Father loves excellent composition

In our daily study, work and life, everyone will be more or less exposed to composition. Composition is a transition from internal speech to external speech, that is, from compressed and concise language that we can understand to developed and standardized grammatical structure that others can understand. So how to write a general composition? The following is my father's excellent love composition for reference only. Welcome to reading.

Father's love is like a compass, which guides you when you are lost. Father likes the sun. Warm your heart when you are cold. Father's love is like a pump, you have to get rid of it when you are arrogant.

I remember once, I couldn't sleep in bed, and I couldn't sleep after tossing and turning. At this moment, I remembered the computer that I couldn't give up. Suddenly, I thought of a good idea, secretly playing computer! Just do as I said, I slowly took off the quilt, quietly got out of bed, walked softly to the computer, carefully pressed the start button, and couldn't wait to knock on the keyboard and play games with relish. But a disaster happened to me and my dad woke up. He passed by the computer and saw me playing with it. He flew into a rage. My dad reached for the bamboo pole at the speed of an arrow, and then slammed the floor with the bamboo pole, thinking that the small bamboo pole would not be angry with him, so the sound was earth-shattering and magnificent. I was also pulled out of the game world by the sound of bamboo poles.

I asked strangely: what is the situation? What happened? When I turned my head and saw my father erupting in the volcano, I suddenly realized. I can't help shivering, waiting for this judge to decide my fate. Dad, I swear: look what you have become, your grades are so poor. What? My score is still above 85. I can't help refuting. What? Dad blushed like an apple. Dad hit me on the leg without mercy. I feel a sharp pain in my leg. I was in tears. I ran into the room with disappointed tears, slammed the room, threw myself on the bed and began to cry. Tears flowed out like a waterfall, as if they would never end. At this time, my father broke into my room unconsciously and walked up to me apologetically. Wow! Dad, when did you show up? I'm in a tourist trap. Dad said apologetically, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have hit you just now. To apologize, guess what I bought you? Dad showed me my dream remote-controlled racing car in a lightning-fast manner. I immediately smiled through tears and took over the racing car in ecstasy, which was really different from what I cried just now.

This is great fatherly love.

Father loves excellent composition 2. I will take part in a guitar competition recently, so I should practice hard every day.

On this day, I was fascinated by playing and immersed in melodious music. "Hey, pay attention to the delay!" " "Dad's stern voice suddenly came from behind, which startled me. I shivered and came to my senses. "oh. "habit to answer a.

Sound, then continue to play down. After playing for a while, my father came to see me again. "Hold the rope with your hands!" My heart is suddenly bitter and astringent. I said impatiently to my father, "I know, I know, I will pay attention!" " "Dad sighed and wanted to say something, but he didn't. After playing a piece of music, my father told me something to pay attention to, so I had to practice it again from the beginning, but I forgot to pay attention to the places that are easy to play wrong. This time, dad really couldn't hold his breath. 1 of "pa" came like a slap in the face. His face is so angry, just like A Le Baron rouge is about to explode, and his mouth is like a big black bear panting. My vision suddenly blurred and my face burned with pain. Dad turned around and took a stuffy smoke. The cool breeze blowing in outside the window made me shiver. It blows into my heart and makes me feel terrible pain. At this point, my father is like a big red-eyed wolf in my eyes.

I was so angry that I wanted to show him the potential of his son.

I practiced crazily over and over again, paying attention to all the points my father told me.

When I finished playing for the last time, my father suddenly clapped his hands and stroked my head, and his eyes softened, not as harsh as before. "Well, son. I played the best this time. " Hearing this, my eyes immediately moistened and stared at the music in front of me. Dad's praise overwhelmed everything in my heart, and the "bad wolf" finally changed back to my kind father.

Dad. I understood his kindness and I was wrong about him. It turns out that dad still loves me so much and hurts me so much. ...

With the help and support of my father, I am getting better and better, and I am ready for the guitar competition.

Father's love is like a cup of coffee. It is bitter at first, and the more you drink it, the sweeter it becomes. Father's love is like a piece of candy, hard in appearance and soft in heart; Father's love is like a book, the surface is dull, but the book is full of knowledge.

My father is strict, but he loves me deeply. I remember once, my aunt bought me a beautiful chicken comb. At that time, my father and I excitedly came to the yard to practice kicking shuttlecock. I kicked hard, and the shuttlecock either fell to the ground, fell on my head, or kicked far away. The more you can't play, the more anxious you are. The more anxious you are, the less you can play well. I don't want to learn, so I said to my father, "I don't want to play, let's go home!" " "Dad said loudly," no, you can't give up easily. If you persist, you will succeed. "I thought to myself: Why not change kicking shuttlecock into hitting shuttlecock? This will be much easier. When I was about to implement the plan, my father seemed to read my mind and said to me, "study hard and don't try to steal a column for me." "How about this? Let's race to see who learns to kick first, or how about this? Let's race to see who learns to kick first, shall we? " I said, "Well, let's have a competition. Who's afraid of who?" I thought: I don't believe it. Can you still learn when you are old?

It's ridiculous to watch dad's clumsy body kicking disobedient shuttlecock one after another. Bang, no, dad fell down. At this time, I saw my father unhurriedly get up from the ground. Squatting on the ground looking at shuttlecock, as if thinking and learning. After a while, dad relaxed, one foot didn't move, and the other foot kicked, so he practiced 10 minutes. Slowly, the body became flexible. "I have learned, come and see." Dad shouted happily. I bowed my head in shame, thinking that my father can learn and I can certainly learn. Under the guidance of my father, I finally learned.

Later, the school held a winter sports meeting, and I kicked the shuttlecock and won the first place.

Dad, I want to tell you that I love you too!

Father's love is like an indestructible umbrella, which will always shelter me from the wind and rain. He supported a warm home for me with thick shoulders.

My father is a man of few words, so he never expresses his love for me. But I can see his love for me from everything he does for me.

When I was a child, my father was my best friend. He watches every cartoon I watch, and we always talk about the characters in it together. He has read all the comic books I have read, so we talk about everything. I still remember a game I played with my father when I was a child-"Southeast and Northwest". I always like to sit on my father's shoulder and shout "East!" Fly to the sky. Your upper body will fall to the east, "west!" You go west again, "South!" ..... Although I was a little jumpy at first, I found my father holding my leg firmly every time. He is a man who will never hurt me. Suddenly, my heart can't help shaking violently when I think of my father's rickety figure now. It turns out that my father's hunchback was caused by my ignorance when I was a child. No wonder my father always smiles without saying a word when I ask him why he has a hunchback. It turned out that I bent dad's back pressure! Thought of here, my face was full of tears. ...

My father! You know, I have never abandoned you, and I have never been humiliated by your hunchback. I am even more moved and proud after knowing the truth today! You have done so much for me, and now I can only say "thank you" again and again. How I long to grow up. When I grow up, I can be filial to you and you don't have to work hard. But I don't want to grow up at the same time, because when I grow up to one year old, you will have another white hair. I don't want you to leave me, I don't want to grow up!

My father is the greatest father in my mind, but he gave me the simplest love.

Father loves excellent composition 5. My father is a farmer. He is too ordinary to recognize as soon as he walks into the crowd. My father made me feel his love for me in a special way. This kind of love is boundless and profound, and I can't help but get excited every time I think about it.

That was when I was admitted to a middle school in the city. My father sent me to school. Although the road is not far, my father insisted on sending it, so I had to agree.

On the way, the sun is shining. It was so hot that I looked at my father: face, purple sauce; Eyes bloodshot; The straw hat has been taken off, and the sparse hair is close to the scalp.

"Pinger, have a rest!" Father said, and took out two eggs from his pocket. "Big, you eat." I pushed over. "Is there ... is there ..." I took the egg and found a cool place. My father squatted down not far from me, and his bearded chin moved with the movement of his mouth. I looked intently. What do I see? "potatoes!" I couldn't help shouting. "This ... delicious ... delicious ..." My father vaguely covered it up. Ah! Father, you work hard every day, not only busy with work outside, but also taking care of your mother who has been ill for many years. Seeing that all the neighbors around you are rich, you make us eat and dress well for our brother and sister to go to school, and you are still so bitter with yourself ... My heart is so astringent that I can't say a word.

The school is here. I said, "Go back." "Ah, ping son, study hard! Use the thirty dollars first and come back in a few days. Hmm! " My father said, taking some crumpled bills from his pocket and stuffing them into my hand. Ah! Hands, father's hands! What good hands! Ivy-like blood vessels, dry fingers like bamboo branches. Careless, I never found my father so thin that he hurt! My eyes immediately felt something. ...

Ah! Father, your words are few and there is no profound truth, but what you have given me is so broad, so profound and so delicate.

Father, don't worry! Your heart, I understand.

Father's love is like a mountain, and his love is like a spring. His care is reflected in every drop.

It is said that my father loves nothing, but my father always talks about love, as if I would forget his love. No, as soon as I put my rice bowl up, he put it in my ear and said, "Keke, dad really loves you!" " The meat on this fish's stomach is too nutritious. Eat it. Eat it quickly. "He said, and has put a big piece of chubby mandarin fish meat into my job and pressed it down hard. ...

I always think that my dad is just a rag and is bossed around by others, so my attitude towards him is always: go, go, go, stay there and be cool, and do nothing.

But not long ago, his words made me feel that he was not what I thought.

The thing is, I was doing my homework when my mother came in and said, "Baby, do you want something hot?" "Drink!" I just responded briefly. Soon, my mother brought in a bowl of chicken soup. There is a golden oil bead floating on the chicken soup, and orange soup is under the oil bead. There are also rich chicken legs in the soup, which makes my mouth water. So, I wrote a word and took a sip of soup; Take a sip of soup and write a word ... that's really comfortable.

But it won't last long! I don't know when my father came in, took the soup bowl and left without saying a word. I repeatedly shouted, "What? What's the matter? I haven't eaten yet. " But he said, "You can't do your homework half-heartedly." I replied, "Drink soup and do your homework!" " Dad asked, "What about efficiency? Don't waste time. Time is the most precious and wasteful. " After speaking, dad has walked out of the study.

My heart was shocked to see my father resolutely walk out of the back of the study. I suddenly feel that fatherly love is not as gentle as maternal love, but it is heavy and weightier, as cold as a mountain, and it also needs us to look up and think like a mountain.

Father loves excellent composition 7 I have an ordinary father who loves me for three days and nights.

I remember once, it was the second day after the math exam. I went home sadly that day, because I only got more than 80 points in the exam. "When I get home, I will definitely be killed." I walked home trembling, only to find my grandfather sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper. Seeing that I was unhappy, my father put down his newspaper and asked me what was going on. I stammered that I didn't do well in the math exam. "Give me the test paper." Dad said as he stretched out his right hand to me. At that moment, I was so scared that I thought: Dad will definitely hit me and scold me after reading my test paper. Surprisingly, after my father carefully read the test paper, Feidan didn't hit me and scold me, but praised me and said, "Yes, these are not the questions you missed before." I will explain the wrong questions to you carefully tomorrow and Saturday, so that you won't be wrong again. "

In the evening, I went to the toilet and passed my father's room. I found the light still on. At first I thought he was an information worker, but when I looked through the door, I saw my father reading my test paper. At the same time, I also heard my father sigh and say, "Wow! Yu Qian didn't do well in this exam. I'll explain it to him tomorrow, or he will get more than 80 points in the next exam. " I couldn't help crying after listening, thinking: I must do well in the exam next time, I can't let my father down again, and I must fight for breath.

Ah! Father, thank you! You encouraged me when I failed in the exam, helped me when I was in trouble, and taught me the truth of life … Dad, I love you!

Father loves excellent composition 8 My father is an engineer. He is too ordinary to recognize as soon as he walks into the crowd. My father made me feel his love for me in a special way. This kind of love is boundless, profound and delicate, which I can't forget for a long time.

It was Saturday, and we were going to school, but my father's car broke down and my mother's electric car was dead, so we had to walk to school. Dad said his car would be repaired this afternoon, so he would take me home.

However, after school, I found my father instead of my silver-gray car, and I couldn't help but let out a cry. Dad told me that the car hasn't been repaired yet, and I came to pick you up, in case you were worried. Dad is a person who doesn't like sports. Why did he come to pick me up? Maybe dad pulled over and made fun of me! I looked around, but I still couldn't find my car. Dad didn't really come to pick me up, did he? !

Thinking about it, I arrived at Jinan Road. "It's time to cross the road!" I came to my senses and my father took my hand. I can't help but think of a sentence in the theme song of "Big Head Son and Small Head Dad", "Big hands hold small hands, and walking is not afraid of slipping." Now the big hand is still there, but the small hand has grown up and no longer needs to be held by the big hand. But dad still held my hand.

My father didn't talk much on the road. Like my mother, he was very concerned about my study and asked me if I should enroll in Pascal class. I hesitated: if I don't study hard, I will spend too much money, which will be very bitter and not worth it; Without reporting, I lost another chance ... I stopped talking.

Dad saw that I hadn't spoken for a long time and said, I think I'd better report it. Tired is a little tired, but it will benefit me for life! It is right to spend some money. You agreed that my father would ask me again.

From my father's words, I felt a deep father's love, and I couldn't help but make up my mind: I'd better stick to it and try my best to make a final sprint to the provincial competition! So, I nodded and decided ... Ah! Father, although your words are few and there is no profound truth, what you have given me is so vast, so profound and so delicate.

Father, don't worry! Your heart, I understand.

Father loves excellent composition 9 people often praise maternal love, but often ignore it. If maternal love is as great and selfless as the sun, then paternal love is as broad and deep as a sea of fire; If maternal love is a sweet flower, then paternal love is a standing pine and cypress; If maternal love is a trickle, then paternal love is a surging river. ...

Love is great, love is selfless.

In life, there are many hardships, many joys and many sorrows. When you fail, the taste is bitter. At that time, I wished that a cup of sweet water could be sent to your mouth to moisten your broken heart. When overcoming difficulties, the taste is sweet. I would like to invite others to share this happy moment with you.

My father gave me a lot of reprimands and encouragement. He always encouraged me and supported me when my grades dropped. When I made a mistake, my father scolded me first, then patiently explained it to me and told me not to be careless in the future.

My father's culture is not very high He read only until he graduated from junior high school and never studied again. He pinned all his hopes on my sister and me. He has no other expectations. He just wants my sister and I to study hard and not be like him. ...

One thing is still fresh in my memory.

It was autumn, so I went to my classmate's house to play without telling my family when I left. I came back the next morning. The tears on my mother's face are still so clear, and my father's face is sad. Suddenly, I understood: my parents worried about me all night, and I regretted it. I really regret going to my classmate's house to play. Seeing this scene, tears swirled in my eyes, and my legs involuntarily knelt down and said, "Mom and Dad, I know I was wrong. I shouldn't go to my classmate's house without authorization and let the whole family worry. " I thought it was my parents' scolding that followed, which was beyond my expectation.

My father said to me calmly, "it's not that we can't go to our classmates' house to play, but you should also say hello to your family and don't worry us." I couldn't help nodding in tears.

Father's love is like a continuous mountain, surrounding me and growing with me.

Father loves excellent composition 10 "Father loves mountains." My father is a policeman. He is friendly to people. Since I was born, my father's love has been with me and accompanied me to grow up step by step. However, I seldom mention my father, because people often say, "Only mothers are good in the world." But what you see is really hard to forget.

I remember one night, probably the end of the world as people often say, that day, get up! What should I do? Unit 5 is one of my worst units, especially the chicken and rabbit are in the same cage. I am flustered. Let's go bungee jumping! I thought to myself: the teacher will definitely finish correcting the papers in these classes soon. I said, "I won't go." My face is covered with sweat. "Are you afraid of poor grades?" I didn't answer and went down with them. No wonder I dance worse every time, and Rinrin ... rolled over. "Liu Fujun stepped forward to get the test paper." I ran to my seat with the test paper. At first glance, it's only 82 points. I'm dead. I'm sure to be beaten when I get home. After school, I was preoccupied all the way and kept scolding myself, thinking: Liu Fujun, which fairy did you annoy? When I got home, I saw my father's puzzled expression. Dad asked, "How many points did you get in the exam today?" Obviously, the teacher must have said to his father, "82 points." "Sit down and take out the test paper." So, my father told me one question after another. My father's eyes were bloodshot and white-haired. I really want to ask, "Dad, aren't you tired?"

My father helped me stand up from failure. I failed in a fourth-grade class cadre election, and I was immediately sad and angry. On the way home, I have been depressed and talking to myself. When I got home, I immediately locked myself up and kept talking about other people's shortcomings and praising myself. Knock, knock, knock. "Who is it?" "It's dad." "Please come in." I hugged my father and said, "I failed in running for class cadre." My father immediately told me the truth of life: "Liu Liu,' failure is half done'." How can you grow up after this little thing? "So, I was suddenly enlightened. Later, I never did such a thing again. I just reflected quietly every day.

Father loves excellent composition 1 1 "Mother love is like water, and father loves mountains." Parents' love is different, mothers' love is gentle, and fathers' love is firm as a mountain. Difficulties are everywhere in life. My father always encourages me, supports me and makes me face them positively when I encounter setbacks.

His love is everywhere. I remember once, we went to Shuangdi Village in Shanxi to climb a mountain. The mountain roads there are rugged. I was ready to give up when I tried to climb halfway up the mountain. Seeing me exhausted, my father came up to me, patted me on the shoulder and said, "Don't give up, son, it's halfway up the mountain. Stick to it and you will definitely reach the top of the mountain! " We climb mountains to challenge ourselves. "After listening to my father's words, I got up my courage and secretly struggled to climb the mountain. Dad and I walked and talked. Although it's a long way, I don't feel tired at all. Finally, we reached the top of the mountain. Along the way, because of my father's encouragement, I climbed to the top of the mountain and completed the impossible task.

My father not only encouraged me when I was in trouble, but also took good care of me in my life. Once, my father and I went to the Yellow School to play basketball. When I shot, the ball didn't go into the basket, but bounced back and hit me in the face. I feel black at the moment, my nose is sour, and the blood in my nostrils flows down like a small earthworm crawling. My father quickly asked me to look up, picked me up and ran to the faucet to help me deal with it. After stopping the bleeding, my father carried me home. The weather is very hot. I lay in my father's arms, watching the sweat on his forehead as white as pearls, and my father's love as crystal clear as pearls.

This is my father, who will shelter me from the wind and rain at any time. When I think of my father, my heart is full of warmth and security! Dad, I love you, and I will give my love wholeheartedly like you in the future!

If you ask me who loves me the most in the world, it must be my father!

My father, a pair of bright eyes, a standard Chinese face, a pair of strong hands, tall, white and handsome! He often works overtime, taking less than half a month off a year and working overtime on weekends. Although he works hard, he never complains in front of us.

I remember when I was a child, there was a power outage at home. It was summer and it was very hot. Both the air conditioner and the electric fan have gone on strike, and I'm terribly hot. When my father saw it, he stood behind me with a fan and said to me, "Son, do your homework quickly. Dad will slap you. " So, I picked up a pen and began to do my homework. But I did my homework too slowly. I did my homework for half an hour. When I finished writing, I found that my father was already sweating and his hands were numb. Seeing that my father didn't say a word made me feel at ease to do my homework, suddenly, my heart was sour.

On another occasion, I encountered a difficult problem on the exercise paper and racked my brains for a long time. I asked my mother, and she shook her head. Finally, I have to ask my father. I went to my father and asked, "Dad, there is a problem that neither my mother nor I can solve. Please help me have a look! " Dad looked at the paper for a while and solved the problem in less than a minute. Then, he slowly explained the train of thought to me. But he explained it again and again, and I still couldn't figure it out, but my father took the trouble to explain it to me, and finally I understood. Without my father's patience, I don't think I would have done so well in math.

Dad, thank you for quietly paying for me during my growing up, asking for nothing in return. On the occasion of Father's Day, I want to wish you a happy Father's Day, good health and smooth work!

People often say that my father loves me like a mountain, but in my opinion, my father's love for me is not as strict as a mountain, but sometimes it is as gentle as water.

My father is a man of culture and noble character. Although he is not as rich as other parents, everything he has done for me is absolutely as good as or even better than other children. Whenever I talk about my father, I can't help crying. He is usually busy at work, but in any case, he insists on greeting my study and life every day. Whenever I have problems in my studies, he will take time out of his busy schedule to help me. Since school, he has never been absent from every parent-teacher meeting. He once said, "No matter how busy I am, children will always be my first consideration."

Every weekend, I go to my father's work. Sometimes when I arrive, I can't bear to disturb him when I see him at work. I just looked at my old father, with a little white hair on his temples, and I couldn't help crying. It pains me to see that body getting thinner every day. I remember how my father got through it. And my love for my father is more important than my mother's love. My father has been an indispensable part of my life since I was sensible. He is a good teacher in my study and a good friend in my life. If I do something wrong, his first reaction is not to hit me or scold me, but to teach me calmly. No matter what I did wrong, he always

Educate me after you find problems from yourself. He pays great attention to everything about me, so he is very strict with me. But I don't hate him, because my father cares about me and is afraid that I will go astray. I am proud of my father. He attaches great importance to the image in life. So his clothes are neat. He once said: "A person's image represents a person's quality". More than ten years have passed, and my love for my father has deepened. I also know very well that no one can take his place in my life.

Father, don't worry, I won't live up to your expectations. When I grow up, I still remember the way home clearly.

Father's love excellent composition 14 There was a man whose love for me I will never forget. His love is more precious than gold, and I will never forget it. He is my father. I remember once, after I finished my homework, I took a bag of potato chips and watched TV while eating. Suddenly, the TV went black, and my father took my potato chips. I said angrily, "What are you doing? Give me back my potato chips! " Dad said, "I want to eat, too!" "He said, while putting a large piece of potato chips in his mouth. I quickly took another pack of snacks to eat. Dad grabbed it again and said proudly, "you can't eat snacks until you finish that Olympic math problem." "I have racked my brains and failed to make it. Dad came over and patiently explained to me. I finally succeeded. At this moment, a pack of snacks appeared in front of me. Actually ... it was handed over by my father: "You eat! I finished the fatherly love in one minute.

Another time, after school, I forgot to bring my Chinese home. This assignment needs a language document! I have to tell my father about it. Dad listened, scolded me, and then hurried out of the house. After a while, I heard the sound of "Hua". It turned out to be raining. At this time, a strong wind blew outside, freezing me to death! I am busy closing the window. Through the glass window, I saw my father riding a bicycle on the highway in the strong wind. What is dad going to do? I am very puzzled. I don't know how long it took before my father came back. His head. My clothes are all wet, and I have a Chinese book in my hand. It's new! Still wet! Isn't this love?

Dad's love is an endless mountain road: a pearl that all money can't buy; It's a book you'll never finish reading. Dad, I love you! Forever and ever.

Father loves excellent composition 15 My sister prepared delicious food for my father, and he will eat it when he comes back from the construction site. Dad should be back at ordinary times, but I'm a little anxious. I called my father's cell phone, but no one answered. I think it should be on the road.

In this hot day of thirty or forty degrees, my father still goes out to work in order to earn tuition for my sister and me. It's less than six o'clock every day, and my father has to do things in the open air on the construction site. When the sun is shining, a drop of sweat can't help flowing down like rain, infiltrating my father's clothes, which are covered with a lot of dust. My mouth is thirsty, and my father is reluctant to take 1. I bought a bottle of water for 5 yuan, so I kept going until I got home and drank several glasses of water. At that time, he drank several glasses of water and felt much better. Who is dad insisting on? For me and my sister!

Dad's back. He smiled and joked with us. I don't know why my father is so happy when he comes back after being tired all morning. He doesn't look tired at all.

Dad took a nap for an hour before getting up and then went to work. Dad has a backache, but he still sleeps on the hard floor. Dad endured even the pain. He won't tell us, for fear that we will worry and think of us everywhere.

Later, I didn't know why my father was so happy when he came back, because he earned us 100 again, which was getting closer and closer to my tuition. My father said, "My sister and I are his spiritual pillars. As long as we study hard, it doesn't matter if he is tired again. " Yes! I can feel that everything my father is doing now is just for my sister and me, and all we can give in return now is to study hard and get good grades to make my father happy.