! Composition 14 of Father's Love

Father's love is like an idyllic poem, remote, pure, elegant and light. Father's love is like a landscape painting, which washes away the bustling carvings and leaves behind freshness and nature; father's love is a burst of warmth. The wind blows away the flying snow and brings endless spring. Father's love is great and selfless. It is immersed in all things and fills the space between heaven and earth. It unfolds the long scroll of history, stirs up the smoke and dust of history, and interprets the lingering love of father. At that time, the wandering soul found a home. ...

The wind is gentle and the white clouds are lingering. It is the endless warmth given by the gardener to the flowers. The gurgling stream and the sweet sound of the spring are the endless warmth given to me by my teacher. This warmth will always guide me and protect me on the way forward in my life. I will always be immersed in happy memories and grow up happily in the warm embrace of my mentor. Essay on Father's Love 15

Today, when school was over in the evening, I saw a very touching scene.

That scene has been recurring in my mind...

In fact, the weather forecast said it would rain today. However, it never rained. It wasn't until school was over in the evening that it began to rain heavily. When a father went to pick up his son, it didn't rain. I guess he didn't bring a poncho either. When he picked up his son, suddenly, it started raining heavily. At this time, the father asked his son to stand in front of the battery car and asked him to squat down. Because there is a windproof cloth in front of the battery car, this can prevent it from getting wet in the rain. At the same time, my father's body tilted forward to block the rain. When his son wanted to stand up, his father said: "Squat down, it's raining heavily outside!" So the son had to squat down obediently. The heavy rain fell on the father. The father just rode forward in the heavy rain.

After a while, he disappeared in the heavy rain...

Looking at the father's back, I couldn't help but sigh: This father is really great! However, which father in the world is not like him!