Continuation of the composition Dad’s Secret

1. Continuation of the fourth grade composition "Dad's Secret"

My father is a unique person. He was immersed in work and paid no attention to life. He never thought about dressing up.

Once, when my father came back from a business trip, I saw his bulging bag and wanted to see if there was anything delicious. But my father said mysteriously: "Go! You are not allowed to move here." After saying that, he walked into the bedroom with his purse. I was so strange and wanted to see what was going on, but I didn't expect the door to slam shut with a "beep" sound. I managed to see through a small slit that my father put on a suit and then a pair of "KK" brand leather shoes, twisting and taking pictures in front of the big mirror, walking back and forth, constantly looking at himself...

I hurriedly told my mother about this new discovery. My mother smiled and said, "There are foreign businessmen coming tomorrow, and dad wants to negotiate with them about a joint venture to set up a factory!" Only then did I understand that my dad was careless in front of his family, but when it came to dealing with foreigners, he was not careless at all. To show the Chinese style. 2. Continuation of the fourth grade composition "Dad's Secret"

My father is a unique person.

He was immersed in work and paid no attention to life. He never thought about dressing up. Once, when my father came back from a business trip, I saw his bulging bag and wanted to see if there was anything delicious.

But my father said mysteriously: "Go! You are not allowed to move here." After saying that, he walked into the bedroom with his purse.

I was so strange and wanted to see what happened, but I didn’t know that the door closed with a "beep" sound. I managed to see through a small slit that my father put on a suit and then a pair of "KK" brand leather shoes, twisting and taking pictures in front of the big mirror, walking back and forth, constantly looking at himself... I hurriedly told my mother this new discovery.

My mother smiled and said, "There will be foreign businessmen coming tomorrow, and dad will discuss with them a joint venture to set up a factory!" Only then did I understand that my dad was rude in front of his family, but when he treated foreigners, he was so arrogant. It means you are not careless at all, and you have to show your Chinese style. 3. Composition Dad's Secret

In the past, my father was like a "standard clock" every morning. He always went out to exercise, buy groceries, and breakfast at five o'clock, and came home at six o'clock.

But the "standard clock" has failed recently, and he always doesn't get home until half past six, making the family very tight in time to have breakfast. One day, I couldn't help but ask my dad: "Why are you late coming home?" Dad refused to tell me, and just said with a smile: "It's a secret."

My curiosity drove me to learn more I want to dig out my dad’s secrets. So, I racked my brains and thought hard, and finally came up with a clever plan.

I plan to get up at five o'clock tomorrow morning. After my father leaves, I will follow my father to see what he is doing. The next day, I got up at five o'clock and got ready as quickly as possible.

But I saw that my father was not leaving, as if he knew that I wanted to follow his plan. He got up cautiously, fearing to wake his family.

He picked up his trousers and walked out of the room while carrying the vegetable basket. He looked around and when he was sure there was no one around, he walked out the door with confidence.

I waited for more than a minute, and finally couldn't resist the attack of sleepiness, and fell asleep again. When I got up, my father had already gone home.

I said to myself, you are really incompetent. So, I made up my mind to get up at 4:50 tomorrow and hit myself when I wanted to sleep.

The "ding ring bell" alarm woke me up from my deep sleep. I lay on the bed, pretending to sleep and quietly watched my father's every move. After Dad got dressed, he took something from the cabinet and left in a hurry.

I got dressed and tiptoed to the cabinet. Just when I wanted to see what my father was holding, I suddenly heard my mother talking. I was so scared that I ran out of the door. When I walked outside the door, I saw my father running fiercely. I was not willing to be left behind and chased him crazily, fearing that I would lose him.

Everything was ready, all I needed was the east wind, but God couldn't get along with me, and it suddenly started to rain heavily with a "shua" sound. I saw my father reaching out and holding up a big umbrella in an instant.

I actually forgot the most important point: Dad usually checks the weather forecast, so he comes prepared. I had no choice but to run all the way, sprinting home at a sprint speed of 100 meters.

But he has not yet escaped the fate of being a drowned rat. On the third day, I brought all the tools and of course checked the weather forecast, which said it would be sunny.

After my father went out, I immediately followed him on a bicycle. After a while, my father stopped in front of a remote alley, and I braked quickly.

Dad walked in quickly and walked into a simple room. What is dad going to do? Robbery is impossible, and our family is not short of money.

The situation did not allow me to think randomly, so I stared at the room in trance. A few minutes passed, and I saw my father slowly pushing the wheelchair out. Who was the person in the wheelchair? I followed again, and my father pushed slowly.

I looked at the watch I carried with me. It was half past five. Ten minutes later, my father slowly pushed his wheelchair up the mountain. I saw my father take something out of his arms. I took a closer look.

Oh, it’s grandma’s reading glasses. What did Dad want to do? I saw Dad put it on the person in the wheelchair and said, "Mom, it will be much better if you put it on."

What! That's grandma. I understand, my father is with my grandma every day, and I see my father and grandma talking constantly.

I was thinking about grandma in my mind. Five years ago, my grandma lost the ability to move her legs due to illness.

My father couldn’t bear it and took my grandma to our house. My mother thought it was too troublesome to take care of her because her legs were sick, so she wanted to move her back to the original house. My mother argued every day, and in the end they were so quarrelsome that they wanted a divorce. Grandma said I should leave, so I left. Don't get divorced, this is related to Linlin's future! So grandma left without saying a word.

After that, there was no memory. At the end of the conversation, my father actually knelt down in front of grandma and said, "It's all my fault for being unfilial and unable to let you enjoy family happiness."

I also walked out and knelt down to grandma, and my father saw me. I was very surprised, and I said to my father: "From now on, I will accompany grandma with you..." After hearing this, grandma shed two lines of hot tears on her face.

My father’s secret was finally revealed, and I learned something from it. From now on, I will no longer be a snoozer. I will get up early every day and be my father's "little tail". 4. Composition: My Father's Secret, 600 words.

It was a dark night outside the door, with neither stars nor moon in the sky. This dark night was indeed a bit scary. The bean-like electric lights in the room only dimly illuminated a mottled black shadow on the wall. I read hard while sitting close to the light bulb.

My father had just returned from drinking at his aunt’s house. Seeing that the room was very dark, he asked: "伢, why don’t you light a candle?"

I said just light it and save the candle. .

"That's okay, don't hurt your eyes." The father took out the candle and struck a match, and the room suddenly became much brighter.

I continued to read my book. My father sat in front of the bed for a long time without saying a word. I felt a little puzzled, so I asked: "Dad, what's wrong with you?"

"伢, dad wants to..." My father stood up, but he hesitated to speak.

"Dad, just tell me if you have anything to say, okay?"

"Well, for the past six months or so, dad has often suffered from insomnia at night, as if he had done something wrong, and every time I opened my eyes and looked at the dark surroundings. I really didn’t know what to do. I came home for a while and it was hard to sit down or stand up. Today you are at home. Dad has made a big decision and wants to tell you. A secret."

A secret? What other secrets does father have? In my memory, my father seems to have no secrets. He never hides anything from us, just like the old pear tree behind the house, which bears sweet and big pears every year and never lies to us. Father him? I raised my suspicious eyes and looked at my father, but my father's eyes told me: this is true.

"Do you still remember that last summer, my father and Uncle Lepei transported (transported) watermelons to Pingxiang to sell?"

I said I remembered, but it was half a year ago, right? , is there anything to talk about?

"Did you know that in fact, I didn't make any money at all that time? Instead, I lost hundreds of dollars."

Lost? I was so surprised that I looked away from the book. No way! Didn't my father clearly tell my mother and me at that time that if we made a little money, we would be able to pay back a store credit? We all believed it, so how could we lose money?

"Of course you don't know, but you also know your mother's temper. If she knew she had lost money, she would definitely argue with dad again when she gets home." The father paused, "Dad looked at You are still studying. If you see us arguing when you get home, you are afraid that it will have a bad impact on you, so, so..."

"Dad, stop talking." I interrupted. Father's words. Suddenly, my nose felt sour and my throat felt like something was blocked. In the blurred vision, there is a field of cabbage cultivated by my father. The yellowing cabbage leaves contain so many secrets! But once peeled off, it is so transparent and pure, like picking up a heavy memory.

"Dad usually never hides things from you. The reason why I have to hide it from you is because I have no choice! Thinking about it makes me feel uncomfortable. Dad hopes that you will be happy when you go home and feel at ease when you go back to school! This money is Later, your brother sent money from Guangdong to make up for it, but your mother didn't know." My father said softly. Under the candlelight, the square face was very red, and the hair that had just been cut stood on end, looking very excited.

"伢, Dad is telling you this today because you have grown up and become more or less sensible! I hope you don't tell your mother about this secret, ah!"

I tried my best He nodded and said nothing more, but tears fell. My mind went blank, as if it had just been washed, and then I only felt a fresh and bright river flowing, flowing...

The candle was burning brightly, and the candlelight flickered, like the father's expectation in the dark night eyes. 5. (Dad’s Secret) Composition

“What!” I was shocked. It turned out that this was Dad’s secret. I suddenly realized that I seemed to regret knowing this secret too early...

"It's my mother's birthday in a few days, what should I give her?" I sat at the desk and said to myself. .

Suddenly, my father walked in and said quietly to me: "Mom's birthday will be in a few days. Don't forget to give me a gift!" I said feebly: "I'm thinking about it now!" Suddenly, my eyes fell. Taking the box in my father's hand, I asked: "Dad, what is this?" "Oh, it's nothing... this, that, oh, by the way, I'm going to work." After that, I walked away without looking back. .

"No, there must be something in dad's box. I have to go and take a look tonight. Dad must have something in his heart..." I couldn't wait to know, so I secretly made up my mind...

"Dad, you're back. Let me help you get something!" I was about to take the thing from my father's hand, but my father became vigilant and said a little unnaturally: "Hey, no, I Just...I can take it in myself." After saying that, he walked into the room. "Damn it, the plan failed again!" I thought to myself, so I had to look for the next opportunity.

After dinner, my parents were sitting on the sofa chatting. I deliberately made an excuse and said: "Dad, my pen is broken. Can you lend me yours?" Dad said: "You put it Show me the pen." My heart skipped a beat and I said, "I forgot to take the one I had that day and put it in your drawer. Lend me the key and return it to you right away." Dad said, "Okay, I'll give it to you. Go get it for you." Just as I was about to get up, my mother said, "Just give her the key. Why do you have to open it?" I took the key gently and took a long breath. 6. Dad’s Secret Composition

I don’t know what happened these two days, but my dad has been acting a little strange. He took a pack of cigarettes the day before yesterday, and another pack yesterday. Seeing that the number of cigarettes in the house was decreasing day by day, could it be that Dad's addiction to smoking has relapsed? But if I keep holding cigarettes, wouldn't my father be afraid that I would see him and report him to my mother? I decided to get to the bottom of it.

This morning, as soon as I opened my eyes, I found my father checking to see if my mother was awake, and then secretly ran to the cabinet, as if he was looking for something. After a while, Dad took out a pack of cigarettes. I was puzzled: Didn’t Dad just get a pack of cigarettes yesterday? Could it be that he had already... I decided to observe Dad during breakfast, lunch and when I got home from school. In the morning, when I was savoring my beloved noodles with relish, a thick smell of smoke penetrated my nose. I looked up and haha, the "target" took action. I secretly remembered that there were twenty cigarettes per day, and there were still nineteen left to smoke. When I finished my noodles, I noticed that Target had lit another cigarette. Ha, there are eighteen left. After my father sent me to the school gate, I ran to a hidden place and observed my father carefully. As I expected, my father stamped out the cigarettes he had finished smoking, took out a cigarette box, held one in his mouth, lit it with a lighter, and started "smoking". I was extremely angry. If he continued like this, adding the remaining seventeen cigarettes given by others, how many cigarettes would he smoke in one morning?

At noon, while my father was cooking, I quickly found the cigarette case from his clothes and counted it carefully. Oh my god, there were only ten cigarettes left. I quickly put them away and put them with me. The small book he carries says: Dad smokes 3 cigarettes in the morning, 7 cigarettes in the morning, and none at noon.

I just got home after school in the afternoon. I saw my father smoked two cigarettes and then threw away the cigarette case. When I saw this, I quickly added in my notebook: I smoked 8 cigarettes at work and 2 at home in the afternoon, totaling 20 cigarettes.

My mother came back. After I finished my homework, I saw that my father was not at home, so I told my mother: "Report to the 'leader', the 'deputy leader' smoked 3 cigarettes in the morning, 7 cigarettes in the morning, and none at noon." , 8 cigarettes at home, totaling 20 cigarettes. The report is completed. "My mother said: "Scout, these situations are very important, you continue tomorrow!" "Yes! He responded and saluted by the way.

When I was watching TV, I saw an advertisement for "Quick Quit". It said: "Smoking for a long time will lead to liver cancer." When I heard this, I couldn't help but feel a tremor in my heart. Dad's body became worried. I secretly made up my mind that tomorrow I will "educate" my father and let him know the dangers of smoking.

In the past, my father was like a standard clock every morning. He always went out to exercise, buy groceries, and breakfast at five o'clock, and came home at six o'clock. But recently the "standard clock" has failed, and he always doesn't get home until six-thirty, which makes the family's breakfast time very tight. One day, I couldn't help but ask my dad: "Why are you late coming home?" Dad refused to tell, and just said with a smile: "It's a secret."

So, I racked my brains and figured out Come up with a clever plan. Get up at five o'clock tomorrow morning. When dad leaves, I will follow him to see what dad is doing.

The next day, I got up at five o'clock, but my father didn't leave. After waiting for more than a minute, I finally couldn't bear the attack of sleepiness and fell asleep again. When I got up, my father had already gone home. I said to myself, you are really incompetent. So, I made up my mind to get up at 4:50 tomorrow and hit myself when I wanted to sleep.

The "ding ring bell" alarm woke me up from my deep sleep. I lay on the bed and watched my father's every move. After dad got dressed, he took something from the cabinet and left in a hurry. I got dressed and tiptoed to the cabinet. Just when I wanted to see what my dad was holding, I suddenly heard my mom talking. I was so scared that I ran out of the door.

When I walked outside the door, I saw my father running fiercely. I quickly followed my father and ran all the way. At this time, Dad stopped in front of a small alley, and I braked quickly. Dad walked in and then into a room. What is dad going to do? Robbery is impossible, and our family is not short of money. The situation did not allow me to think too much, so I stared at the room in trance.

A few minutes passed, and my father came out pushing the wheelchair. Who was the person in the wheelchair? I followed again, and my father pushed slowly. I looked at the watch I carried with me. It was half past five. Ten minutes later, my father and the man in the wheelchair went up the mountain. I saw my father taking something out of his arms. I looked closely and saw that it was my grandma's reading glasses. I saw my father put them on the man in the wheelchair and said: " Mom, it will feel better if you put it on. "What, that's grandma." I understand, my father is with my grandma every day, and I see my father and grandma talking constantly. I was thinking about grandma in my mind. Five years ago, my grandma lost the ability to move her legs due to illness. My father brought my grandma to our house. My mother thought that her legs were sick and it would be troublesome to take care of her. She wanted to move her back to the original house. But my father refused to live with me, so my father and my mother quarreled every day. In the end, they were so quarreling that they wanted to get divorced. Grandma said I'm leaving, I'm leaving, and she left. After that, there was no memory. At the end of the conversation, my father actually knelt down in front of grandma and said, "It's all my fault for being unfilial and failing to let you enjoy family happiness." I also walked out and knelt down in front of grandma, and my father saw me. I was very surprised, and I said to my father: "From now on, I will accompany my grandma with you..."

Dad's secret was revealed, and I also learned from it. From now on, I will no longer be a snoozer. I will get up early every day and be my father's "little tail". 7. An essay about my father's secret "I discovered my father's secret" My father always gets up at 6:30.

Just write about where your father went and what useful things he did. Follow him as much as possible. twists and turns), and finally came to a place. It turned out that dad was doing something useful, so you worked with him (write down why it should be a secret, why dad wanted to hide it). In the end, you felt that today was very rewarding. What is next? This is a sample essay. Dad used to get up at 6:30. But this time he got up at 6:00. What's going on? In order to find out this matter, I actually followed my father that day. I decided to use breakfast, lunch and the time when I got home from school to observe my father. In the morning, when I was tasting my beloved noodles with relish, I felt a strong smell. The strong smell of smoke penetrated my nose. I looked up and, haha, the "target" took action. I secretly remembered that there were twenty cigarettes in one and nineteen left. When I finished eating the noodles At that time, I found that the "target" lit another cigarette. Ha, there were eighteen cigarettes left. After my father sent me to the school gate, I ran to a hidden place and observed my father carefully. As expected, the old man Dad stomped out the cigarettes he had finished smoking, then took out the cigarette case, took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, lit it with a lighter, and started "smoking". I was extremely angry, and I wanted to continue like this for the remaining seventeen One cigarette plus those given by others, how many cigarettes does he smoke in one morning? At noon, while my father was cooking, I quickly found the cigarette case from his clothes and counted it carefully. Oh my god, there were only ten cigarettes left. I quickly put them away and wrote in the small notebook I carried with me: Dad smoked 3 cigarettes in the morning, 7 in the morning, and none at noon. I just got home after school in the afternoon, and I saw my dad smoked two cigarettes and then threw away the cigarette case. When I saw this, I quickly added a sentence in my notebook: Smoking at work in the afternoon. I bought 8 cigarettes and smoked 2 cigarettes at home, totaling 20 cigarettes. My mother came back and I finished my homework. When I saw that my father was not at home, I told my mother: "Report to the 'head', the 'deputy head' will be here in the morning." I smoked 3 cigarettes, 7 in the morning, none at noon, 8 in the afternoon, and 2 at home, totaling 20 cigarettes. Exactly one pack, report completed." Mom said: "Scout, these situations are very important. You continue tomorrow!" "Yes!" I responded and saluted. When I was watching TV, I saw an advertisement for "Quick Quit". It said: "Smoking for a long time will cause Liver cancer." When I heard this, I couldn't help but tremble in my heart and started to worry about my father's health. I secretly made up my mind that tomorrow I would "educate" my father and let him know the dangers of smoking. 8. I discovered my father's secret composition

In the past, my father was like a "standard clock" every morning, always going to buy groceries at five o'clock and coming home at six o'clock.

However, the "standard clock" has failed recently. When he goes out to buy groceries, he always doesn't come home until half past six, which makes the family's breakfast time very tight. One day, I couldn't help but ask my dad: "Why do you come home so late?" He smiled and said to me: "It's a secret."

That night, I was lying on the bed I tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. The mystery of my father's secret kept lingering in my mind. "Did something happen? No! I want to be a little detective to solve this mystery! Tomorrow morning... yes! Just do it!" I muttered quietly.

I immediately grabbed the small alarm clock... "ding ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding." I put on my clothes and followed my father quietly out of the house. I hid behind a tree for a while and next to the car for a while.

I did every move I could imagine.

Seeing that we were about to arrive at the garden in the middle of the street, I thought: What is dad doing in the garden if he doesn't go shopping so early in the morning? As soon as I arrived at the garden in the middle of the street, I was shocked. There were many people exercising in the garden. I hid in the grass and saw my father playing knife with the old man for a while; doing sit-ups for a while; skipping rope on the grass for a while... until half past five. At that time, he rushed to the vegetable market. Of course, I was not willing to give in. I was afraid that my father would be lazy again and chased me. It was not until my father came home that I returned home.

It turns out that dad is exercising! I think too much. Dad’s secret was revealed, and I also realized a truth: to work well and study well, you must have a good body. How important it is to exercise! From now on, I will no longer be a snoozer. I will get up half an hour early every day and become my father's "apprentice".