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‘‘Dad, dad, good dad, good dad, I have a good dad...’’ Whenever I hear this song, I think of my dad.

Dad is 40 years old this year, with a crew cut and a pair of bright eyes. My father was born in the military, so he still retains some of his military style.

Dad always encourages me when I am helpless and tired, and gives me a warm harbor of strength. Once, I became seriously ill and had to be hospitalized. At that time, the final exam was only half a month away, and I was very worried about my study. Dad seemed to see what I was thinking. He stayed with me every day and gave me extra lessons. Whenever I wake up, I always see my father’s haggard face. Sometimes I will cry quietly while my father is changing the diaper. Finally, three days before the final exam, I recovered and was discharged from the hospital. In the final exam, I performed relatively well and ranked third in the school. A happy smile appeared on Dad's face. Because my father was a soldier, he was very strict with me. But he never hit me or scolded me, he just taught me patiently. Once, I failed in an exam and my total score in Chinese and Mathematics was only 150 points. I thought my dad would beat me up when I got home, but he didn't. He just said sincerely: "It doesn't matter if you didn't do well in the exam this time. Come back next time. As long as you try your best, I won't blame you. Summarize the reasons for your failure this time and try to get good results next time. Failure is success. Mother, I will always support you." Of course, no one in the world is perfect, and my father is no exception. Dad loves to drink very much, and he often gets drunk, vomiting and falling unconscious. My mother and I take care of her every time. I really hope my dad will stop drinking. This is my dad. He is one of the people I am most grateful for in my life; he is the man I am closest to, most admired and most admired in my life. I love my dad.

My mother is tall, neither fat nor thin. She has a few shallow wrinkles on her forehead and often has a smile on her face.

My mother is a kind-hearted person. She has taught me to be honest and generous to others since I was a child. She has cultivated my good character since I was a child.

I remember there is something I can never forget. It was a hot afternoon, and the sun was roasting the earth like a big fireball. I sat in the room and kept fanning myself, but beads of sweat kept rolling down. I said to my mother: "Mom! The weather is too hot, so hot! I want to eat popsicles." My mother said, "Let's go, I'll take you to buy some popsicles." Then she picked up her wallet.

When I got to the place where I bought popsicles, I chose the popsicles. My mother took out a 50 yuan bill from her wallet and handed it to the uncle who bought the popsicles. After the uncle changed the money, my mother and I hurried back. Gone home.

When I got home, my mother counted the change and said to herself: "Huh? That's not right. A pound is 7 yuan. How can I get 45 yuan back?" Listen, I said happily: "Great! The people who bought popsicles are really confused. They got 3 yuan too much. Mom, can you give me the 2 yuan?" Mom glared at me and said angrily: "It's too much money." 2 yuan, we should send it back, we can’t be greedy for those small gains! Besides, it’s not easy for people to sell popsicles!” After saying that, my mother braved the scorching sun and gave the 3 yuan to others.

When I went to bed at night, I couldn’t sleep in bed. Thinking of what happened during the day, I suddenly understood that a person should start from doing things bit by bit, and he should not make decisions just because of the small advantages in front of him. Some sorry things. This incident has taught me a lot. I love my mother and I admire her from the bottom of my heart.

My mother is thirty-four years old this year and she still looks young. Guazi has a pair of big watery eyes on his face. He is tall and neither fat nor thin.

My mother loves me very much and pays more attention to my study. Some time ago, Galen's English teacher told us that there was a national English competition and he hoped that we could actively participate and show ourselves. I signed up for the English singing competition. After growing up, my mother began to search for songs on the Internet. After finding the songs, she first learned to sing them by herself. She hummed them every day. After she got good at singing, she started to teach me. The song my mother chose for me was the English version of "Girl with Wings." At that time, I was in the final review stage, and the exam was about to take place. My mother took out an hour every day to help me practice singing and correct my pronunciation without delaying my review.

Hard work pays off, and I successfully passed the preliminaries of the Stadium Branch, the semi-finals of Jinzhou City, and entered the finals of the Liaozhong Division. If I can win the Liaozhong Division, I can enter the national finals, which is what I have been looking forward to for a long time.

My mother respects my parents very much. Once, my grandma fell ill and was admitted to the hospital with a minor cerebral thrombosis. This made my mother very anxious. She took care of her grandma in the hospital every day, washing her face and helping her practice walking. She was busy with everything. After my grandma returned home from the hospital, my mother took over the housework again, washing clothes, cooking, mopping the floor... My mother would never forget to buy some gifts for my grandparents every New Year's Eve. I want to follow my mother's example and be a good child who respects my parents.

Every summer, my mother always says that she is very fat and only eats two meals a day. Do you know why she does this? Because she wants to lose weight, wear fashionable clothes, and become more beautiful.

This is my mother. Sometimes she is gentle, sometimes she is strict, sometimes she is cute. I love my beautiful mother!

I have a dear and respectable grandma, rough hands, wrinkles on her face, bright eyes, and silver hair. This is my first feeling about grandma. Grandma bought me a lot of delicious and fun things.

Grandma loved me very much. She left me a piece of candy, a bag of melon seeds, and canned fruits given by others... However, what I ate was something I didn’t like, or maybe it was something I didn’t like. Dropped on the table.

Sometimes, my father and mother are very busy, and my grandma has to take care of me, take me home and send me to school, no matter it is hot and dry summer or bitingly cold winter. Once it was raining heavily, and my grandma went to pick me up and go home, but I never saw her. Suddenly, grandma's figure came into my eyes. Grandma came over very anxiously. As soon as she saw me, she asked: "Aren't you wet?" Now, whenever I think about the troubles I had with my grandma, I really feel guilty! I really want to say "I'm sorry" to my grandma now.

Occasionally, when someone dropped a grain of rice while eating, she would pick it up and put it in a small basin, saying, "This is very expensive, so be careful next time." Needless to say, she finished it herself without waiting for us to eat.

Look, this is my dear and respectable grandma.

My grandma is over sixty years old this year, but she still has the nickname "Pistachio" in my family. Why is this? Now let me tell you a little episode about ears.

Because my grandma is a little old and has some hearing loss, her voice is always blurry, so she makes some little jokes.

I remember one time, my grandma was watching TV, and I was walking around the living room. I suddenly wanted to ask her if it was hot. If it was hot, I would fan her. So, I asked her: "Grandma "Are you hot?" Grandma replied: "Are you hot?" I heard grandma misunderstood "hot" as "hungry", so I emphasized "hot" this time. "Not hungry." Grandma replied again. Grandpa sitting next to me said to me: "Speak to your grandma in Tianjin dialect, not Mandarin, otherwise it will be weird if you don't listen to her." So, I said it to grandma again in Tianjin dialect, and grandma finally understood. I meant it, and said to me with a smile: "This time I heard my granddaughter speak clearly, just be louder in the future." I sat down on the ground, gasping and said: "That's not enough. My voice is almost broken when I shout loudly."

Grandma is the "pistachio" of our family. She has worked hard for our family all her life. I love my grandma.

Fan Jiawei is a beautiful girl. She has a slender figure, a tall head, and slightly dark skin, but it does not affect her beauty at all, but adds to her beauty. Her eyes are so beautiful: bright black eyes, like two sparkling black pearls, and like a pair of black glass balls dipped in clear water. Any part that turns to the eye socket will look smart and charming. Paired with a pair of lavender-rimmed glasses, he looks like a "little doctor." Sometimes she uses a plain headband to tie her smooth and elegant hair behind her head, and her crotch braid looks like a "little lady".

Fan Jiawei is a good girl who is willing to help others. Once, Fan Jiawei and I were playing the game of "Wooden Man". Suddenly, a little girl accidentally tripped and fell. She probably fell hard and couldn't get up for a while. She was about to help her, but I stopped her and said, "She's not from our class. Who cares, she can't afford it. Let's keep playing and don't waste time."

"Unexpectedly, her eyebrows twisted into two earthworms, and she said to me angrily: "You don't care about the other classes, right? She is also a part of our school. Think about it, you fell like this and no one helped you, how you feel in your heart!" After saying that, he walked directly to the little girl, helped her up, and comforted the little girl a few words, and the little girl limped around. I turned back to class. My face turned red. What a good classmate! How selfish I am compared to her! She is a good girl who is willing to help others. But I...

In one art class, I couldn't draw because I forgot to bring my watercolor pens. When she saw me, she lent me the watercolor pens without hesitation, but I felt guilty. She walked up to him and said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't be so selfish..." But she said, "It's good that you know, and you should change it!" "From then on, I got rid of my selfishness.

This is my helpful friend

Today is the birthday of my classmate Ye Hongming, so I got up early in the morning After I got up, I prepared the birthday card and gift for Ye Hongming, then had a hasty breakfast and ran to the agreed place with Ye Hongming.

I arrived at the agreed place and found out. There were already three classmates waiting, but there was no sign of Ye Hongming. After a while, Ye Hongming limped over. It turned out that he injured his foot while riding a bicycle yesterday, so he was walking like this. After everyone gathered together, Ye Hongming started his birthday trip.

Ye Hongming first took us to his home. At his home, we gave Ye Hongming various birthday gifts. The classmates were very happy after receiving the gifts. Ye Hongming turned on the computer and played kart racing with his classmates. Since I was not interested in this kind of driving computer game, I just played for about an hour while Ye Hongming's mother took us. Let’s go to KFC together.

When we arrived at the KFC restaurant, we each chose a set meal at the seat reserved by Ye Hongming’s mother. Then most of us went to the corner with the slide to play cat and mouse. We were tired from playing, and the set meal we just wanted was brought, so we all ate it hungrily. After lunch, Ye Hongming’s birthday cake was also served, and we all sang happy birthday to him. Happy birthday, Ye Hongming closed his eyes and made his best wishes. There was really no room left in my stomach. I still had an old Beijing chicken roll that I didn’t finish, so I packed up the chicken roll. Cake, KFC restaurant also gave each person a small gift

The next activity was to take us to Xiangmi Lake to race real go-karts. Unexpectedly, the staff there said that we had. The classmate who was not 1.40 meters tall did not let us play. We argued with him and he was rude and cursed us. We just got angry and left. We changed our plans and went back to Ye Hongming's house to pick up some bowling balls. I needed a bowling card. In order to save time, we went to the Shenzhen Bowling Training Base. When we walked into the venue, there were lanes in front of me. This was my first time playing bowling, and I was a little excited. We wanted to go up and hit the ball, but the administrator there stopped us because we didn't change our bowling shoes. It turns out that we have to wear professional shoes when playing bowling! We quickly put on our bowling shoes and divided into two teams. One team had Ye Hongming and Li Tuanzhang, and the other team had two friends, Liu Qian and Ye Hongming. We used one ball for each team. At first, Ye Hongming and Li Tuanzhang always missed. When it was my turn, I imitated the postures of others. The ball passed and knocked down six bowling pins. Slowly, Ye Hongming and Li Tuanzhang were able to hit six or seven bowling pins, but I missed it. I was very angry. It was my turn again. This time I held my breath, aimed at the target, threw the ball with all my strength, and hit it. Everyone applauded and cheered for me. I was so happy, because this was the first time in my life that I hit the ball! It was also our best performance today.

After playing bowling for an hour, we were so tired that we couldn’t even lift the ball. We all boarded the taxi home exhausted. Ye Hongming’s birthday ended with joy. I wonder whose birthday will be celebrated next time?