Love composition my father gave me.

In normal study, work and life, everyone has been exposed to composition, which is a kind of comprehensive and creative speech activity. So have you ever studied composition? The following is a love composition carefully arranged by my father for reference only. Welcome to reading.

The love composition my father gave me 1 grew up, and my mother cared more about me: I was hungry, and my mother gave me delicious food; Cold, my mother gave me a warm sweater; It's hot, so my mother fanned me with a cool breeze. But there is one thing that makes me realize the greatness of fatherly love.

In the first semester of grade three, my English grades were not satisfactory. My father bought me books and taught me English every night after he came home. From words to phonetic symbols, as long as I can't pronounce them correctly, he will take the trouble to show me until I am correct. Day after day, soon, my English scores improved significantly.

During the summer vacation, my father was transferred to a branch. Because of the long journey, I have to go to work in the company very early every day and come back very late, which greatly increases the workload. But my father still won't relax my study. Every day when he comes back, he can't even eat, so he teaches me. Sweat dripped from his face and he didn't care; He doesn't care whether he is thirsty or not; Exhausted, he doesn't care. He will do anything for me.

In the middle of the night, I woke up to go to the toilet. I found my father writing something in a rustle. His eyes are bloodshot, and there are dark circles around him. Clothes are like fish out of water, soaked to the skin. A few hairs turned white, too. This is all caused by teaching me English. I held back my tears and went back to bed.

The back of my father caught my eye again, and my heart was warm. It turns out that fatherly love is so great and selfless.

As we all know, our parents love us the most. Today, I want to write about my father's love for me, how much he loves me and cares about me.

In the summer when I was four years old, my father took me to the zoo by bike. On the way, suddenly, it rained heavily. At that time, my father only brought an umbrella and opened it for me. I didn't take an umbrella in the rain, but my father didn't take an umbrella. The rain got him wet. I asked my father, "Let me bring you an umbrella!" Or you'll get wet! "Dad said," nothing! Dad is strong, he won't get sick if he gets caught in the rain for a while, but you are weak, and you will get sick if you get caught in the rain, so take an umbrella yourself! "I saw the water dripping from the umbrella into my father's clothes. I put up an umbrella to protect my father from the rain. Father said, "honey, you don't need to shelter me from the wind and rain for the time being." "I feel that the car is much faster and I will soon arrive at the zoo. When I arrived at the zoo, my father and I saw many animals and told me many stories about them. After the rain cleared, my father and I went home happily! I really enjoyed this day!

Usually my father is very busy at work and seldom cares about me. He can't rest for a day or two a month, but he still takes me out to play after work. I know that my father loves me in his heart, which makes me feel that my father's love is irreplaceable and great. I love my father!

My father's love for me 3 Once upon a time, I only felt maternal love, but I never felt fatherly love. But I feel it now.

Just after school that day, it suddenly began to rain cats and dogs, and many students left with umbrellas. And I'm standing alone under the eaves, planning to wait until the rain stops before going home. If I had listened to my mother in the morning, I would have taken an umbrella. Why don't you listen? I stood there, watching the raindrops as big as beans fall to the ground like broken beads, splashing one after another. Suddenly, a familiar figure appeared vaguely in my sight. When I walked in, it was "Dad, Dad? I'm here, I shouted excitedly. Dad heard this and ran over at once. Dad: Why are you here? I know you didn't bring an umbrella, so I brought you an umbrella. Let's go, shall we? In case you catch a cold. We walked in the rain with umbrellas. When I got home, I found my father soaked to the skin and turned into a "soaking chicken", but I was safe and sound, without a drop of water. It turned out that my father gave me his umbrella all the way, so I didn't get wet. As a result, my father caught a bad cold the next day. But he didn't complain, and he endured it himself.

This incident made me realize that fatherly love is so great, just like a heavy mountain; Father's love is so warm, just like the sun in winter. Father's love is like an umbrella, which won't make us get sunburned in hot summer days; Father is a big tree, let us enjoy the cool in under the greenwood tree; Father's love is a shelter from the wind and rain, and we thrive under his protection.

Father's love for me composition 4 My father suffered a serious work injury and almost lost his life. He is covered with scars and struggles with illness every day. But my father devoted all his energy to me, and my vigorous growth condensed his hard work and sweat.

Every morning, my father will carefully check my appearance, and then tell me earnestly that I should be disciplined, hygienic and get along well with my classmates at school. My ears are almost full of calluses and I can only nod silently. After finishing my homework every day, my father will check it word for word for the first time. If it is unqualified, let me rewrite it until it is qualified. Sometimes I don't understand, so I timidly ask my father, is he so serious about his study? Dad said patiently, "We must try our best in our studies. Learning is a systematic project, and the delay will never make up for it! " "Every week, my father will clean up my dirty clothes in time, and I will brush them hard in particularly dirty places. I looked at my father's haggard and silent back, until that moment, I really realized that deep love was surging in his thin body!

I am lucky because I have my father who loves me the most in the world. Dear dad, I love you!

My father's love for me composition 5 Someone once asked me, what is love? I said love is an action, love is a language, and love is a feeling. I remember that on a sunny morning, I was preparing to go to school. Suddenly, my father came up to me with a dress and said kindly, "Smile, it's very cold outside today. Please put on this dress. " "Dad, no, I'm not cold!"

I answered casually. "Smile and be obedient!" Dad patiently reasoned with me, "otherwise it would be too late to get sick!" " "I thought: Oh, what a nuisance, I have to wear clothes if I'm not cold! Seeing this, mother inserted a few words beside her: "Smile, your father is doing it for you!"! If you are sick, mom and dad will worry about you! " I looked at my watch. Oh, my God, it's already seven forty! Then I looked at my parents who were against me. I have no choice but to be an obedient "puppy" and put on the clothes my father gave me.

My father sent me to school, and I said goodbye to my father and walked into the school gate. That gust of wind blew on my face and hands, cool, but warm. I felt a warm current rush into my body like a river, which immediately made me feel my father's love for me. It turns out that my father is so concerned about my dribs and drabs that I feel his meticulous love!

Father's love for me 6 Last March, I got a serious illness and was hospitalized.

In the hospital, I have to lose a lot of fluids every day. One of my parents will always be by my side, and I will always bring the radio to help me out. Every noon, there are always some nurses in the hospital pushing the dining car to deliver meals in the aisle. Dad will taste the rice carefully every time, and then feed it to me for fear of burning my mouth. ...

Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock I want water, water, water ... "Unexpectedly, my parents won't give me water, and my mother said," If I drink water, the medicine will have no effect. If you want to get better and get out of the hospital early, be obedient and don't drink water, okay? "

"all right." I listened to my mother and didn't drink water. Because I know that they won't let me drink water because they want me to recover soon.

In the evening, I want to sleep Mom and dad stay by my side every day for fear that something will happen to me. They also gave me several examples to prove that they were right to protect me, such as someone robbing me. I feel dizzy. Where did someone rob the hospital? But I listened to my parents again. Because I know they still love me. ...

When I was discharged from the hospital, I was so excited to see them, just because my illness was cured. Every time I think about these little things when I was in hospital, I feel that they love me very much.

Father's love for me 7 Father's love is like a mountain, a sea, a safe haven, which contains our joys and sorrows.

I remember when I was in the third grade, one summer morning, I finished breakfast and prepared to go to school. Dad said, "Lele, it's raining today, so you'd better take an umbrella!" " "But I just ignored my father's tips and wore my favorite short sleeves to school. But after a while, dark clouds suddenly appeared in the sky, and then it rained heavily. When I got to school, my father ran to the school gate with an umbrella in his hand. I saw it, ran over with tears in my eyes and hugged my father tightly.

One more thing, dad watches his mobile phone every afternoon. It makes a very noisy sound. I am very unhappy and will interrupt me to do my homework carefully. After a week, I didn't hear that noisy voice again. And my father is reading quietly with me every afternoon. I am very touched.

This is my father's love for me, and I feel very gratified. I must cherish this love.

My father's love for me composition 8 My parents' love for me can be reflected in everything in life. The following is one of them.

One day, when I was playing downstairs, I accidentally tripped over a floor tile, fell down and broke my knees. Blood mixed with soil, soil embedded in meat, looks terrible. I looked at my broken leg, and it hurt and scared. I was in tears, crying for my parents.

Mom and dad heard my shouts and rushed over. My mother looked at my bleeding leg and anxiously said to my father, hurry home! Dad quickly picked me up and took me home. When I got home, my mother immediately poured me a pot of hot water to wash away the dirty things embedded in the meat. I cried all the time when I washed it with hot water. My father looked at me in distress and said to my mother: Easy, easy.

After the treatment, my father carried me to the bed and said with distress, you must be careful when running in the future, and don't fall down by yourself again. Then, my father always accompanied me, telling me stories, telling me jokes and singing, hoping to distract my attention and make me less painful.

I deeply realized the love of my parents.

Dad's love for me composition 9 Dad's love for me

I am dad's little baby, and he will always care about me and love me. Once at home, I suddenly felt very uncomfortable and cold. I took my temperature and found that I had a fever. Dad was still at work that day. Hearing this, he hurried home. Seeing that my temperature was very high, he immediately decided to take me to the hospital. Dad drives much faster than usual on the road, so he looks a little anxious. After the doctor visited me in the hospital, my father took me for an intravenous drip and rented me a bed so that I could have a good rest during the injection. My father was not idle when I was lying down for an injection. He fed me water, ate fruit, touched my head, asked me how I felt, and went out to buy my favorite snacks. I'm almost finished with the first bag, but my temperature has risen instead of falling. Dad is more anxious. He took the medical record to see a doctor. Then he made a film, drew blood for a long time, and tried the new medicine again. Dad has been with me. I finally got my temperature under control this time and feel much better. Then I fell asleep unconsciously, and I don't know how long it took. My father took me home. I didn't know it was past two in the morning until I got home after intravenous drip the next day. Dad has something to do early in the morning, so he can't have a rest. It's really too difficult. With my father around, he will care about me and love me in every possible way. I'm not afraid of any difficulties. I must repay my father for his love for me.

One day, I came to my father's office after school. I finished my homework in it and showed it to my father. Unexpectedly, my father's face sank. He called me over and said, "Look for yourself, what a mistake this is!" " "I bowed my head and walked over. Without saying a word, I said," I will correct it. " Dad said sternly, "just correct it." "

I have done all the rest of the math problems, but I can't do any of them. I want to ask my father, but I dare not, so I am in a dilemma. One is afraid of dad and the other is afraid of the teacher's criticism tomorrow. Just then, my father came over and asked, "What happened?" I was shocked and thought: it's over! But the result surprised me. When I showed my homework to my father, he actually said, "Yes, there is progress. This question is really difficult. I will teach you. " So, I went over, listened carefully and learned the method.

I thought: Dad is really great. Criticize when it is time to criticize and praise when it is time to praise. My father's concern for my study shows his love for me.

I must study hard, become a pillar of the country and repay my father.

My father gave me a love composition 1 1 My mother said that I was cute, beautiful and a fat doll when I was a child. But I always love to get sick.

I remember that on a cold winter night, it was snowing heavily outside and I suddenly had a high fever. My parents carried me to the hospital. After seeing it, the doctor said it was a viral cold and needed infusion. After the doctor finished writing the list, my parents went to take me to hang the infusion bottle. When everything was ready, my mother remembered that I hadn't eaten yet and asked me what I wanted to eat. I thought about it and said, "I want to eat baked sweet potatoes." Dad didn't say anything. I hurried to buy me baked sweet potatoes. Through the window of the hospital, I saw that there was still heavy snow outside. After waiting for a long time, my father came back and said, "I'm hungry." He said that there are few baked sweet potatoes with such heavy snow. I searched for a long time and finally found it in a food store. " When he appeared in front of me, his clothes and hair were wet with snow. At this moment, I couldn't help crying with my father in my arms. He took out the hot baked sweet potato from his clothes and handed it to me. I said, "Mom and Dad, let's eat together. They said you could eat. We're not hungry. So I quickly finished eating the anti-sweet potato, just like my infusion bottle was finished. Mom and dad took me home.

Although this happened when I was very young, it let me know the love of my parents. Therefore, I will never forget this matter. Thank you for your love, mom and dad. I love you!

Father's love for me 12 My parents' love for me is selfless, regardless of any return, and it is the deepest and greatest love in the world.

Last National Day, my parents took us to Hong Kong to play. The scorching sun is hot enough to fry chicken legs and make the earth hot. Disney is a sea of people, and there are long queues for every game. Dad ran around waiting in line for us. Here is a line for us to play, and he goes to another place to line up. My sister was so delicate that she cried and said she was tired after a few steps. She insisted on being hugged by her father, who picked up her sister without saying anything, and was already sweating in less than half an hour.

Seeing my father sweating, I was too embarrassed to play again, and I wanted my father to "switch shifts" with me. But in order to let me have enough fun, my father clung to the camera and refused to let go. That night, we went to a cruise ship, and my father found us a most comfortable position to enjoy the night view of Hong Kong. That night, I tossed and turned and couldn't sleep at all. I want to turn back the clock and let my father have a good holiday.

Our parents love us more than anyone else. They always leave us the best. We should cherish the time our parents spend with us.