Ba ba Chu yi composition

In real life or work and study, everyone will inevitably come into contact with composition, which can vent their emotions and adjust their mood. Do you know how to write a good composition? The following is my father's composition in senior one, I hope it will help everyone.

My father has curly hair, a red mole the size of mung bean on his forehead, and a tall nose under a pair of black eyes. Guess what? My father is a TV fan. My father likes watching football games. When China scored, he jumped up and shouted. When China lost, he became depressed and depressed. He also likes watching war movies. When he saw the wonderful place, his eyes didn't blink, and his mother couldn't even hear him eating.

Dad is particularly involved in watching TV. Once, my father came home from work, made a cup of tea, stepped into the living room, picked up the remote control, turned on the TV, sat on the sofa, crossed his legs, smoked a cigarette and watched the ball game with relish. You see, he is walking on cloud while watching TV. Television is like a magic magnet, which attracts my father firmly. He leaned forward and stared at the screen tightly, as if afraid that it would slip away at once. Suddenly, the China team scored a goal, and the TV fan's father suddenly stood up from the sofa, jumping and screaming. I watched my father skipping and thinking: Dad is really like a child! Maybe he's thirsty. Dad picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, then went to the kitchen to spit it out. He frowned and said, "This tea tastes really strange today! It's terrible! " I went over to have a look. God, it turned out that my father was so fascinated by watching TV that he used the teacup as an ashtray and threw all the ashes into it. The teacup was full of ashes. I couldn't help laughing, and my father smiled when he saw what he had done.

Anyway, this is my "TV fan" dad, which is interesting enough!

My father is a soldier, and there has always been a saying in my heart-military orders are like mountains.

My father has thick eyebrows, bright squints, a straight nose, a small mouth and a strong body.

My family moved from Xinjiang to Jiangsu in August. A few days after arriving in Jiangsu, I received a phone call asking my father to join the team. I don't want to, because my father left my mother and me in Jiangsu and went back to Xinjiang alone. I cried. I hope dad won't leave us in a strange environment. Dad told me this sentence-military orders are like mountains. From these words that are as light as a feather but as heavy as Mount Tai, I know that a soldier's father is a good soldier. It keeps coming to my mind. After receiving the call, my father who had a good rest left my mother and me in the street and joined the team. How many reunion dinners have I spent with my mother, and how many promises have not been fulfilled again and again. I know that my father, as a soldier, is the most important thing in my heart. The most inviolable thing is military orders.

These days with my father, my father knows that my English is weak. My father grasps English for me every day and tells me how to improve my English. In these days, I feel that he is not only a famous soldier, but also a competent and good father. Dad, I love you!

My father is fat and tall, with a watermelon belly; He has a pair of bright eyes under his thick eyebrows. His eyes are fierce. He is gentle when he is happy and scary when he is angry.

When I was in the third grade, my handwriting was poor. My father told me that pen writing has a wide range of uses and primary schools must practice it well. My father introduced me to the copybook specially written by Uncle Pang Zhonghua, the most famous hard-pen calligrapher in China, and I took a quick look. Wow! The handwriting inside is really beautiful. Originally, I thought my handwriting was quite good, and the teacher praised me for my neat handwriting. But compared with this, the words I wrote are not called a word, and the lines of words are just rows of small ants.

Dad encouraged me to say, "Your goal is to write beautiful words like Uncle Pang Zhonghua." Embarrassed, I said, "Do you still want me to surpass Uncle Pang Zhonghua?" Dad touched me and said, "Of course, as long as you have perseverance, nothing is impossible." Dad's eyes sparkled with kindness.

Last semester, I made a mistake at school, and my mother took me back from school. When I heard my father's car, I knew my father had come back. My heart is pounding at the thought of being criticized this time. Sure enough, my dad asked me what I did at school as soon as he came in. I looked into my father's eyes. I was so scared that I told him everything and promised him that I wouldn't make the same mistake again. But in order for me to correct this mistake, my father's big hand hit my little hand several times. Although my hand hurts, I know my father did it for me.

As the days passed, I grew up with my father's care, education and love. Dad, I can feel your love for me. Thank you.

My father's composition 4, the first day, I read its meaning from my father's melancholy eyes.

Dad is a tea farmer. Apart from his familiarity and interest in the tea industry, he has almost no other hobbies. Every year when tea grows vigorously, it is the busiest time in our family. Most of the family's income also depends on fried tea, but this year, ...

Dad had a serious illness before, and he has been in poor health. Doctors often tell him not to be too tired, but dad just can't help himself, and he still works day and night for this family. No, my father was admitted to the hospital again this spring.

Originally, my father had many plans to make a fortune in this year's tea festival. Now it seems to be ruined. Dad is very anxious and frustrated. He looked at the green outside the window all day and was reluctant to leave for a long time. He is looking at his favorite tea. Whenever other tea farmers pretend to stir-fry tea in the middle of the night to do business, dad's brow is always locked. Maybe he is envious, maybe he is regretting. ...

Although dad can't do business, he still hasn't given up the pursuit of good tea. From time to time, he will go to the people who stir-fry tea in the village. He sat by and watched people cooking, quietly letting tea smell into his heart and spleen, which was his favorite taste. After the tea is fried, he will carefully observe and taste it slowly, and then give some valuable suggestions to those tea farmers.

Here, I want to say to my father, "Isn't it just one year? Isn't it just a few catties of tea? Good health is still very important. When you recover, let's cheer together next year! "

Dad, since I was at home, you seem to be a different person, getting colder and colder to me and my mother, and getting grumpy. As I grow older, I gradually understand that this is because I am not a boy. Sometimes, if I don't do what you say, you blow your beard and stare. If I were a boy, would you still do this?

Later, I made up my mind to prove that girls are not worse than boys with excellent results. Bing Xin, a famous female writer, Madame Curie in the civilized world, and Zhang Haidi, a self-taught disabled person, have all become my role models. Finally, my grades have been among the best. Dad, you are finally starting to care about me.

However, you come back late every day and often stay home for days and nights. It's really hard to meet you. I finally went home, but I filled the room with smoke. My mother and I advised you to give up smoking many times, but you didn't take it to heart. I remember one time, you came home, picked up a cigarette and started smoking. I took out an article entitled "The Harm of Smoking" and deliberately read it aloud. But what about you? Not only did he not listen, but he said angrily, "Don't worry about children and adults ..." Hey, Dad, you know that smoking is very harmful and your health is not good, but why can't you quit? Dad, for me and mom's sake, and for yourself, quit smoking quickly.

Dad, this is my heartfelt words, and it is also a little request from my daughter. I hope you can accept it. Ever since I was a child, you have been my windbreak. Our hearts are very close to each other, very close ... It is such a constant and inseparable love between father and daughter that gives me warmth and happiness and gives me courage and strength. This is an unbreakable relationship between father and daughter, and I will cherish it forever! !

Dear mom and dad, I am your precious daughter. Thank you for taking care of me over the years. Mom and dad, you often nag me and tell me to move quickly; Call me careless; I don't feel comfortable saying that I haven't arranged the time well ... but I know from my heart that both ways have a common starting point, and that is love. I also know that you are so talkative because you love me. But I hope you miss me less, so that everyone will be happy. Although you often nag me, I feel happier. Usually, I often tell you jokes or make you happy. I really like this atmosphere. Every time I see you smile happily because of me, my heart is always warm and sweet as honey. Mom and Dad, I am very happy as soon as I get home every day. Do you know why? Because after a busy and interesting day of study, I have learned a lot, and I can't wait to show it to you. At night, you can listen to my beautiful piano again. What a wonderful thing!

When I play the piano, you often read to me: "put your hands away!" " ""Don't play with your fingertips! "At this time, I will fantasize: if there is no mom and dad, then I don't have to listen to this kind of nagging!

But then I thought about it: without my parents, I would have a problem eating!

Then my fate is worse than the little match girl!

By then, nagging has become a luxury. Whether it is annoying nagging or happy laughter, there is only one sentence that can express my feelings at this time: Mom and Dad, you have worked hard!

I love you!

Father's first composition 7 The heaviness of the mountain and the cycle of the stone mill are like the depth of father's love; The vastness of the sea and the flow of the clock are just like the selflessness of maternal love. I was born in a warm and happy family. My father is an engineer and my mother is a nurse. Although their work is ordinary, their love for me is eternal.

My parents are over forty, but in my eyes, they are always the youngest and greatest. Parents love their work and have a persistent heart for their own career. They not only love their jobs, but also love me. When I was a child, I snuggled up in my parents' arms and spoiled. Now I have grown up. 13 years, my parents' concern and care for me have never changed and never lacked. I just got nephritis in junior high school and have been out of school at home. In order to cure my illness, they have to work hard for me after work every day. No matter how much they spend, they will cure my illness. Taking medicine, testing, treatment, and that sum of money are all earned by their hard work and sweat. When my test results are normal every time, and my spirit is getting better every day, they all show a happy smile on their faces. Inadvertently found that during my illness, my mother added a few white hairs to her head and my father added a few white beards to her face. They never complained. Isn't all this for my health? If I am a little flower, then they are big trees, sheltering me from the wind and rain; If I am a big tree, then they are sunshine, feeding me to grow sturdily. I will repay them with practical actions, study hard, treat diseases well and live up to their expectations.

Although our home is in the city, my father usually lives alone in the dormitory of a sugar factory in the suburbs because of his work, and can only be reunited with us on weekends.

I lived in this dormitory from birth to ten months old! Now we occasionally go to see dad and relive dormitory life together.

Because it is a sugar factory, of course, there will be countless machines, mountains of sugar cane and mouth-watering sugar. The factory is large and there are many blocks. It is a very happy thing to ride around on a scooter. It's just that the sound of the machine is really noisy. You have to shout at the top of your voice when you talk. You can't tell whether it's the sound of the machine or the sound of the voice. It's deafening.

The whole sugar factory smells of honey and has a strong fruity smell. Take a deep breath and smell the faint fragrance. This is a special smell that only sugar factories can smell, and it belongs to my father.

Dad's room smells of wood. He lives alone in a foreign land. I was worried that he would miss me too much and be afraid of loneliness, so I gave him three dolls to accompany him and encourage him.

There is no air conditioning in the dormitory, which is always sultry, but my father works hard for the family and is not afraid of the heat. This is the greatness of fatherly love!

What is dad doing at the moment? Miss us? I'm starting to remember, too

Dad's composition 9 Dad, I want to tell you that I have always been afraid of you. Every time I do something wrong, I secretly say to myself, "Get ready, dad is going to fight, don't cry."

Although you have been strict with me since I was a child, I actually know that you have always been very kind to me. The most unforgettable summer vacation of senior one, our family went to Macau to play. That day, I suddenly had a fever. You've been queuing at the customs behind my back, and you're in a hurry to take the green channel so that you can go back to Zhuhai to buy me medicine. At that time, my father's neck was covered with beads of sweat. I think my father must be exhausted.

Dad, to be honest, I really admire you. You play Sudoku so well that you can write an "advanced article" in 20 minutes. Your hands-on ability is also very strong. I always say that you are a "repairman". There are a lot of broken things at home, which are not repaired by dad himself. If only I were that good!

Dad, I have a request here, that is, I hope you can spend more time with me on weekends. You are usually busy at work. Every time I can play with you, I am very happy. I like playing basketball with you on the playground best. My sister came to my house to play in the winter vacation, and you made a small basketball stand with us, so that we could shoot at home and had a lot of happy days. How I want to exercise with you often and enjoy the fun of handmade!

Finally, dad, I also want to tell you, don't keep smoking, it's not good for your health. Try to drive slowly and pay attention to safety. I hope you will be safe and healthy forever!

My father's first composition 10 Most of my childhood memories come from my father. There is a simple reason. When I was a child, I was very obedient, and I wouldn't always cry like my sister and brother. So my mother's time to take care of me gradually shortened, so I had to be accompanied by my father. My childhood memories account for more than half.

Dad has a bad temper and never thinks about the consequences, so he only takes care of me, not my sister and brother. Occasionally, when my mother is busy, he will take care of my sister, but once my sister cried, he said angrily. Stop crying, I'm bored to death. Then I left my sister with my grandmother and ran away.

Even so, my father's love for our three sisters continues. My father is not good at words. Even though he cares about us, what he said is like yelling, which is not easy to accept. Even my mother, who has been with my father for more than ten years, is different from us. She often quarrels because of my father's tone.

It was very cold that day, and I only wore a thin dress. When I went out, my parents said to me in unison. It's cold, put on more clothes. But their tone is in sharp contrast, one is gentle and the other is grumpy. I laughed, and my mother accused my father: you are so thoughtful, but coming out of your mouth becomes a reprimand. It's really impossible for a dog to spit ivory ... mom, isn't it just a dress? There's no need to do this! Dad is also good for me! My mother was interrupted by my words before she finished. My dad said that my daughter and I are still kissing! Get dressed!

I often see my father's composition is harsh. Although my father is the same, and I often cry because of his scolding, I can understand my father and know that he has been thinking of us, but in a different way from my mothers. I also know that my father's love goes without saying.

Dad's composition 1 1 Dad once said to me, "It's okay, son. Dad will always be here. " .

When I was very young, I was afraid to sleep alone. I always have company. It is my father who has been with me.

At that time, whenever I woke up from the dark, I would go to my father. If I'm okay around, I'll cry when I'm not around, and then my father will come out of nowhere and say, "Don't cry, don't cry, my father is always there."

Now that I'm grown up, I don't need my father to accompany me when I sleep. However, in his life and growth, he still pays attention to me all the time.

When I am praised, my father will open his arms and squat down to give me a big hug. Whenever this happens, it is my happiest time. After lunch, I lay on my father's stomach. Harsh snoring echoed in my ears, but it sounded like a wonderful melody to me. My stomach swells and flattens like a ball. I fell asleep after lying down for a while.

Nowadays, my studies are getting heavier and heavier; Now my father's career is getting busier and busier, and he can't always be by my side, but in my heart, I know my father has always been there.

Whenever I walk on the road, facing the gentle breeze and the sun shining on me, I can't help but think of the scene of bathing in the sun with my father. When the moonlight shines on my face at night, I can't help but think of the stretched back.

Whenever I am alone and encounter setbacks, I will think of the sentence "Dad will always be there." I also want to say to my father, "it's okay, dad, your child has grown up."

Composition 12 dad came home from school that day. When I walked into the house, I saw many people in my house. Everyone is very sad. Only my sister, 1 year old, has a slight smile on her face. "What's the matter?" I am happy to say. Just then, I heard the news from a bolt from the blue. "Dad is dead."

"Your father died." Suddenly, there was no expression on my face, as if it had turned from sunny to cloudy. I went to see my father and wanted to see him one last time. My grandmother said with tears, "Don't mention it, or you will disrespect your father." I had to squat down in front of my father and cry.

I know that my father loved me the most before his death, and I would rather scrimp and save myself than let me lack anything, and I am not afraid of being hurt, but now I lack a deep and long hole that can't be filled in my life, that is, father's love.

When I go out for a walk, I will think of my good father when I see three others walking happily together, talking and laughing. I also have unspeakable pain in my heart, because I am eager to get my father's love. I will always look forward to my father's resurrection and recall the good times I spent with my father.

Dad, you have worked hard:

You don't think about my grades, and your hair is anxious;

You watered me with knowledge and improved my grades.

You protect me from any harm and let me live under your umbrella forever;

Dad, I want to prove to you now that I am not the naughty boy who knows nothing. I am very strong and brave now. I also want to tell you that I will repay you with my grades, just wait and see!

Dad's first composition 13 Dad's love is strict. It is like a small umbrella on rainy days, which makes me happy when I am sad. Like a cool breeze.

I remember once, the mid-term exam. I said to my father, "I will definitely get the ranking." As soon as the papers are handed out, I will look at the results. "Ah. I only got more than 70 points in Chinese. " I looked at the roll and said in surprise, "I'm not dazzled." I thought, I'm dead.

When I got home, my father called me over and said to him, "How many points did you get in the Chinese exam?" I thought to myself: Yes. Dad always hoped that I could get good grades in the Chinese exam. What should I do? I don't want to show him that document. I was a little scared when he picked up the paper. Suddenly, my father's face turned "sunny to cloudy" at once. Said angrily, "Didn't you say that you can get more than 85 points in the exam?" How did this happen? "After dad scolded me, tears kept running down my eyes. I entered the room regretfully and began to cry again. Dad came into my room and said to me sternly, "I asked you to review before this exam, but you stopped." "It's okay now. Look at what you got in the exam. Once again, you can't achieve the grades I asked for. Why is this? Because you are too proud. I hope you will learn a lesson, guard against arrogance and rashness, and you will definitely get a good grade next time. "

After listening to this, I think my father wants to study hard for me. Educate me with strict love and let me know how strict my father's love is.

Dad's composition 14 Every time after school, my stomach will sing ~ goo goo ~ goo goo on time. Whenever this time, I will tighten my trousers and look at the mutton skewers and food stores on the street. I will involuntarily wipe my mouth to see if my saliva has flowed down. At this moment, there is only one love in my heart: hurry home!

It's not a long journey. I finally saw my long-awaited home. As soon as I opened the door, a strong smell of food floated all the way. I immediately threw my schoolbag on the sofa and jumped on the table like a hungry wolf. Wow! The rich dishes are dazzling, the dishes are ordinary but elegant, and you can enjoy them at a glance! I quickly grabbed chopsticks, picked up a chicken leg and stuffed it into my mouth with lightning speed. Hmm ~, the chicken is tender and soft, and the chicken juice slowly spreading in the mouth has an endless aftertaste. Looking aside, there is a plate of poached eggs, and the golden yolk is shining with golden light, which really makes people drool! I didn't hesitate to clip my big mouth, Barry. It's just human food. Although the food looks simple, it tastes delicious. ...

Halfway through the meal, I found that my father had been staring at me closely and didn't move a bite of food. The love and spoil in my father's eyes deeply touched my heart. "Dad, why don't you eat?" "No, I'm not hungry." I looked at my father's rough calloused hand, which cooked for me for 12 years and sheltered me from the wind and rain. How precious it is to me! Dad's face was covered with age spots, piece by piece, which deeply hurt my heart. Dad gave me all his love, but I failed him. Now I feel so stupid. I must repay him for his delicious food and unforgettable love.

Dad's first composition 15 dad is a very out person.

What age is it now? Dad is still very old-fashioned Look what he's wearing. You can see that this is a work from the 1990s. It is the twentieth century now.

A piece of clothing can last for several years. A pair of shoes is broken, and he is reluctant to buy new ones. Instead, stick it on with all-purpose glue and put it on. If it doesn't stick well, send it to the shoemaker for repair. Back and forth, over and over again. It seems that the sentence is just right: new three years, old three years, sewing again and again.

Even if he goes out, let the whole family follow him. Mom's shoes are broken. He said, "Mend them, they can still be worn."

Say he is "out" because he is too stingy and takes us back to the primitive times, so he is "out"

But then again, my dad can be quite generous sometimes. For example, I needed a composition book, and my father bought it for me without hesitation. I still remember one time, my father saw an advertisement on TV, which read "Remember all English words". I specially called the TV station and mailed me a set from Beijing. The price also surprised me. Not counting postage, it comes to more than 500 pounds. Dad has paid so much for my study, I am so touched.

That's when I realized. Dad is not "out" or stingy. Dad for my study, for my future. This is why I am so frugal.

I really want to tell him: "Dad, I love you!" " "