Write a composition about my father.

Written in father 1 flowers thank the grass, because the green of the grass sets off the beauty of flowers; Grass thanks the big tree, because the shelter of the big tree makes grass grow sturdily; The big tree thanks the land, because the fertility of the land makes the big tree grow more lush and tall. Our growth is inseparable from the care and encouragement of our parents. For us, parents have made great efforts.

I am 1 1 years old this year. In this 1 1 year, it was my parents who taught me to walk and talk, and it was my parents who taught me the truth of being a man. They work hard to make money for our school, wash our clothes and cook ... it's too difficult!

I remember one night it was raining cats and dogs. I suddenly had a high fever and my forehead was burning. My parents quickly picked me up and ran to and from the hospital. "Mom, I'm cold!" "I said, my father quickly took off his clothes and put them on me. It was raining harder and harder, hitting my parents mercilessly, while I was lying in my parents' warm arms without any rain.

Finally arrived at the hospital, the doctor took my temperature and said to my parents, "Fortunately, it was delivered in time, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable!" "Mom and dad registered, give me medicine. Then I fell asleep in a daze.

When I woke up, I found my mother was pouring water for me. I was shocked when she turned her head. My mother's eyes are covered with bloodshot and dark circles. She didn't sleep a wink all night. I was so distressed that I threw myself into my mother's arms and cried.

Mom and dad, I will study hard, make progress every day and repay you with the best results!

Dad, I saw such a news on the Internet: Scientists' research shows that passive smokers are more harmful than active smokers. A little girl died of cancer because of long-term secondhand smoke.

After reading this news, I am so worried about the health of our family.

I remember once, you smoked on the balcony. You are lying on the sofa, half-squinting and crossing your legs. Surrounded by smoke, you indulge in it, as if you have forgotten yourself. I saw that you still had my math weekend homework and cram school paper in your hand, so I called out, "Dad, you don't have to smoke when you check my math homework, do you?" "oh! If I don't smoke, I can't think of the answer and my brain won't turn. " I had to nod helplessly.

I lay on the glass door of the balcony and waited quietly. I saw you finish your first cigarette. When you took out the second cigarette from the cigarette case, I said, "Dad, stop smoking!" " "You said," it's not over yet! "I'll wait for you to finish two cigarettes. When you lit the fourth cigarette, I flew into a rage and shouted, "You have smoked three cigarettes, and this is the fourth!" " ! !" And you smiled disapprovingly and said, "Really? Why don't I know? " You look down at the ashtray and say, "OK! I won't smoke after smoking this one. "

Dad, you know what? Smoking twenty cigarettes is equivalent to wasting three years of life. Quit smoking! Please give up smoking for you and for my mother and me.

My father is thirty-eight years old. He has bright eyes under his thick black eyebrows. He is very energetic, but he has a big problem: he likes smoking.

Once I saw on TV that I had smoked for 20 years, and my lungs were like a hornet's nest, and my heart was heavy. As soon as Dad came home from work, I said eagerly, "Dad, I don't want your lungs to become a hornet's nest." He repeatedly said, "well, I'll never smoke again." But he couldn't help himself, so I decided to help my father quit smoking.

First, I tried my best to hide the cigarette, but he always found it when he rummaged through everything and spat at me proudly. Later, I filled an empty Mu Si bottle with water. As soon as I saw my father smoking, I rushed up to spray with a homemade "fire extinguisher". My father dodged left and right and had to put out his cigarette. Later, as long as he picked up the cigarette and didn't light it, I said, "Ah? "hornet's nest" ... "It seems that this trick is quite useful. Dad hasn't smoked for a long time. After a while, I want to check whether my father still smokes. When my father got off work, I deliberately put a cigarette on the coffee table and hid behind the door, waiting for the result. When my father came back, he began to do housework without looking.

I'm so excited that my father finally gave up smoking!

Some dads are like the warm sunshine in the morning, with mild temper, some dads are like the fiery sunset in the evening sky, and some dads are like the moon at night, which is very indifferent. And my father is the first kind-gentle father.

On one occasion, I played a prank with my little friend and was discovered by my father. The child was beaten by his father at that time. I thought to myself: my partner was punished so severely by his father that it would definitely not come to a good end! Either get a "slap beef" or eat a "bamboo shoot fried meat"; But I never imagined that my father didn't beat and scold me, but reasoned with me seriously. I was flushed by my father's words and bowed my head in shame. Since then, I have never done anything wrong.

You may think that my father was in a good mood, but in fact, my father has always been persuasive. I still remember that I only got 92 points in the second grade Chinese monthly exam. Usually, my father has higher requirements for my study, and the teacher asks my parents to check the papers and sign them. Isn't this "adding fuel to the fire" and "adding insult to injury"? When I came home trembling, I heard what my parents seemed to be arguing about. I had to go to my desk in frustration and do my homework absently. After finishing my homework, I walked slowly to my father and handed him the test paper. After reading it many times, my father said, "Not bad! All the mistakes have been corrected, and we must work hard next time. " After listening to this sentence, I secretly made up my mind to read more books and make sentences frequently in the future. Sure enough, many things happen. I got 98.5 points in the final exam.

Do you think I can not like my amiable, respectable and reasonable father?

Composition 5 on the topic of father! Speaking of father, I can't finish talking! But my father has a biggest hobby, playing basketball.

My father has a square face and a pair of black-rimmed glasses on his high nose. He is humorous, so he has a big mouth. What I like most with him is the eyebrows that I can't bear to look straight. Our eyebrows are carved from the same mold, but the eyebrows are lighter in color. He looks like an official, but will he boast that he is a teacher? But it doesn't look like basketball material at all. But he is really a basketball fan.

Once after school, I had to study English at night. I stood anxiously at the school gate waiting for my father to pick me up, just like ants on hot bricks. After a while, I couldn't wait, so I called him. The answer is not dad's voice, but the number you dialed is not answered. Please dial later ... I'll call him again, and the result is still the same. Finally, I have to use my killer: call my mother! Sure enough, after a while, my father rushed in wearing a basketball suit and said, "I just want to play a basketball game, and several teachers from the second primary school are also there." I really can't afford the time! " "I forgave him after all.

In recent weeks, my father was transferred to Chixi Town as the deputy mayor. I heard him say on the phone, "I have no time to read after work these days." I just felt a little uncomfortable when I went in, so I went to play basketball every night to relax. " Playing basketball again!

Although my father is a basketball fan and always plays basketball and has no time to accompany me, I will still support his hobby!

Taking my father as the topic, composition 6 Caring is caring, which is everywhere around us. Everyone needs care, and care is indispensable in life. Others have given us care, and we should also care more about others, so that the world will be full of love.

I don't remember how much love our parents gave us, but I still remember one thing clearly.

I remember it was a sunny morning. I had a good class and the sky was gloomy. Soon, it began to rain slightly in Mao Mao. After school, many parents took their children home. When I am almost alone, I am in a hurry. I wonder why my father didn't pick me up, and the more I think about it, the more anxious I am. Suddenly, the children squeaked. I thought it was my father. It turned out that a gust of wind blew into the classroom.

I don't know how long I've been crying, but someone seems to call me downstairs. I went out to watch it. Yes, it's dad. I rushed downstairs. Unexpectedly, the sky seemed to be against me, and it rained heavily. Dad told me not to move, walked up to me step by step, smiled at me for a while and said, "Xiaoyu, it's dad's fault. Dad shouldn't pick you up so late." I said no, "Dad, you're not wrong." I told you, we walked home step by step, all the way. Dad pushed the umbrella to my side several times. I pushed it back bit by bit, but it was all pushed back by my father. When I got home, I hugged my father and said, "Dad, I love you. Thank you for taking care of me." "Say something stupid. Dad loves you, too." Dad said with a smile, and I hugged him tightly.

The love of parents is great, the love of teachers is selfless, and the love of classmates is sincere. Students, let's change our lives with love!

My father is not tall, but his nose is tall and straight. Small head, thin body, people are particularly smart. I always like to wear slippers. If you know him, you will find that he is a "multi-functional" father.

Dad is very strict. When I make a few mistakes on some issues, he will get angry and throw my book away. Once, he found a few dollars in my schoolbag. He was so angry that he threw away all my schoolbags. Fortunately, every time he gets angry, he will patiently reason with me until I understand. Many things in my life are so strict with me.

Dad has many advantages. Diligence and frugality are his greatest strengths. The pair of slippers that I always like to wear at ordinary times have broken down several times and I can't bear to throw them away. Instead, he continued to pierce them with wire. Go out to play with him. He always brings a bottle of water from home and always takes the bus when he is free. Also, my father cooks every day. I like to eat the dishes cooked by my father. I often say to my father, "If you take part in the cooking competition, you will definitely win the first place." Dad likes playing computer. When he is free, he is always with the computer. I think he is a computer expert. If I meet something I don't understand, he always helps me find it on the computer quickly. Of course, besides these, he also likes traveling and fishing.

I love my father, and I am proud of having a "multi-functional" father.

My father is a teacher. Although he is strict in appearance, he cares about me. Once, I was sick and my mother was out of town. Dad asked for leave to take care of me. Dad stayed by my side all day, feeding water and medicine from time to time. It was a hot summer, very hot. Father shook a fan for me, but he was sweating like a pig. He said to me, "As long as you get better quickly and suffer more, my father is willing." .

A few days later, my illness recovered, but my father lost weight. I really appreciate my father. Another holiday trip, I took a bus all day and got carsick and vomited. Dad hugged me, let me sit on his lap, patted me on the back to make me feel better, and kept comforting me and telling me stories to distract me. I said to my father, "I will never travel again." It is simply a hell on earth. " Dad teased me and said, "What a small ambition! Dad will take you out in the future, but really can't. Dad will be your crutch. "

I was amused by my father, and at the same time I deeply felt that I was immersed in a deep and broad fatherly love. In this final exam, I blamed myself for my poor grades. I haven't thought about tea and rice for days. Dad saw it in his eyes and told me at the dinner table that even on the battlefield, there was no ever-victorious general. Find the reason and take a warning. You can't help eating. People are iron rice and steel, and you are hungry without eating.

Say that finish, I handed a bowl of rice to my hand. When I saw it, it was full of my favorite food, and I couldn't help crying. My father is really a good father, and I keep moving forward with his love and encouragement.

My father wears glasses. My father's hair is messy, and my hair is not messy. Dad writes a good composition, but I write a messy composition. Dad will teach me seriously. I either don't have a center or a summary, or I have fewer words and more words, or my language is repetitive. Now my composition is not messy, and my father hasn't taught me for a long time.

Dad always tells me what he has to say with his eyes. My father reminded me with his eyes when I made a mistake, encouraged me with his eyes when I was discouraged, praised me with his eyes when I was successful, told me with his eyes that you could do it when I was sick, and told me not to get too carried away when I was happy.

My father and mother both want me to be a soldier. I don't like it. I prefer airplane models. The difference between my father and me is: my favorite color, my father likes blue, and I like emerald. My hobbies are different. Father likes reading books, reading newspapers and listening to jokes, while I like flying models, inventing and experimenting. My father and I are in the same place. My father likes the same subjects, as well as my favorite essays and books.

Dad and I both like science and experiments. I used to like playing with colors and mixing colors with rainbows. I used to mix colors, because there were many colors, it turned black and was thrown away. Dad took the watch apart when he was young and couldn't put it together. I once caught an ant and drowned it in the water. I put another ant in a box, covered it and suffocated. I froze the remaining ants in the ice, and the last one disappeared next to a stone.

This is me and dad. Are we similar?

After dinner, my father and I went to the bathroom to take a bath. Dad wiped my neck and ears with soap and said, "behind my ears is a place to hide evil people and practices, so I need to scrub more."

Dad's idiom immediately aroused my interest. You know, I am also a master of idioms. I said cheerfully, "Dad, let's say idioms by body parts while taking a shower."

"Good, good. Today, a father and son will talk about idioms. " Dad said, pointing to his eyes and ears.

"Listening to the ears is false, seeing is believing, looking around and looking forward." After one breath, I touched my father's back and chest playfully and said, "What's the idiom?"

Dad shook his head and said, "For example, someone is extremely knowledgeable, and most people can only' look back';" It is a metaphor for having a comprehensive plan before doing things, which is called' having answers'. "Then he rubbed his stomach and asked me," Do you know any idioms about the organs in his stomach? "

"I have a lot of idioms in my stomach. Loyal, sincere, heartfelt, knowledgeable ... "I spoke plausibly and my father spoke. I wittily pointed to my father's mouth and said, "There are idioms here, too. That is grinning, and the lips are dead and the teeth are cold. "

Just when I was proud, my father hit my head and made me see stars. I was thinking. Father said: "There is an idiom on the forehead, which is called' overwhelmed'."

On my dad 1 1 What about me? Just an ordinary junior high school student, his father is also an ordinary migrant worker, and his father is a hothead. He is as persistent and stubborn as his father in the steps, but he loves his children as much as his father in the back, but he doesn't know how to express his love for them. In my heart. My father is great. He propped up the sky in our house with his thin shoulders. I love my father. This kind of love is not only affection, but also gratitude and respect.

Once, my aunt and I went to the city and stopped by my father's work. That was when my father was working at the height of 12 floor. As soon as we go, we'll get someone to call him down. When my father came down, he was sweating profusely, his neck was tanned and his hands were covered with many small ditches. The villagers said: people with blood fever work like this in summer. I couldn't help crying at that time. I didn't let my father see it I'm afraid he will be sad. My hands are so thin and my father's hands are so thick. Some people laugh at migrant workers, but you can't live in a building without them!

Father is simple and grateful. I won't use beautiful words to describe him, I can only use my simple handwriting to write how a man propped up a home with his thin shoulders. He is a migrant worker and his identity cannot be changed. I don't want to change anything. Some city people think they are noble, but they look down on people like migrant workers. In my opinion, I especially despise them. Without migrant workers, who will do the dirty work? Rural people have dignity and should not be laughed at. For the sake of my parents and myself, I must study hard and let the city people know that good students can be handed over without a good teaching environment.

Others compare with my parents, and I will compare with others tomorrow.

My father is a policeman, wearing a navy uniform and a national emblem. He looks handsome and powerful. Dad loves the work of the people's police very much. He often washes his police uniform clean and dresses neatly at all times. He always said that the police should be like the police. He is always conscientious in his work. My father is the supervisor of the sentry box, responsible for the city's public security prevention work. The workload is heavy and the task is heavy. I have to come back to the three sentry boxes in the city every day to check, and my work is not allowed. Unlike other units, I have fixed working hours. As long as there is a situation and a task, my father will immediately carry it out. On one occasion, Luzhou leaders came to Gu Lin to attend the "Sidu Chishui Celebrating the 70th Anniversary of the Red Army". Dad is very busy to ensure safety. Father seldom went home in those days, and he was on duty every day. Father's duty time is from 3 am to 6 am, and he is not late or leaves early. This is my father. He is a policeman. Although my father's work is hard, I have never heard him say that I am bitter. He is always cheerful. Once I asked him, "Dad, you worked so hard, and you didn't see the leader give you a bonus, and you didn't see any great achievements." Are you worth it? " Whenever this happens, my father always smiles and says to me, "Son, we are policemen to keep one side safe. As long as the people are well-being, it is worthwhile for me to suffer and be tired again. " If you want to talk about bonuses and military medals, peace is the biggest reward for me and the highest medal of honor. "

After listening to my father's simple and philosophical words. I was filled with emotion, so I quickly picked up a pen and wrote down my composition topic in my composition book: My father.

In my memory, almost every summer, my father will take me to travel. I have been to Taohua Island, Changxing Island, Yandang Mountain and Hainan.

This summer vacation, my father took me to Lianyungang to play. We went by bus, and we came to Huaguo Mountain, the legendary hometown of the Monkey King. Guo Hua, with mountains, water and the famous "water curtain cave" at home and abroad, has a faint peach blossom fragrance. When we walked to water curtain cave from a narrow passage where only one person could pass, my father and I were all splashed with small drops of water. We bypassed the back of the waterfall and entered the cave. It was dark in the cave, and two pillars made of stone stood, which was very scary. I quickly called my father out and listened to my aunt's guidance. Many tourists put on slippers to soak their feet, and my father and I also put on the slippers they gave me. "How cool!" "It seems that the dust and fatigue all the way were washed away at once. Finally, we came to the beach. From a distance, there are three sand sculptures sitting on the beach. When we take a closer look, it is Guanyin, Tang Priest, Master and Apprentice, and Erlang God. I didn't go swimming because I had a small cut on my calf. With nothing to do, I just played bungee jumping on the beach. The external image of this bungee jumping is capital m, which is three stories high. People fly into the air like birds and throw them back. This kind of feeling is not experienced by the human body.

The two-day tour of Lianyungang will soon be over, but the scenery there often appears in my mind. Goodbye, Lianyungang!

My father is a computer designer. He is tall and has black hair, which makes him look proud. Dad's chin is covered with a beard like a steel needle. Whenever he is free to sit down, he always likes to stab me in the face with his beard, which often makes me red and painful. Dad knows a lot of knowledge! He often tells me magical and interesting science stories and often plays chess with me. Dad is very concerned about my growth and always tries to exercise me in many ways. That was when I was six or seven years old. Once, there were not enough onions to cook at home, so I lay on the sofa and watched the cartoons of Journey to the West comfortably. Father said, "Obviously, there are not enough onions at home. Go to the market and buy some onions! " I lounged on the sofa and said, "All right." Later, my father gave me one yuan to pay attention to traffic safety. Call "1 10" to call the police when you meet a bad guy; ……。

Then I went out with the money. When I arrived at the food market, I found the stall selling onions and said to the onion seller, "I want a handful of onions. How much is it?" "Sixty cents!" The man replied. I gave him one yuan, counted the change and left the market. I walked on my way back in fear and trembling. Suddenly, I found a familiar figure staring at me under the wall in the distance. Ah! It's dad. I ran quickly and threw myself into my father's arms. I know that my father let me go out alone for the first time and only protected me in the dark when I was worried. At this time, my heart is full of happiness and gratitude. Look, how much my father cares about me!

On the second day of summer vacation, that is, July 20 1 1 year 14, my father took me to Shenyang Bashu Automobile Maintenance Factory to have my car repaired.

As soon as I walked into the garage, it opened my eyes. Rows of spacious and tall commercial vehicles of various brands were neatly arranged there. When my father and I approached the car, they looked very short.

Dad's car is a special transport vehicle for commercial vehicles. It is 35 meters long and 8 meters wide. This is the first time I have seen such a big car. How spectacular! This car can carry twelve jeeps. Last time, it was loaded with fifteen racing cars for the Zhangye Rally in Gansu.

Dad has been to Guangzhou and Shenzhen in the south by this car; I have been to Harbin and Changchun in Heilongjiang Province. I have been to Wuhan, the thoroughfare of nine provinces; I have been to Changsha and Hengyang in Hunan. I have been to Tianjin, a municipality directly under the central government; I have been to Liuzhou, Guilin and Nanning in Guangxi Zhuang Autonomous Region. I have also been to Lanzhou, the capital of Gansu Province.

Since nine o'clock in the morning, my father has hired several repairmen. The maintenance record of the car is introduced in detail. Dad cooperated well with several repairmen. First check and repair the engine and circuit system, then check the braking device, and finally check the front and rear tires.

After a day's repair, the car was finally repaired, and dad could drive around the country again.