A detailed description of father's smoking composition

1. Composition: A detailed description of father's smoking. My father's motorcycle is still parked on my balcony, which reminds me of my childhood.

When I was in kindergarten, my father often took me to and from school by motorcycle. I sat in the back seat of a motorcycle and found my father's back so wide.

The north wind is blowing, but I don't feel a chill, because my father's back has already blocked the unknown wind. I was sitting on a motorcycle, and I could only hear the wind blowing by me. I still remember that one day in the trusteeship class, a strong wind of magnitude 5~6 suddenly blew outside the window.

I thought to myself: it's over. After school, I think I will freeze when I wait for my father in front of the colonel's house. The bell ... the bell rang and I walked out of the school gate. Sure enough, a gust of wind blew on my young body and made me tremble with cold. At this time, a coat was put on me. I know it's my father, but when I turned my head, my father was already sitting on a motorcycle, waiting for me to get on ... A year later, I went to primary school and suddenly found that many students in my class had private cars.

One day, I was confused and said to my father, "Dad, you don't have to pick me up in the future." Dad seemed to see through something, but he didn't say anything. Dad hasn't seen me off since.

I started walking to school and finished my studies. Until that afternoon ... that afternoon, I sat in the classroom and packed my bag for school.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew outside the window. I walked out of school and felt very cold. I wish I had a coat on me at this time, but I didn't, because my father didn't come. I walked alone on that familiar and unfamiliar road. At this moment, I found a man and a motorcycle in front, as if waiting for someone. Ah! It's actually my father. I ran happily. Dad put on my coat and looked at me kindly and said, "Dad will wait for you here in the future!" " "I threw myself into my father's arms, and tears of regret wet his clothes.

2. Dad's smoking composition describes the mountain in detail, so tall, steady and profound; And I have a fatherly love that belongs to me, like a mountain of fatherly love.

As for my father, I admire him. Although he doesn't talk much, he always smells like a mature man. For fifteen years, from the day I can remember, everything that happened with my father was deeply imprinted in my heart. From the first time I described my father, I wrote about his obesity, his humor, his seriousness, his kindness, his wisdom and cleverness, and all kinds of interesting things that happened between him and my mother. I like to call my father "Dad" because I think "Dad" is more friendly. I like the happy days when my father is held by my left hand and my mother is held by my right hand. That warm feeling will remain in my memory forever. My father's shoulder is my shelter. Behind those broad shoulders, there must be a warm world. When I was a child, my father always held my hand, led me across the street, taught me to walk and ride a bike, accompanied me to the supermarket, and of course, accompanied me by my mother.

If God asked me to exchange all my wealth for these memories engraved in my mind, I would never agree! For me, my father's love for me moved me. My father is a man who is not good at words, but his actions reveal his love for me, a little look, a little action. My father's love for me is very deep, only belongs to me, father's love. Last winter, I caught a cold and my fever continued. One afternoon, my fever reached 38 degrees 5. My father just came home from work, and when he saw my face flushed and in a daze, his eyes flashed a trace of urgency. Then he took me to the hospital. At 6 o'clock that afternoon, I had an intravenous drip. Father was relieved and let mother go home first. He stayed with me, and my mother was afraid that my father would have low blood sugar and asked him to go home first. My father was not happy. Then he left without looking back.

Sure enough, an hour later, my father went back to the hospital and asked my mother to go back. The hospital room is too hot, and my father is afraid of the heat! I don't know how he spent that long hour. What moved me most was that my father saw me licking my lips and poured me a glass of water. I will never forget my father's eyes when he fed me water, full of love and pity. This is not the same as mother's loving eyes. Dad's eyes are very complicated, just like the sea, too deep to see the end.

He bent down slowly, put the cup gently close to my lips and slowly poured water into my mouth. Warm liquid flowed into my throat. I was surprised at my father's frailty. I never thought that a careless man would have such delicate feelings! When I got home, I broke out in a sweat and my fever dropped a lot. My father brought me water, oranges and pears for a while, and my mother was as busy as a bee. People have fatherly love and maternal love all their lives. What else can they ask for? Today, the moon is really bright! Dad is working in Linyi at this time, enjoying the moon with me! Lying on the soft Simmons bed, I opened the floodgate of memory, and I could clearly see the dribs and drabs that happened with my father in the past. I pick up my father in the snow and ice, my father who plays with me on holidays, my father who explains math problems to me, and my father who buys clothes with me. I grew up happily under my father's love and grew up safely under his care. Unconsciously, 15 years passed.

That year was a terrible year, and the result of my father's physical examination was written in black and white as "three highs". Venus appeared in front of my eyes in an instant. When I learned that my father could no longer smoke and drink, I realized that I should protect my father. I began to help him quit smoking and drinking, encourage him and help him. When I was a child, my father often coaxed me to play. Now, it is time for me to love him as much as my father loves me. Although my father has a lot of silver hair on his head fifteen years later, in my heart, my father is still tall and straight.

Dad still smells like a mature man, and things have changed. In the world.

Maybe everything will change, but I believe that my father's love for me, my love for my father, will last forever with Qingshan. Dad's love is like a mountain.

3. The characteristics of detailed description of characters. My father, who wants to write a clip of his father smoking, often smokes at home. Our whole family is very unhappy, so we want to persuade him to give up smoking.

I thought hard all night and finally came up with three persuasion schemes. I think: these three schemes are not just three fingers holding snails against dad-are they sure?

The next day, I dug up the information I collected about the harm of smoking to human body. This is my plan A: Talking about the harm of smoking. I said, "Dad, I found that you are a bit like a dragon these two days." "Are you? That's good. I like dragons. " Dad said. I said, "No, I mean you smoke too much. You don't know, do you? Smoking a cigarette can reduce one hour's life. " "The dragon goes away, the tiger is in the wind, and the dragon has no prestige without smoke." I think my father didn't listen to my persuasion and was a little angry. He said, "Well, since you don't listen to me, you don't believe that a snoring and panting dragon has any prestige." "good! All right! All right! I listen to you, don't I just quit smoking? I will definitely do it. " I was very happy then.

The good days didn't last long. A week later, my father started smoking again, and my plan A also failed.

It seems that I have to work out my plan B: Dad's shortcomings. My father has no other shortcomings except one-meanness. Today, my father smoked again. I asked my father, "Dad, are you smoking again?" If you still smoke, I want you to promise me one condition. "What conditions?" "You have to promise me first. Now all the students in our class have dolls, but I don't. You have to buy me one. " "Is it not a doll? I will buy it for you. " "I'm not finished yet. If you still smoke, you have to buy me a doll of 100. If you don't smoke, you have to buy me a doll of 10. There is a difference of 0 in the middle, so be sure to think clearly! Dad said, "I'll think about it and tell you tomorrow." "

The next day, my father said, "I'll buy you 10." I said, "Don't go back on your word!" "ok." I kill two birds with one stone. First, I told my father to give up smoking. Second, I have a doll. I'm hot corn. Happy!

But God didn't help me. A month later, I found my father smoking outside again, which really made me sad!

I must use my must-kill stunt plan C: The harm of smoking to others. I know my father loves me the most. Dad smoked again today, so I pretended to cough. Dad asked, "What's the matter with you, daughter?" I said, "What can I do? I can't stand the smell of smoke? " Dad said inexplicably, "How does my smoking bother you?" "The problem can be big. You smoke, I cough when I smell smoke, and my lungs hurt and I feel uncomfortable. Because there are many toxic substances in the smoke. Scientists have said that smoking is equivalent to taking drugs. It's just that you're taking drugs. You come to pick me up. I am still a child. " Dad said firmly, "I didn't expect to hurt you again." In that case, I will never smoke again. " I am so happy after hearing this sentence.

There are many men in the world whose biggest hobby is smoking, and even women smoke. My father also smokes. I feel bad because smoking is harmful to my health. Isn't smoking harmful to health written on the left side of each pack of cigarette cases? Some people, such as my father, know that smoking is harmful to people's health, but they still smoke all day. They are simply "big chimneys". Smoking is like lighting a big haystack, which makes the room full of smoke and makes people hate wearing gas masks.

I really want to say to my father, "Dad, I really hope you can quit smoking. If you really can't quit, then smoke less every day! It's not that I won't let you smoke. If cigarettes are healthy, I hope you smoke more! On the contrary, smoking is not good for people's health. Smoking less has at least two advantages: first, it can save money; Second, it will not cause harm to the body. You smoke less and use the money saved to buy some supplements to nourish your body! You are the pillar of the family! Dad, the chance of smokers getting lung cancer is much higher than that of ordinary people! Cancer is an incurable terminal disease! Dad, please wake up!

Dad, can you hear me? Your daughter called! Dad, I hope you break up with tobacco soon! "

Today, my father quit smoking for a month, and I am very happy.

Everyone will give a thumbs-up when talking about my father, but my father's only shortcoming is his love of smoking. Smoking two packs of cigarettes a day makes the house smoky, and my mother and I are miserable. So, I must make my father give up smoking.

I first found a magazine for my dad to read, and he read it. I said, "Dad, look, it says there is nicotine in cigarettes, and ...". Every time you smoke a cigarette, you will lose 0. Five seconds of life. " Dad looked at it and said disapprovingly, "I want to quit smoking, too!" " However, I just can't quit! "When I heard this, I thought: For my family and my parents, I must find a way to get my father to quit smoking.

I am the apple of my family's eye, and my grades are good. The teacher said that I would definitely be admitted to a famous university.

One day I came home from school and saw my father didn't go to work. When I was sleeping at home, I picked up my exercise book, sat on the ground and cried and said, "What's good about reading? It is better not to study. " Dad was woken up by me, saw me tearing books and asked me, "Baby, why did you tear books?" I cried even more when I heard this, and said, "Your smoking leads to family discord and affects my study. I don't study! " "Hearing this, Dad quickly said," My little ancestor, don't tear it up. I promise you, just don't smoke. "After hearing this, I immediately burst into tears and smiled:" It's a deal, let's pull the hook. "

One or two days, I didn't see my father smoking, so I thought: Dad doesn't smoke at home, will he smoke outside? So, I followed my father and still didn't see him smoking, so I bought a pack of cigarettes and put them on the table. Dad came back and saw a cigarette on the table. He took out one, smelled it and put it in his mouth. Suddenly, my father seemed to remember something and threw all the cigarettes into the trash can. I saw it and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Today, I am very happy!

My father has one of his greatest hobbies, which is smoking. He smokes a pack of cigarettes every day on average, so he often quarrels with his mother. What I hate is that my father still has a bunch of fallacies and heresies, saying that "men don't smoke, jumping around in the world for nothing" makes my mother angry. He is just my baby daughter.

One day at noon, my father sneaked into the room and took a pack of cigarettes. I fell asleep and suddenly woke up. I jumped out of bed and rushed up, grabbed my dad and said, "No smoking." "Dear daughter, let dad smoke one!" Dad pleaded. "no" I firmly said that my father had no choice but to return to the living room in a panic. I finish my homework and go out to play every weekend. When my mother is not at home, my father smokes unscrupulously at home. When I came back, the house was already filled with smoke. "Ahem, I'm choking!" I cried, and I ran to the living room to teach my father another lesson. Father was speechless at once.

From then on, under my supervision, my father only smoked one cigarette every day, but occasionally he made mistakes. Whenever I find out, I always criticize him

Dad, dear dad, you know, how I wish you could give up smoking completely. You are my best father!