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1. I have a good father.

Father is a man of few words When he was with his mother, he heard her talking all the time. My father just keeps smoking and answers once in a while, and most of them are just a sentence or two. When the guests came home, their father accompanied them to dinner, neither letting wine nor persuading them to eat. It is impolite to eat only your own food. It's the same for us children. He seldom asks about our study. He thinks that learning is our own business. Ask him if you have any questions. He also said that you should ask the teacher.

My father is a farmer, but in my eyes, many places are not like real farmers. My father finished primary school and dropped out of school because of poverty in the second grade of junior high school. Then he and several companions ran to Baotou without telling their grandparents, where they went to a technical secondary school for two years. Later, due to natural disasters in the 1960s, the school was dissolved, and my father returned to his hometown to continue to be his farmer. My father wrote a very good hand of calligraphy. Whoever has a wedding or funeral in the village always respectfully asks his father to be a cashier and write something down. Spring Festival is a busy season for my father. The villagers sent red paper to my house early and asked my father to write Spring Festival couplets. Often, before the Spring Festival, my family has long been filled with festive atmosphere. When I was a child, my father asked me to learn to write letters to my uncle in Shandong. What format, how to call it and how to sign it are all taught by my father. Although I like his handwriting, I haven't practiced it for a long time, and it hasn't been shapeless until now. When I go home and have a drink with my father until I am happy, my father always points at me and says, "As far as you are concerned, you are still a Chinese department or a teacher. The writing is not as good as that of a farmer like me. " I can only smile and nod.

Father is a man who loves books. Every time he goes out, he always puts a book in his bag. There is really nothing to read, so I have to bring some newspapers. I remember my father bought books by himself, including Water Margin, Stories of Eastern Zhou Countries, Strange Tales from a Lonely Studio and Three Stories by Feng Menglong, which were published in 1975. During the slack season, other men play cards or gamble, and my father reads on the kang. On rainy and snowy days, I read books all day. In the past two years, my father was dazzled, so he bought a pair of reading glasses himself and didn't forget to study. I sometimes look carefully, and the old man really looks like a literati. When I went home this summer vacation, I rummaged through the bookcases and found a set of "Wonders of Ancient and Modern Times" by the old man in Ming Dynasty, which was engraved in Daoguang period of Qing Dynasty. Unfortunately, one roll is missing. I said to him, give me this book. Father said yes, but I can't see at all. My father often said to me with emotion, "During the Cultural Revolution, all the books left by your grandfather when he was a private school teacher were burned while I was cooking, for fear of getting into trouble. It's worth it if you don't stay until now. " So I am also very emotional. Fortunately, our generation will never catch up with the era of "burning books".

Of the three children in my family, my father loves me the most. He said I could sit still and behave myself. In winter, I run in the street all day, sweating all over, and my cotton trousers are wet with heat. Before getting up in the morning, my father always lights the stove early, then turns my cotton trousers over by hand and bakes them near the stove bit by bit, shaking them slowly while baking. Soon, I saw plumes of hot air coming out of my cotton trousers. After baking, dad will rub cotton trousers with his two pairs of big hands to make them soft. When I put it on again, I felt very warm. My father is a restless man. He often polishes my shoes, and he polishes them carefully every time. Every day, my father takes out the bike I rode at school, and when I go home at night, my father takes care of it for me every time. His job is to clean the car and cheer up. In his eyes, I always seem to be a child. All the books I read at school were covered by my father himself and written with a brush. I have been a teacher for so many years, and my high school textbooks are still well preserved. Sometimes I see him say that this book is useless. Please sell it. Father always said, "keep it, keep it, you will hate it if you use books." I went to college in Nanjing for four years. Every time my father writes to me, the letter always ends with, don't worry about money, eat well and take care of your health. He seldom tells me to study hard, but after reading my father's letter, I naturally know how to study.

Now, I have been a father for more than ten years. When the child was young, he refused to take medicine because of illness. He often beats children, but he is older, and I often beat him because he doesn't like going to kindergarten. Until now, I haven't studied hard and failed in the exam. I scolded my children, too. Think about my father's attitude towards me, and then think about my attitude towards my children. I'm really ashamed. My dad and I meet several times a year, and he gets old as soon as we meet. Isn't it? I am in my forties. Can a father not be old?

In my eyes, my father is a silent person, a person who loves me and loves me, a person who loves reading and writing, and a person who guides more than discipline. In my eyes, my father's image is very tall, and I have to look up to see it. May my father live healthily, and I am willing to be his child forever.

I don't know what theme you want, so I'll give you one.

People say that "only mothers are good in the world", but when I was a child, I always felt that my mother was not as good as people said.

Whenever they see other children fall, their mothers are always eager to pick up the crying children and hug them in their arms to take care of them in every way, and their hearts are always sour. And I fell, and my mother always said firmly, "Get up by yourself." I endured the pain and tears and tried to get up. Seeing my mother's expression of relief and satisfaction, I was even more wronged, but I couldn't cry for fear that my mother would laugh at me for cowardice. To this end, my mother's face is always filled with a proud and successful smile. I always thought that my mother was the most strict mother in the world, which made me develop an independent and self-reliant character from an early age. Can better adapt to society and life.

When I was in second grade, I caught a cold once. I thought my mother would carry me to the clinic as anxiously as other mothers when I was sick. What I never expected was that my mother said to me, "Your father left today, and I can't leave work. Go to the clinic yourself and tell the doctor about your illness. They will help you. " I was stunned by this unexpected remark, and all the other children were sick in my mind. They can always let their father take them and their mother coax them to the clinic. What about me? Want to go alone. I have no choice but to bite the bullet and go. My uncles and aunts in the clinic took special care of me when they saw me coming alone. And kept praising me for being bold, brave and self-reliant I didn't cry during the injection, but I won a burst of praise from my uncles and aunts. I wrote a letter praising my boldness and asked me to give it to the school, but I didn't want to part with it. The letter has been left until now. By going to the clinic by myself this time, I felt that my mother educated me and exercised me in the dim light.

When I really understood the true meaning of love, it was in the last semester of the third grade, that is, 20021February 12 of the lunar calendar. My mother is busy working all day, and she doesn't come back until I sleep at night. When I woke up the next morning, I was surprised to find a pile of books and some pencils beside my bed. It is tied with a red ribbon, and there is a purple paper on it, which reads "Happy Birthday" in four big characters. I suddenly realized that today is my birthday! I excitedly took the newspaper and read it. That's a letter from my mother! I still remember the contents of the letter: "Yan Qun, today is your birthday. After today, you will be ten years old. You're a big boy. You should always demand yourself by the standards of an older child. You have grown up, and your mother can't follow you every day. You should learn to take care of yourself. You should not only study hard, but also take care of your life and your health. I've been busy at work recently, and I haven't prepared any special gifts for you. I sent you some notebooks and pencils, which are all things you need to learn. Courtesy is light and affection is heavy. My mother just wants you to learn something to use. Learning means perseverance, mastery and hardship. The competition from generation to generation is cruel. If you want to gain a foothold in the competition, you must work hard. Mom sincerely hopes that you will study hard, study effectively, be honest and open-minded, be strict with yourself, tolerate others and develop in an all-round way. Mom doesn't ask you to be the best, just hope you are the hardest, as long as you work hard, it is the best! " Seeing this, my tears blurred, and my mother dragged her tired body to write to me under the lamp! Those sleepy and tired eyes reveal their true love for me. I ran into the kitchen, hugged my mother who was cooking, and said excitedly, "Mom, write to me after work so late." My mother turned around, touched my head and said quietly, "Brush your teeth, wash your face and get ready for dinner." I am going to be late. " At this moment, I really understood my mother. She wanted to train me to be a person who can experience storms and adapt to the ever-changing environment. My mother loves me deeply. She turned love into action, constantly gave me strength and courage, made me face the reality, and made me realize the true meaning of love.

I really want to shout: "mom, you have worked hard, I love you, mom."

3. The eternal topic of fatherly love

Students, have you ever thought about fatherly love? Although maternal love is great, but think about it carefully, is fatherly love better than maternal love? Isn't fatherly love great?

The Los Angeles 1989 earthquake in the United States caused thousands of injuries in less than four minutes. After the earthquake, a father settled his wife and immediately rushed to his son's school. But the school building has collapsed. Seeing this, he cried, but there was an idea in his mind: my son was waiting for me. He dug for 8 hours; 12 hour; 24 hours; After 36 hours, I finally found my son and several other classmates.

Among them, only one sentence is fresh in my memory: no matter what happens, I will always be with you! This sentence is so beautiful, this sentence is so profound! This sentence gave me a lot of encouragement. At this moment, I suddenly remembered my father.

My father is the boss, but he won't neglect my study because of business. Every night, he helps me do my homework, recite English, do math and Olympics. I remember once, I got more than 80 points in the exam, and I went home to show my father the test paper. At that time, I was so scared that my father would hit me. This is, my father frowned and asked me seriously: "Have you answered the question seriously?" I said in a trembling voice, "Answer seriously." "Then why did you make three mistakes?" "I, I thought this exam was simple and easy, so I didn't review it carefully." "My son still understand? It's just that he reviews carefully every time, and he will review every place in the future exam, okay? " At that time, I actually knew that my father's words contained criticism and encouragement to me. I swear I won't make my father sad again.

Father's love is an eternal topic; Father's love is a poem that has been passed down through the ages; Father's love is the most charming scenery; Father's love is a thousand years old wine! Fatherly love is so selfless and great!

My father loves me, and I love my father deeply. I also feel my father's expectation! My father created me, and I want to say "You have worked hard" to my father.