My dad essay 450 words

My father is a person who both scares me and makes me like him.

Once, because I was anxious to watch TV, I finished my homework carelessly. After eating, Dad began to check the homework. As he watched, he frowned and said to me unhappily: "You made a mistake in calculating this question." After saying that, he continued to check. After a while, he found two more errors in succession. Dad got angry and yelled at me: "Why do you always make mistakes? How many times have I told you, don't be careless, don't be careless! Why can't you change it?" As he said that, he pressed my hand hard. head. I glanced at him secretly, and saw my father's two big eyes staring into an "O" shape, and his thick black eyebrows seemed to stand up. He really looked like a big tiger, so scary!

Dad has very high requirements for me. He saw that I was always careless, so he wrote me the test requirements. I felt that my father was too cruel, so I gave him two suggestions: first, don’t be cruel to me casually, and second, be reasonable. I found some idioms to describe my father from the dictionary and said them to my father: "eyeing eagerly", "throwing a tantrum", "violent", "fuming", "brimming with rage"... My father couldn't help laughing after hearing this.

Dad is very fierce when he is angry, but he is still very easy-going at ordinary times. Once, when my father was happy, I said to him: "It's unlucky to be a child. You can't be cruel to adults." My father said: "Then I will let you get angry once." I thought, this time is an opportunity for "revenge" arrive. I first pressed my father's head, then pinched his neck, and finally, with enough energy, I spanked him hard on his butt. I thought it was not enough, so I rushed forward and messed up his hair, and then said to him: "This time you are unkempt." At this time, Dad was like a big sheep, no matter how much I tormented him, he didn't get angry.

Dad also likes to make fun of me, and he has a lot of bad ideas at this time. Once, my father asked me to relax my face, then put his two hands on either side of the corners of my mouth, suddenly pinched my mouth, and said, "Haha, he really looks like Donald Duck!" I got anxious and went too. I pinched my father's mouth, and my father kept his mouth shut tightly. As soon as I saw that it didn't work, I grabbed him under his armpit. Dad laughed, and I took the opportunity to pinch his mouth, and then said: "You are also like Donald Duck, and a very fierce Donald Duck."

Look, this is mine. dad. He is both my elder and my friend. I'm afraid of him, but I also like him.

The footsteps of the high school entrance examination are approaching, and my classmates are all reviewing desperately for the exam, which makes me even more nervous.

But I didn’t dare to slack off, even though I was exhausted mentally and physically; I really wanted to close my eyes for a while, but I didn’t dare, even though my eyes were already bloodshot.

I couldn’t hold it any longer, so I tried hard to raise my eyelids and look outside. Within the field of vision, only the street lamp stood there alone, emitting a faint light. There was silence everywhere, and it must have been late at night - the chaos in my brain had made it impossible for me to distinguish between day and night, so I studied day and night.

My eyes were tired and my reaction was slow, so I decided to squint for five minutes. But as soon as my head touched the arm resting on the table, I fell asleep.

I don’t know how long it took, but in a daze, a pair of big, calloused hands gently stroked away a few locks of hair that were covering my eyes, and then pushed me: "My child, how can you do this?" Are you sleeping here? You'll catch a cold. "Oh, it turns out it's my father who comes home from work at this time every day.

"I didn't fall asleep... I just felt my eyes were a little itchy... I closed them for a while." I still lowered my head to prevent my father from seeing my bloodshot face.

"You are too tired, go to bed early! How will your body be able to tolerate this?"

"Oh, I will go to bed after I finish this question. Dad, you It’s been a busy day, so let’s go to bed first!”

My father left helplessly and gently closed the door.

But not long after, my door was pushed open again, and my father brought a cup of steaming tea: "Drink some hot tea and go to bed!"

" Well!" I took the hot tea, looked at my father's figure turning away, and nodded deeply. < /p>

Holding hot tea in my hand, I felt the temperature of the hot air and the aroma of the tea, and chewed on my father's caring and comforting words, and my tears couldn't help but flow down.

The hot tea in the cup has a light fragrance, but when it is blended with father's love, it feels particularly fragrant.

How could I disappoint my father while drinking this strong tea with father's love?

My dad

Everyone says, "There is only one mother in the world." Good” I think my dad is no exception.

Dad has a figure that is neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin, a pair of big eyes, and two big ears. Dad’s hobbies are singing, drinking, playing chess, and playing computer games. Dad likes to wear suits, and he also likes to raise fish and shrimps.

My father is also a helpful little citizen. One day, the sky was gray and dark, and it was about to rain.

Dad was rushing home. He saw Uncle Liu harvesting rice. When he saw it, he went home and hurriedly walked over, picked up the broom and harvested rice with Uncle Liu. The two of them were busy harvesting rice and putting it into big bags. Old man Liu was so busy that he was out of breath. Dad asked him to take a rest and let him tie up the remaining two bags. The rain came at the wrong time, and it started raining heavily with a "crash". Dad didn't let the rain stop what he was going to do. Dad tied the bag and moved the rice to a place where there was no rain. After finishing the work, Dad had become a drowned rat. Uncle Liu asked Dad to take a rest at his house and wait for the rain to stop before going home. Dad refused and went home in heavy wind and rain.

When I got home, my father had fainted. Mom touched Dad's forehead and said, "Ah, why is it so hot?" When Dad woke up, there were many people looking at him: relatives and friends, and people who Dad had helped before. There are so many, and Old Man Liu is here too. Everyone says that my dad is the best person and I should learn from my dad in the future.

My father is such a person. Think less about yourself and more about others.