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Dad, listen to me and write a composition titled 600

1. Dad, please listen to me. 600-word essay

Dad, I want to tell you that no one is perfect. Everyone has their own shortcomings and advantages, and I don’t have it either. exception.

It was the National Day holiday and you had just come back. I was very happy. You open your arms, and I can't help but run forward and throw myself into your arms. At that moment, my heart was suddenly filled with warmth. Because it is rare for you to come back once.

On the way home, I have a lot of things in my heart that I want to say to you. However, I still held back. Because there is very little time on the way home, at this time, I just want to hold your hand.

Finally arriving home, my heart is filled with joy. However, as soon as the chair was warm, you started asking about my academic performance and homework. If I say I have good grades, you will accuse me of bragging. When I said my grades were not good, you said I was not up to par, so I had to show you my "Colorful Bridge" (home-school contact book). After you looked at it, your brows furrowed again. I yelled loudly: "Why is your name not on the Labor Star? If it is not there next week, come back and see how I deal with you." After hearing these harsh words, I suddenly felt so pitiful and aggrieved. You know, out of the five "star" level evaluations, I made four star rankings! How many people can achieve this result?

I contradicted you angrily and said, "Don't I have a name in other aspects? You are not satisfied with this! I am not a perfect person." After saying that, I ran away sadly go out.

Everyone has their own strengths and weaknesses, but you often travel on business and can’t see my shortcomings. Instead of encouraging me, you scolded me. In terms of study, you care about me, which I am very grateful for. You educate me, and I am happy to accept it. However, there is always something bad about me. 2. A 600-word essay on Dad Listening to My Explanation

In life, anyone may have differences of opinion with their father. well! I also had differences with my father, who always didn't understand my thoughts.

Dad, please listen to me: Sometimes when I don’t do well in exams, I thought you would come over and comfort me. But who knows, when you see the paper I did poorly in the exam, you will He got serious and started criticizing me. If I didn't do well in the exam, it wasn't because I wasn't serious and didn't concentrate on my studies. In fact, I also want to do well in the exam. In fact, I am also studying hard, but most of the questions on the test paper are extracurricular knowledge, which is a bit difficult.

Dad, please listen to me: I am already a junior high school student and have become self-conscious. You don’t need to stare at me like you did in elementary school. I also know that you did this to keep my academic performance excellent. But do you know? When my classmates see my homework book, they will say: "Oh! I am a junior high school student, and I still ask my father to correct my homework..." Dad, please listen to me, I have grown up and sensible, I am now I can already control myself. And you won’t have to pick me up after school anymore. I know that my home is quite far from the school, and I also know that you care about me and are afraid that I will not be safe on the road. But every time you pick me up on your electric bike. I'm worried that my classmates are laughing at me: "I'm already in junior high school, and my parents come to pick me up and drop me off every day. Aren't you ashamed?" Dad, please listen to me, I am no longer a child, please don't worry! I can protect myself.

Dad, please listen to me: I am no longer a child, and I will no longer spend money randomly. You should let me use my pocket money. Especially the New Year's money. Whenever school starts after the Spring Festival, I feel embarrassed when my classmates talk about how they spend their New Year's money. Because every time after the New Year, you always keep my New Year's money for safekeeping... Dad, please listen to me, I now have the ability to control the New Year's money, and I will no longer spend it randomly.

Ah! Dad, please listen to me. I have grown up now. I can manage myself well and have my own ideas and independent living space. 3. I urgently need a 600-word essay "Mom, Dad, Listen to Me"

Mom, I have a lot to say to you, but every time I say it, I swallow it.

Today, I will take the opportunity of writing an essay to ask you to listen to your daughter’s voice! I remember one day, you bought a wooden box from the street and put some things in it. At this moment, you couldn't put it down, with a look of joy on your face, which made me very curious.

Once, you forgot to lock the box, and I couldn't help but feel curious.

When I opened the box, I saw a wrinkle-free bright red scarf and a thick picture album neatly placed inside. I looked through the photos inside carefully, and they were all happy scenes of you playing with your friends as a child.

It turns out that what is hidden inside is your childhood! How innocent and naive you are at this time! Suddenly, the same thought as yours came to my mind: How great would it be to keep my own childhood? I want to say to my mother, mother, I want to say to you, who is by my side to guard me when I am sick, it is my mother; when I encounter difficulties, who is by my side to support me, is also my mother; When I am sad, who is there to comfort me is my mother. Every time, my mother is by my side giving me endless love.

I really want to say to my dear mother: "Thank you, my dear mother." When I was a child, I was an extremely naughty child and caused a lot of trouble for my mother, and my mother She always put up with all this trouble for me without saying a word. Even that time, she didn't complain at all. That day, I climbed into the newly built work shed just in time to return from shopping for groceries. My mother met me and saw me climbing so high (about two tables stacked on top of each other), so she hurriedly called me down.

I waved my hand to my mother, indicating that I was fine, but came. I had trouble with my center of gravity, and as a result, I "flyed" down. Before I fell into coma, I saw my mother hugging me with tears streaming down her face, and then she lost consciousness.

I vaguely heard my mother's voice, she was telling me to wake up quickly! So, I opened my eyes and found that I was already in the ward, "Oh! It hurts so much! "I screamed subconsciously. It was obvious that I had received several stitches on my forehead. Huh? My mother fell asleep in the chair.

I was about to lean over and take a look, but my mother opened her eyes. . I was shocked. My mother’s originally bright eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, and her shiny black hair had a lot of white color. She looked a little thinner, “Okay! Finally woke up, are you hungry? "Until my mother's concerned voice rang from my ears, the shame and guilt made my nose sore, and the tears kept falling down like broken beads.

See me Looking like this, my mother thought something was wrong with me, and asked worriedly: "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? "I shook my head, hugged my mother, and shouted in tears: "Mom, I'm fine, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! "At that time, my mother didn't say anything, she just smiled, which seemed to have some meaning. Mom! As a daughter, I can't do anything for you now. I can only say something deeply to you. : “Thank you, my wonderful mother.

After that, I sewed a crooked duck-shaped lotus bag stitch by stitch. Even though it was crooked, it was still the result of a lot of hard work. There were a few blisters on my hands, and I was extremely excited and happy.

But you walked into my room and threw it out in front of me without any reason. You also said: "You are so old and you are still playing with this kind of toy!" You know what I mean. How uncomfortable do you feel at this moment? Another time, I drew a few pictures from memory. I wanted to draw more and make a self-made picture album.

But you walked in and said: "It would be great if you spent your painting time on studying, but you just waste your time painting some boring pictures." I was about to ask You explained, and you threw it into the fire pit without mercy. At this time, my heart dropped.

Mom, do you know what you threw and burned those days? Today I am taking the opportunity of writing an essay to tell you: What you are throwing and burning is my childhood! Learning is important, but you can’t help but give your child happiness! Mom, you shouldn’t! It shouldn’t be! I also want to say to mothers all over the world: "Mom, give us a little free space! Give us some happiness in our childhood! We will remember your kindness.

"Mom, I want to tell you, maybe my mother will say: "We are together every day, there is nothing left to say! "But this is what I have buried for a long time and you have never heard it! Maybe you never know that every day after finishing my homework and turning off the lights and lying on the bed, my little head starts playing movies: funny things; Wonderful stories; endless homework; what to wear? What to invent? What to eat... and your endless nagging, I fall asleep thinking about these things, which accompany me day by day. Growing up! Mom, I want to tell you that you are the best mother in the world! You wash, buy groceries, cook, and clean the house every day.

In life, You even cared about me in every possible way. I remember once, I caught a cold and had a high fever, which made you very anxious. You gave me anti-fever medicine and took my temperature, but there was still nothing. The effect.

In the middle of the night, you and your father had to take me to the hospital. After the doctor checked me, I wanted to do an allergy skin test. I am usually afraid of injections. < /p>

After you comforted me and encouraged me, I calmed down, gritted my teeth, and got through it. After I finished my treatment, I walked out of the hospital and it was already dawn when I returned home. , after you settled me down, you dragged your tired body and hurried to work. After your careful care, my illness was cured within a few days.

It's all your credit! The ancients said: "Whoever says nothing can be rewarded with three rays of spring light." I often think that when I grow up, I will repay you well. But, mother! Quite a bit! In order to give me enough time to read, you rarely let me do things for you, which makes me often confused when I really do things. At this time, you will criticize me for being clumsy.

Or things just get messed up. You often say that I never tidy up my desk, never wipe the windowsill, and leave the shoes I change around after I get home. Sometimes it’s just laziness, and sometimes I really don’t have this habit. I will try to correct this.

4. Do you have a father? An essay of more than 600 words titled What I Want to Say to You

Dad, I want to say to you: "You are a good and conscientious father! I will always love you! You are so important to me." I will never forget my care and your teachings to me. I will always keep them in my heart." I still remember one time when I was in third grade, I asked you to sign my homework after I finished it. You were checking information on the computer in the back room. , study. You took my homework, looked at it, and asked: "Can you memorize these English sentences and write them from memory?" I froze there, motionless, like a stone. When you saw that I didn't answer, you guessed There must be something you can't do, so you said: "If there is something you can't do, go read and write again. Make sure you keep it in mind and remember it accurately. I will check it later." After that, you handed over the homework. I thought: "I finally finished writing, but you gave me another problem." But I didn't dare to disobey you, so I reluctantly returned to the living room with my homework and looked at the sentences absently. After a while, I suddenly I fell asleep in a daze. In my sleep, I heard someone calling my name. I looked up and at some point, you were standing next to me. You said to me: "I thought you were studying. Why?" I fell asleep. Do you know these things?" Seeing that I didn't say anything, you had to say: "How about you read it to me first?" I still didn't say anything, and you said angrily: "You can't even read? ? How did you learn it in class! Come on, read with me!" I read to you weakly, and you said even louder, "Louder!" But my voice was still very low, and you finally said I couldn't help but hit me on the head with a book. With a "pop" sound, I was beaten, and at the same time my mind suddenly became clear. At this time, my mother heard the sound and came over and said: "How about "Let the child sleep first and make up for it tomorrow?" You said decisively: "No! What you learned today must be learned today, and you can't put it off until tomorrow. You must start learning it seriously!" If you can't learn, you won't be allowed to sleep!" Seeing my father's firm attitude, my mother had no choice but to encourage me: "Tengfei, be more attentive, listen to your father, and study hard. You must be able to do your homework in the future. You know, you know what you have written, remember it accurately and remember it." Finally, with the guidance and help of my father, I finally memorized all those difficult words. Dad, I want to say to you, although you hit me, But I don’t blame you at all, because I know that everything you do is for my own good. I have seen in you what it means to be serious and strong. I have learned a lot from you. Strict demands on myself, and strict demands on me. You are my good role model. I will definitely live up to your hopes for me. I will study hard and seriously in the future, overcome difficulties bravely and strongly, and repay your kindness with excellent results. All the hard work I have put in. Dad, finally, I pay you the highest respect from the bottom of my heart. I want to say to you: "Dad, you will always be my good dad! I will always love you deeply!" "Hope it's useful to you." 5. Composition for the first grade of junior high school: Mom and Dad, listen to me, about 600 words

Dear Mom and Dad:

You didn’t expect that I would write to you, did you? In fact, I am writing to you because I want to tell you something from my heart. Please consider my feelings!

Mom, you are an excellent teacher. I have wanted to be a teacher since I was a child, but you love me and say: "Silly boy, being a teacher is very hard." I don't understand. Looking at you, you stroked my head lovingly and told me: "Silly boy, you still don't understand." Now, I am already a junior high school student, and I have grown up. I hope you will not hurt me too much. Me, because I need training, but you still love me. One day at noon, our family went out to eat. In the restaurant, you saw that the cup I was drinking from was missing a small sip, so you asked the waiter to bring another cup. Dad saw it and said, "No need, the cup is dead and the person is alive." Yes! Just tell her to pay attention!" But after hearing this, you made a big fuss with your father, which caused people at other tables to point fingers at us. When you quarreled with your father, did you ever consider my feelings?

Dad, I admire you for your conscientiousness and meticulousness in your work, but every move you make affects the health of my mother and me.

Whenever you smoke a cigarette, have you considered how my mother and I feel? Cigarettes contain a lot of nicotine, as you know. Smoking not only harms your own health, but also harms the health of others. Did you know? The number of people who die from smoking in the world is far less than the number of people who die from passive smoking. For this reason, my mother and I tried our best. In order to make you quit smoking, I hid all the cigarettes in the house, but you still bought them outside. I supervised you every day to prevent you from smoking, but I always had to go to school. ! So, you start smoking again. Dad, quit smoking! For your own sake, for the sake of my mother, me and all our relatives, quit smoking!

I wish:

Mom and Dad good health! 6. How to write the essay "Dad, please listen to me"

Dad, please listen to me. In life, maternal love is as gentle as water, and father's love is as serious and strong as mountains. Father is the pillar that supports the family. , give me a happy family. But, Dad, I want to say to you: Stop smoking so much! One day, I was watching TV. Suddenly, I saw an advertisement about cigarettes. The content of the advertisement was as follows: There was a scientist who put a white mouse in a transparent box. Then, the scientist inserted 60 cigarettes into the box. On the side of the box, and lit 60 cigarettes together. Suddenly, the box was filled with cigarette smoke. After a few minutes, the smoke in the box dissipated, and the white mouse was seen lying there, motionless and dead. . The scientist then told us: "60 cigarettes can kill a mouse. If everyone smokes one cigarette a day, it is equivalent to chronic suicide!" Seeing this, Dad just wanted to smoke again! I thought: Dad’s addiction to cigarettes has happened again, I can’t let him continue to consume his life! I immediately said to my father: "Don't smoke anymore. Do you want to die quickly?" Dad, after hearing this, he said to me: "Don't worry! You won't die if you smoke one cigarette." "But that's not what I saw. You only smoked 5 cigarettes that day!" I really hope my dad will quit smoking soon! Dad, I also want to say to you: Stop drinking! One night, you called home and said: "I want to have dinner with people from the company, so I won't come back for dinner tonight." At about ten o'clock, dad staggered in. As soon as I approached you I smelled a strong smell of alcohol. This was, "You're drinking again! Drinking is bad for your health! Look at how many people died while driving drunk! You're still drinking!" At that time, you retorted: " I didn’t drive!” I said, “Even if you don’t drive, drinking is bad for your health!” “Okay! Okay!” You said impatiently and went to bed. I thought: If you can quit, Just drink some wine and you'll be fine! Dad, your love has given me the courage to grow and the strength to know the world. Your love is like a ship carrying warmth and hope. But don’t just focus on me! You should also take care of your own body! So, I hope dad you can quit smoking and drinking. 7. Parents, please listen to my 600-word composition

Dear mother, thank you for taking care of me over the years, but the hearts of adults and children are different, and only communication can eliminate the obstacles in our hearts. .

Mom, my abilities are limited. I am who I am. Please don’t compare me with those geniuses and make endless comparisons. This will weaken my motivation and confidence in learning. I can sympathize with every parent’s desire for their children to succeed and their daughters to succeed, but who is born a genius? Without hard work, how can there be sweet fruits? Whenever I make a mistake, you always keep nagging me. Did you know? My heart is crying. Whenever you compare my shortcomings with the advantages of others, my self-confidence is always struggling in pain... Ruthlessly cutting off the life roots of the newly sprouted grass is like destroying the roots of a big tree. ?

Mom, my life journey has just begun, and I still have to explore and struggle step by step. There are definitely many rapids and shoals on this road, and I can only gain experience through bumps and bumps. Can you give me more encouragement, less blows, more praise, and less contempt? I'm not a genius, so I often fail, but isn't every failure the beginning of success? I'm not a saint, so I often make mistakes, but isn't every mistake the only way to perfection? If you ignore my feelings and blindly hurt my heart, I will become more and more inferior and cowardly, which will make you sad even more.

Mom, as long as you don’t place too high expectations on me, I will be proud of myself among the successful people tomorrow.

I will definitely comfort your longing heart with excellent results.

Mom, please respect my wishes and give me a sunny blue sky. Tomorrow I will give you a thick green patch of grass in return. 8. A 600-word essay titled Dad, I want to say to you.

Dad, I want to say to you, you have worked hard.

I am grateful for the twelve years of upbringing. Your old face recorded the hardships you have experienced. Watching you sleeping soundly and feeling sad, I realized that you are old and need others to take care of you.

Xiaohe Composition Network Thinking back to the past, whenever I was on vacation, you would stay with me and play games with me. I was happy then, and you were happy too. Walking down the street, I feel proud because I have a dad who loves me.

The happiest days are the days when the family of three reunites. I still remember the happy smiles of my mother and father. At that time, I didn't understand anything, but I was very simple and happy.

Dad has been through a lot. Since my mother left, my father has been busy. His smiles have gradually become less and less, wrinkles have gradually increased, and he is a little more tired than before.

I was always too tired to move when I came back, which made me very sad after seeing it. Because I know better than anyone else, Dad is doing it for me.

I remember my father once told me that he would not do this if I was not around. Yes, I believe that for me, he buried the sadness in his heart and acted strong.

He didn’t want me to see him sad, let alone affect me, but how uncomfortable was he himself? Xiaohe Composition Network I realize that my father has a hard conscience, and the only thing I can do is to repay him with learning. When he is cold, put a piece of clothing on him, that is what I should do.

Maybe there are many more that I need to complete. Dad, I want to tell you. Dear Dad, I want to tell you.

But I kept it in my heart and didn’t have the courage to tell you. Today I finally mustered up the courage to tell you my true feelings.

Look, you’re drinking again. Just like usual, I sat down at the banquet table, skillfully picked up the wine glass and started to toast, one glass, two glasses, three glasses...

My mother and I don’t know how many times you have been drunk. I remember it was a quiet night, and Dad went out to eat again.

My mother and I were waiting for you anxiously at home, and kept calling to urge you to go home and ask you to drink less. You said impatiently: "Are you done yet?" You’re not a kid, you’re sensible and won’t get drunk, don’t worry.” After saying that, he turned off the phone with a bang, and then we couldn’t contact you again.

My mother and I had to worry at home. I thought to myself, Dad, please don’t drink too much! My mother and I finally looked forward to having you back, but you turned into a "drunkard", talking incoherently, stumbling and choking, which made people very sad to see you.

Dad, you are not only a "drunk" but also a "workaholic". My mother complained a lot about this.

Mom, it’s not because you don’t do housework, but because every day after dinner, you rush to the computer room. I remember one time, I had a stomachache and went to the bathroom one after another. You didn't notice it and continued typing "tick-tick-tick-tick".

I walked up to you and said softly: "Dad, please go to bed early!" You said helplessly: "Go and have a rest first! My work is not finished yet." I looked up Looking at the clock, it's already 3 o'clock in the morning.

My mother ran out of the bedroom angrily and kept saying: "If your child is sick and you don't care about it, then you can just live with the computer!" I felt really sad at that time. Awesome. Things like this happen from time to time, it's really annoying to speak from the bottom of my heart.

I know that my mother also has her own job. In addition to doing her own job, she also has to take care of the food and daily life of our family. It is really difficult for my mother. If your mother complains about you from time to time because of things at work, that’s because she feels sorry for you and hopes you can understand her.

Dad, you said good health is the most important thing. I really hope you pay attention to your health.

Dear Dad, these are my words from the bottom of my heart. Mom and I love you so deeply! You are the "captain" of our family. With you, our "Happiness" can ride the wind and waves in the ocean of life and sail against the wind. Dad, I want to say to you: No one can replace your position in my heart.

Although you don’t spend much time with me, every word and every action you make makes me deeply feel your care and love for me. As the saying goes: "The hearts of parents in the world are pitiful." Every parent's love for their children is great and selfless, but dad, you have your own way of love.

I remember that in the first semester of the third grade, my study status was not good for a time. Especially my math scores dropped rapidly, from the original 99 or 100 points to 89 or 90 points. Many students in the class surpassed me.

I am very disappointed, but I can’t find the reason for the decline in performance. At this time, a figure appeared in front of me.

Ah! It's you! dad! You must have left your job and come back. On this day, you told me: "It doesn't matter if your grades decline. The key is how to overcome it. If you continue to be dull, your grades will never improve. Difficulties are like springs. If you are strong, they will be weak. If you are weak, they will be strong."

'You must be serious about studying and doing things, and you must have your own learning methods. You must get back to your previous state!" After listening to my father's words, I suddenly became enlightened. Soon, I followed my father's instructions and developed the habit of working seriously. I regained my previous study status and achieved excellent results in the final exam.

Dad, I never knew that the first thing you did when you came back from the construction site was to come to my room to see me. One day, I went to bed early, but for some reason, I couldn't fall asleep. My mind was filled with a strange feeling.

My sixth sense tells me that something unusual will happen after a while. Sure enough, after a while, there was a slight sound of footsteps.

I instinctively covered myself with the quilt and pretended to be asleep. At this time, a figure tiptoed into my house, and you looked at me (Reprinted from the first model essay website, please keep this mark.)

Then he bowed down, and suddenly, I got a Sweet kiss. That poking mustache, that familiar breath... Dad, it turns out to be you! I immediately understood the sentence in the book: Father's love is as great as mother's love, but it's just a little more subtle.

From your kiss, I feel the countless hopes and sincere care you give me. Father's love not only has a kind side, but also a strict side.

Some time ago, I became obsessed with online games, and I was thinking about games all day long. When you discover this, sternly. 9. Dad, please listen to me (composition)

Dad, please listen to me: I can understand your love for me; I understand all your kindness to me. But, Dad, you know what? I don't want to be a "nerd" who "keeps his ears to the outside world and only reads books by sages."

I remember that time, I finished all the homework, and completed the calligraphy, painting, and diary you assigned, and then I went out to play with the neighbor's children. However, when you came back from get off work and saw me playing, your face became extremely ugly, and you shouted sternly: "Go home and study!" At that moment, I felt extremely uncomfortable, and I had a lot to say to you, But I didn't say anything, but ran into the house with tears in my eyes.

Dad, you don’t understand me very well. You always ask me to study, study, and study again, but I also want to play. Sometimes, I even really want to become a little bird. , flying freely in the blue sky. dad! Can you understand your daughter's heart? 10. Dad, please listen to me. Composition 600 must reflect equality

Dad, you are busy with work, and I don’t have time to tell you some things that are on your mind. I will use this composition to talk to you today.

Dad, I thank you for all your love for me. When I make a mistake, you don't "get angry" at me like other people's fathers or curse, but teach me how to correct it. When I didn't do well in the exam, you didn't yell like other people's fathers, but taught me to correct my mistakes. When I make progress, dad, you don’t show off everywhere like other people’s dads, but tell me that humility makes people progress, and pride makes people fall behind. Whenever you have free time, you will take me out for a walk, let me breathe fresh air, and let me watch nature. You are really my good dad.

But Dad, you have two shortcomings that I can't stand. One is that you love drinking, and the other is that you love playing cards. Wine gives us a lot of troubles. I remember one time, you came back very late. When you came back, my mother and I were shocked. Your face was as red as a big apple, your eyes were listless, your mouth was spitting out yellow foam from time to time, you were frowning from time to time with the wine bottle in your hand, and you even vomited all over the floor, making your mother sweep it for a long time. Dad, I hope you will drink less in the future, okay? The activity of playing cards also brings us a lot of life. Once, you and some friends were playing cards in the living room for a long time. The next day I came to your room and saw your eyes were bloodshot, your hands were weakly placed, and you had a tired look on your face. He must have been very tired, but as a result, my father was not serious at work and his superiors deducted his funds for the day.

Dad, I hope you can change your shortcomings and become a good father to your son.