How to write to my dear father

How to write a letter to my dear father? I don't know, friends, let's take a look at Bian Xiao's sharing today!

Writing letters is the best way to exchange feelings, experiences and opinions between people, and it is also the best cradle of emotional sustenance between people.

The writing format of the letter to dad:

1, title: show respect for your father.

2. Text: The main content, just express clearly what you want to say in words.

3. Conclusion: Write a sentence expressing good wishes in the conclusion.

Write a letter to my dear father.

Dad:

It was not easy for me to come into this world. Although I don't know how I came into this world, I know I almost killed your wife. Whenever I talk about how dangerous I was born, I feel it is a miracle that I can come into this world! But more often, I feel guilty. Although I understand that I am not responsible, in short, for my sake, your wife has experienced unbearable pain and almost *.

But fortunately, God has blessed us. Your wife and son are both fine. Looking back, in the car accident when I was five years old, you almost lost two people who loved you the most in the world. I believe that fear may be the most terrible experience in your life. I think I'm beginning to understand this feeling of fear. Looking back, when I was ten years old, I got dysentery, my mother's fungus poisoning, my fire on Xundian Mountain, and many other things, big and small. Any one of them is enough to change the fate of all of us and completely ruin our lives. Thinking of this, I can't even believe it's just luck. I believe this is a blessing from heaven. How happy our family is! When you and my mother were young, you saw so many vivid lives die instantly on the battlefield. Now I witness a dying life in the hospital every day. I think you know the value of life better than I do. Yes, many times, we can do something to protect our lives. For example, a healthy diet, daily exercise, and growing flowers and grass can make you abstinent. But many times, we still ignore the potential dangers, the dangers that we can't control at all.

For example, walking under tall buildings, crossing the road without looking around (even if it is a green light), carrying too much cash, walking too fast in the street and so on. In my short twenty years, nothing that happened in our family seems to you to be a direct crisis, which proves how lucky you are. You are careful in many ways, but it will also paralyze you and bring you more potential dangers. I was really, really scared. God accidentally closed his eyes and didn't take care of us. Your wife, my mother. She is the most beautiful woman in the world, and I am lucky to be her child. I don't know how many virtues I have accumulated in my last life to have everything in this life. But I'm sure you have accumulated much more than me in your last life:) I'm honored to have such a mother. Are you proud to marry such a wife? Your comrades-in-arms, your past and present colleagues, people you know or have heard of, who is luckier than you? Who can marry such a wife who is reasonable, kind-hearted, pays nothing and praises all the languages in the world?

But now she's old (embarrassed to use this word) and she's getting sick. I think it's time for her to have a rest after working hard for me and us for most of her life. Right? Although every woman in the world is an angel, only she broke her wings for us and fell into the world. Dad, actually, I'm not the one who needs the most care in this family! It's my mother and your wife. At least because she is the only woman in our family. The most perfect woman in the world may have some shortcomings (especially for you, hehe)-in short, it seems to me that she has never praised you in person. Ha ha ha, I have a great advantage over you in this respect. Ha ha. (Please keep the internal skill and mental method confidential: 1. Do as she says (even if you totally disagree). Walk behind her or walk side by side when walking in the street (because if she falls, you should be the first person to appear). If you have time, study your Chinese medicine book and help her find some ways to cure her shoulder. 4。 Give her a birthday sometime. 5。 Smile often (it's good for your health). If she always opposes your "stupid idea" and makes you unhappy, tell her that this is actually your "strength". Because it is impossible for an honest man to come up with clever tricks. 7。 Remember, having her mother at home is the only place where you can "complain" (although I strongly recommend not to, hehe)) In short, take care of her and take care of yourself. Your mood directly affects our family, even if I am on the other side of the world. There are still many words, so I won't nag. It took me a long time to code these words. Legend has it that time is money, and an inch of time is an inch of gold. It's up to you, although I still have a lot of money, although I am living well now. ? Ha ha. draft

Write a letter to my dear father.

Dear Dad:

I'm Dee. I've been fooling around since I entered junior high school for three years, lying to you and mom. I have always been at a loss about my study. I have never been able to settle down to do my homework. Indeed, I met some classmates with bad hobbies at school, playing truant, surfing the Internet and hanging out? In order to get financial help from my family, I will do whatever it takes, such as not going to school, running away from home, hanging out in the society, and even blackmailing you for learning bad things. After three years of hard work, I am just like what Teacher Wang said: A broken car was dragged by my parents, and it was not easy to walk halfway up the mountain. I really don't want to move with you anymore. You can't hold my hand, but you dare not let go. You are helpless, and I feel more distressed than you!

Remember what you said: children! Where is your pride? It's just getting along day by day. I am sorry to hear that. My heart hurts like a knife. I yelled at you at that time: I just have no self-esteem! My tears can't stop flowing downwards. I have self-esteem. I even have more self-esteem than anyone else. It's just that you ask too much of me. It's really hard for me to finish, so I have to lie to you. Every time I see you can't give me food, because I can't sleep, and my heart is really uncomfortable. What is wrong with me? Why have I become inhuman? My heart is so empty. I hate myself for lying to you again and again and being angry with you. I slapped myself when I watched you lose weight day by day. Dee, you son of a bitch, you're still not human. These two words are shouted over and over again in my heart. I really don't want to make you angry again, so I will study hard for you, but now studying has become very boring for me. I don't want to write a word of this book. Even if I did, it wasn't the homework assigned by the teacher. I kept pretending to learn from you and tried not to make you angry. Every time I come home from school, I will try my best to help you with your work. To make you feel better, I know pretending is not a long-term solution. I really don't know where my academic performance went before, and where Dee, who has been listening to you, went. Have I really gone bad now? Will it be better if I really don't have a chance?

Since I came to Mr. Wang, he has often talked to me and tried to pretend to show him, but I can't fool his eyes or myself. Mr. Wang is a good friend. I respect him, so I don't want to hurt him. Although he has devoted so much love and patience to me, I really can't stand loneliness. He often tells me that the only person who can save himself is myself. I made up my mind more than once, but I denied myself again and again. I know I really can't face the boring study in front of me, although you encouraged me again and again in your short message: I am really glad to hear this sentence. It is my pride and honor to have a father like you. I love you forever, Dad! I'm trying to be with Mr. Wang now. He understood me very well when I communicated with him in the morning. He suggested that I write you a letter. I haven't cried for a long time. I wrote this letter while crying. I don't know why, but I just feel that you don't quite understand my thoughts many times. What you want from me is exactly what I can't settle down to do. It pains me even to think about it. I really want to do it, but I know you may not be able to promise, but I can only bury it deeply in my heart. As Mr. Wang said, our generation is too rich to know what "bitterness" is. They always live an unhappy life and want nothing. Our bodies are healthy, but our bodies and minds are unhappy! I feel that my life is empty and boring! Really, I'm discussing with Mr. Wang, and I really want to suffer! Maybe those hardships can wake me up and let me find the direction of learning and the goal of life! Rest assured! Your son won't go bad, I have no guts! He's still that good boy, your good son, dad. I was really sorry for you before, but now I really can't find the direction of learning and can't afford to learn. Please understand my "difficulties". After reading a lot of books with Mr. Wang, I feel that I have changed a lot and my personality is not as anxious as before. More importantly, I have learned to tell you the truth about me. I am still crying, but I don't want to write any more. The more I tell the truth, the more disappointment I may leave you!

Your once disobedient son: Deere.

Write a letter to my dear father.

Dear father:

How are you getting along in the distant heaven?

Today, during my pre-job training, the teacher assigned an assignment and a letter to my family. After watching the short film, it was actually a letter from an elderly father to his children. I hope that children can be patient and slow when their parents are old, and they can teach their children to learn everything slowly, repeatedly and bit by bit as their parents used to. At that time, I was in tears and thought of you who left us 19 years ago. I want to write you a letter. Although you can't receive it, you can definitely feel it.

My father, you have sown countless hopes in your life, but you left in a season of harvest. You have been strong all your life. In that poor era, in that barren land and the blue-gray Rocky Mountains, how much sweat and tears did you shed for us to study and be adults! However, I have never been comforted, never stopped for a moment, and even before I got a hope, I left sadly. It's really a lifetime of hard work and anxiety! I can't let it go at any time. It seems to be my fault. If I can get your rebirth, I would rather not study or work since I was a child. I just hope you can live to see our children in droves, kneeling and smiling.

My dad, when I was a child, I was also disgusted with your education method. I loved swearing and hitting people, and I loved quarreling and fighting with my mother. Now that I am a mother, I deeply understand the pressure and bitterness of your life at that time. How much you want the three of us to study hard and get out of that poor mountain village, so you specially gave us desk homework like at school. We have never been allowed to do any work. Generally, children at that time had to fight pig grass or scrape potatoes or even do farm work. We never do any work. We study and rest on time during holidays, just like at school. You will check our homework, and you will be patient. If you were found scribbling on the book, you would immediately reach out and knock our heads. In that era when the labor force was still dominant, your thoughts and educational consciousness were definitely ahead of the times. Now some parents are aware that their children's homework is very important and needs to be checked and counseled. So sometimes my laziness makes you hate iron and not produce. The famous aphorism that you often use to spur us is: when I was a child, I got a hundred points in every exam, full marks! I still remember it deeply. You didn't get 99 points, but you definitely got 100 points. You always say that your son and daughter are the seeds of Tsinghua Peking University. Maybe people around you will think it's a joke. In fact, now think about it, how far-sighted you are. How many farmers knew about Tsinghua and Peking University at that time? Now Tsinghua Peking University is still the dream of many students, and your dream is half a century earlier than theirs. If you are still alive, you will meet the three of us, just like the students in Tsinghua, Peking University. Of course, I am the worst, and I can only be regarded as a graduate of Badong Renmin University at best. :)

My father, writing here, how long has not been aroused memories like weeds behind the house, dribs and drabs across my heart. You are wearing patched Jiefang sneakers and carrying dozens of pounds of boxes and quilts. On the way from Zhidong River to the cliff where Uncle San sent me to the tea shop, I brought a bottle of glucose water and two cornstalks. You're afraid you won't find water in the middle, and you don't even want to drink a mouthful of water. I don't know how many kilometers that road is, nor can I describe how difficult and steep that road is. All I know is that it was early in the morning, when the sun set, and I arrived in Sanjiushu Town. You bought two packs of instant noodles for fifty cents and made me a pack and a half. I only ate half a pack! I'm afraid you won't stop eating. Now that I have children, I know what kind of emotion it is! I really can't wait to spit out the food and leave it for the children to eat. You are like this, and now I am like this, but I didn't return anything to you. After spending the night in Sanshu, I got on the minibus early the next morning and bumped all the way until I got to school in the afternoon. After you signed me up, you left half a bag of dried peony bark at the bottom of the cage, saying that it was sold in Yesanguan, and then you went back. Of course, you walked back along Qingtaiping, Sanshu and Yazhouyan. You haven't eaten all day. As soon as you got on the bus, you urged me to go back to school for dinner, for fear that I would miss it later. Now that I think about it, how ignorant I am. If you are still alive, I will never let you starve. If you are still alive and dad is hungry, I won't read any books, and I won't stubbornly buy you food! But there is no if in life, that farewell has become a farewell to me and a lifelong pain! I will always remember or tell others that way in the future. Your sweat, your footsteps and your hungry stomach will make me cry all the way. After many years, that painful heart has not been alleviated at all. At that time, I thought you were an adult and could provoke anything. Looking back now, you were only 42 years old at that time, how young you were. You paid so much for your three children that ordinary people couldn't bear it, and we were so ignorant. How unworthy it was for you! If there is an afterlife, don't have children like us. My father, standing in 19 years after your death, standing at an age close to your youth, I was in tears. Looking forward to the afterlife, you wait for me, hold our hands and let us watch you grow old.

No matter what words you use to describe the sad years in your life.

As time goes by, nothing can stop our father-son relationship.

Father, it is obviously not homework to write to you in tears.

Now, everyone is in full bloom in spring, please settle in the distant kingdom of heaven! Be sure to be safe!

Dear daughter

20 14-7-29 nights

Write a letter to my dear father.

I don't know when the postman in heaven will arrive, so I don't know when you can read this letter. Maybe you have read every word when I wrote it. I hope so, because these words have the courage to say to you now.

Before I met you, you were a railway worker and a pioneer in the construction of the motherland.

Later, your hometown recruited teachers, and you went back to your hometown to compete for the exam, but you were among the best. You are angry, but there is nothing you can do. In the end, you have to obey your fate, get involved in the tide of agricultural collective economy, and truly become a farmer in China.

Later, you and your mother formed a family and brought my sister and me into this world. Since then, we have become all of you, the source of happiness and the foundation of happiness in this family. Even if the home is shabby and shabby, there is never an inch of corner that doesn't smell warm.

But it is also because of our arrival that you have tried your best to give us the best living conditions in an era of serious material shortage.

I will never forget that you used to be a painter.

I will never forget that I leaned against the window and listened to your story.

I will never forget you as a substitute teacher and the days when I stayed with you, nor will I forget my neighbors treating you as "Miss Li".

Never, never forget, the day I received the admission notice, you decided to go to the south to work as a coolie.

Since then, your efforts have changed my life trajectory and compressed your life.

Perhaps, you did this only for our happiness, but now, I am suffering from the pain of losing you in happiness.

However, I must thank you for giving us life and giving us the opportunity to taste life and have dreams. For a long time, you have taken good care of our healthy growth, but you have never realized that you have more beards, less hair, more white hair and less black hair. You used to be red-faced, but now you only see vicissitudes.

You gave us everything you could, but we grew up taking it for granted. It was not until we grew up that we suddenly realized how hateful we were to recall all this. If time can really go back, I would rather not come to this world myself than see you endure such hardships for us. Or, if time can go back, I would rather not finish my studies and share some family responsibilities for you as soon as possible. Maybe the illness won't haunt you so early, and I won't bear the great pain of "my son has to support and my relatives are not there" so early.

I will never forget that year. It was a winter when I was still in Sichuan. On that day, your granddaughter who you have missed for a long time but have never met just turned three months old. That day, four years ago today, one was the bad news from the phone. You were lying in a hospital bed and your life was dying. At that moment, standing in the cold wind, I didn't feel a trace of cold. My nerves were frozen to ice at that time, except my eyes. Two lines of tears flowed from the dry eyes for many years and lasted for a long time.

I don't know how to get to the airport or set foot on the way home. After a long time, I don't know how long it took before I gradually woke up. I began to beg God to give you a little more time, even if you only look at me, even if I just said to you, "You have worked too hard in your life."

However, merciless heaven took you away before I arrived, leaving me only your cold body. I kneel beside you and hold your hand tightly. I want to send you my temperature so that you can come back to see me. However, nothing can change, you and I are separated forever by "life and death parting".

I wandered to our long-lost home alone. You built it. Looking at your figure everywhere, I finally burst into tears?

After seeing you off, I returned to Sichuan. I don't want to go home for a long time. Maybe I am in a foreign country, and I am thinking that you are still waiting for me to return. But when I get home, I have to face the fact that you have left, and I may have to face my tears. I should confess to you that since you left, my nerves are easily touched, and I often cry for some joys and sorrows.

However, your son has always been strong and will always be strong. I will support our family and take good care of my mother. I will also cultivate your granddaughter into a granddaughter who will make you proud. To tell the truth, she is four years old now, and she is very beautiful and lovable. And my sister, who has been married for three years, has also given you a granddaughter. She's pretty and lovely, too, but my uncle hasn't met her in person, which is a bit of a dereliction of duty.

Well, the bell has rung, so let's stop here. I also want to tell you that I haven't done enough to be your child in my life. I beg you to be my father in your next life. .....

In addition, there are many things I want to say to you, but I can't express them. I hope you know in heaven.

Love your son forever.

20 13 years1February 23rd

Write a letter to my dear father.

Dear stinky dad:

Hey, you asked me to write it again. I'm not going to write to you because of your poor performance yesterday. But when I think of the last time, under your various demands, I still firmly didn't write anything to you, which made you sad for a long time, I feel a little guilty. So write something this time.

In fact, I had some feelings when I went to Yunmeng Mountain the day before yesterday. Chat with Sunseeker at night and talk about her father. Sunseeker said that she has no feelings for her father now. Because her father only knows how much love to give her according to her grades, she has no home at all. The deep disappointment and indifference revealed in the words scared me. I quickly comforted her and told her that you and I quarreled for three days and quarreled for two days, and no one was pleasing to the eye. But Sunseeker told me solemnly that you quarreled with me because of love, and there was only one fundamental purpose, that is, to hope that the other party would be better. Isn't such a quarrel a sign of love?

I was shocked when I heard this. I heard the same thing when my friend scolded you the other day. They all think that my relationship with you is enviable. I hope to have a "perfect" father who is as passionate, energetic, knowledgeable and persistent as you, and even make children look down on their achievements. I don't know when you became so red. And become a model father in everyone's heart?

To tell you the truth, I still admire you in my heart. Especially recently, you have been invited to give a speech, become a guest on TV programs, and even the vice principal of a middle school has become a fan of your seniors. All these make me proud. I really admire you when you insist on running five thousand meters on the playground, when you read Li Sao while exercising, and when you are highly praised by the students. Maybe you think I don't take these seriously and don't care; But I have it all in mind. I can't do it myself, so I seem to turn a blind eye. Some words may not be said in front of you; But today I want to say from the bottom of my heart: Dad, you are really great, and I will always be your number one fan.

But dad, just because I admire you doesn't mean I'm sure of everything about you, and everything you do may not be right. Just the day before yesterday, there was another "century war" in our family that I had been away from for a long time. In fact, the reason is very simple, that is, some shortcomings on parents. But the accumulation of these little things in daily life will inevitably lead to a big outbreak. I know this day will come at one o'clock, it's only a matter of time. Although this family crisis has been calmed down with your assurance and mother's forgiveness, it seems that life in our family has become calm. But I know that there is still an undercurrent under such calm.

Mom is a very powerful person, which is obvious to all of us. Your attitude has become a key factor in the harmony of our family. I have told you more than once that the way you speak is unacceptable. Maybe you didn't know it after you hurt someone. Just like when you talk about teachers' dedication in front of a teacher, when I am angry because of your misunderstanding, you have been discussing with me how to make a composition, loudly accusing my mother of not wanting to go home for dinner in front of a worried grandmother, and you make others feel uncomfortable; But you are still confident that you are doing the right thing. This way of treating people is deeply rooted in you, and others have pointed it out thousands of times. As long as you don't take it to heart, it's still useless. I don't ask you to correct it at once, I just hope you can keep it in mind. When you are talking and laughing with your students, friends and me, Kan Kan, you can consider our feelings. Perhaps when you talk eloquently, your words and tone have turned into a sharp knife, which is deeply stabbed in our hearts and hard to erase.

Dad, I know you and mom have gone through too many difficulties and obstacles along the way. You have been together for more than ten years, and you have regarded each other as relatives. So, dad, would you please be more tolerant and less biased when you treat your mother? More care, less indifference; How about sharing more and shirking less? No matter how strong her mother is, she is also a woman. She needs your husband to give her understanding, support and security. Women are usually soft-hearted. I hope you can really walk into her inner world and feel how much pressure she has, how difficult her job is and how much she has paid for our small family and big family.

Dad, do you know how painful and helpless she is when you belittle the achievements of her efforts for so many years in a rage? You can't understand the feeling of collapse.

Dad, I know that in your heart you have regarded your sister as your own, and you love her from the bottom of your heart. But why use this as a tool to hurt mom again and again? Every time I quarrel, as long as I move out of my sister, my mother will be speechless immediately. Not only mom, but also I am very dissatisfied with you. What happened to the foster mother? This only means that my uncle is extremely irresponsible and can't be a shield and flatter himself when you quarrel. Why does my mother take care of our relatives? This is an obligation and a responsibility. And taking care of my sister is kindness and greatness. This, is it fair? So dad, since you chose to adopt your sister, don't show it off as your own capital now. Dad, you often tell us that kindness doesn't pay off, but it's hard for you to do it. You told your mother more than once not to think that you can crush others by doing good deeds, but didn't you? Dad, since you chose to raise your sister, you can go on without regrets. You taught me. Let's practice together.

Dad, today is your 42nd birthday. I can't even imagine that my once youthful father is 42 years old. The last time I accidentally saw so much white hair on your temple, I was really shocked.

Dad, "the deceased is like a husband, never giving up day and night", may time take away your troubles, not your passion; Can take away your sadness, but can't take away your charm. It's time for you to bring another batch of freshmen this year. I hope you can make progress and struggle together with a group of new students, and let your dreams shine on your own battlefield. I will try to climb the peak of my life with you and realize my own value.

Happy birthday, dad. Love you forever!

Your Amao song, Hui Ze.

20 14 August 12 night