Dad’s Day Composition

Dad's Day Composition 1

Early in the morning, when I was still sleeping, my father had already prepared breakfast - grape toast, and sat on the sofa to watch the news. , he believes that watching the news can keep pace with the times, so watching the news is one of his pleasures every morning. He is like an alarm clock. When seven o'clock comes, he will immediately wake me and I up to get ready for school. He will tell me to wash my face and brush my teeth. He will urge me to be a role model for me and remind me and me. We should pay attention to the attitude of learning, and then go to school with us talking and laughing.

On the way to school with me, my father is also on his way to work. My father is a fifth-grade primary school teacher. Today he had to face a group of half-grown students, arguing needlessly, discussing meaningless issues, and guessing who loves whom? Who is "cut into eight pieces" with whom today, playing boring games...etc. As a male class teacher, I always have to guess the sweet thoughts of these little boys and girls, and I also have to correct their views on gender. , playing basketball with them and designing posters. In his opinion, the school classmates are like his precious sons and daughters, who need his care and encouragement.

After a busy day, after get off work, he had to help his mother prepare dinner for his wife, then send her to English class, prepare dinner for the family, and then correct the students’ homework they brought back. , after finishing the modification, seeing that it was still early, he immediately called the parents to talk about the students' learning status at school, and communicated well with teachers and students. Dad always took the attitude of caring about the students as the premise and used a tactful way. Communicate with parents.

My homework and my homework are almost finished at this time. Dad will sit at the desk and check our homework carefully. This Chinese character is not written standard enough, this sentence is not written smoothly enough, and there are typos. Luokung, this mathematical formula is not written in an orderly manner, the reading of this application question is wrong, and the context of social studies is not clear enough... He would not "stop" until we corrected the homework. Then, the English subject came on the scene, with the actual completion of English homework, conversation practice, listening to English, etc., etc., he turned into a strict teacher again. His work was not considered "done" until my sister and I defeated all the homework. .

After my sister, my mother, and I fell asleep, my father turned on the TV and watched his favorite sports channel. Wow! The blow went out... Dad couldn't help but give high fives and enjoy a good time of just one hour, a good time that belonged entirely to him. Before falling asleep, he would help me and my sister cover the quilt, straighten my sister's naughty feet, and then gently I kissed my sister lightly on the forehead before going to bed. For me, my father’s day was full of love and care in his busy life. Dad's Day Composition 2

"Tick-tock! Tick-tock!..." The clock kept ticking at night, and I was still tossing and turning in bed unable to fall asleep. I could vaguely hear my father's typing on the computer. "Answer! Answer! Answer!..." I know my father will stay up late again tonight to catch up on work!

Early in the morning, after breakfast, I watched my father driving to work.

When I arrived at school, my father’s repeated warnings to me echoed in my ears as usual: “You must study hard, work hard, and study hard, and don’t think about playing video games all day long; you must do well what the teacher tells you... ..." I used to be ignorant and always turned a deaf ear; but as I grow up, I gradually understand that my father wants me to work hard and study hard, so that I can find a good job, have good living conditions, and survive in the torrent of competition. Get ahead. Dad also often says: Play well when it’s time to play, and concentrate when it’s time to study and don’t get distracted.

Every day near evening, my mother would call and ask my father: "Are you coming back for dinner?" But my father often said: "I have to have another meeting." When my father was about to come home, He always goes to see his grandpa first, so dad is always very busy, but no matter how busy he is, visiting his grandpa is a must-have for him every day, rain or shine.

Every time when I was doing my homework, I often heard my parents discussing the matter of my grandfather. Looking at the nursing home from my father's perspective, my father also had no choice but to send his sick grandfather to the nursing home. My father was very sad, so As children, we must manage ourselves well and not increase the burden on our father!

My parents treated my sister and me as if they were the apple of their eyes and their darlings. It was still the same day after day. Sometimes I could hear them discussing my grades and performance in school anxiously; my father always liked to "talk about me" ”, and sometimes I would take out the cute photos of my childhood and look at them with a bright smile on my face. At school, whenever I didn’t get good grades, my father would always say: “My child, don’t be discouraged or give up. Failure is a stepping stone to success.” So, which parent doesn’t “hope for his son to become a dragon and his daughter to become a phoenix!”

Whenever it is late at night and I am lying on the bed, my father always quietly covers me with a warm quilt and then leaves quietly. dad! I know you have been tired for a long day and it’s time to rest. Good night! Dad's Day Composition 3

My dad is a doctor and works in Fuyang Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Dad gets up at 6:30 every morning, cooks breakfast for us, and then arrives at the hospital around 7:10. He is always early and never late. He is such a dedicated father.

Today I specially went to the hospital to see how my father works. As soon as I entered the door, I saw my father giving acupuncture to a patient. The needles were so long and shiny. Dad skillfully inserted silver needles into various acupuncture points of the patient. I thought it must be very painful, and I didn't dare to look at it for fear that the patient would bleed a lot. But the patient didn't feel any pain at all, and he didn't bleed even a little bit. He even said he felt swollen and comfortable. How strange! Then Dad clamped a power supply on the needles. After adjusting the frequency, all the needles started dancing. The patient seemed to be enjoying it. I really admire Dad for remembering so many acupuncture points!

When Dad had a little free time, he introduced me to medical props, including mugwort, mugwort boxes, acupuncture needles, cupping pots... Although I took a notebook to record it, I still couldn’t remember it clearly. , and there are many, many more!

Dad is very serious about treating patients and has a very good attitude, so he is very popular with patients. Many patients come in when their father is at work, so he becomes a busy man. Some patients are very wordy, but my father can always explain patiently and inquire carefully, striving to resolve the patient's pain as soon as possible. Because of his serious and hard work, my father was once sent by the Red Cross to Mali, Africa to treat African people! There are many African patients who are favored by my father. Among them, there is a little girl who could not walk at first. After careful treatment by her father, she miraculously stood up and finally could walk freely. The local newspaper even called her father's acupuncture "miraculous". "Needle"! Dad is really awesome!

Dad was busy until 11:30, and basically didn’t have time to sit down and rest. I'll have lunch in the hospital cafeteria, take a short break in the office, and continue to see patients in the afternoon. Many patients come for follow-up visits, and Dad can always clearly remember what problems those people have.

It’s half past four, and I’m finally off work! Dad changed out of his work clothes and hurried to the nearby vegetable market to buy groceries, then hurried home to cook for us! My eyes are blurred. I will do more housework in the future to help my parents. My father is working so hard!

The third grade of the seventh primary school in Fuyang, Hangzhou, Zhejiang: Chen Yuqi's Dad's Day Composition 4

The father's mind is as broad as a mountain: the father's character is as deep as a mountain.

——Inscription

Father’s love is like a mountain, giving us the strongest support; father’s love is like an implicit poem, with profound connotation.

My father is not a great man, but an honest and honest farmer. My father is very ordinary and has an average appearance. Working in the sun all year round, the ruthless sun has baked his face into a bronze color. This may be the mark left on him by the years. My father's character is withdrawn and silent. Father's love is as deep as the ocean. Only by experiencing father's love with your heart can you understand the power of father's love.

When I was a child, my father was always so great in my heart.

Although what my father did cannot shock the world and make ghosts and gods weep. He just did what he was supposed to do and supported a happy family with his hard work and sweat. When I was young and ignorant, I always regarded my father as a horse and liked to ride on his neck, which left a lingering memory of my childhood. Time flies, and time has quietly stolen my father's youth. The white hair is climbing up day by day. When I accidentally touch my father's hands that have gone through many vicissitudes of life, they are as rough as pine bark. Look at the back of your father, who is as thin as a stick, and you are so weak; look at the medicine bottles in the house, and you suddenly realize that your father has paid a lot of hardship for this family; the illness has thinned the father's body, and the father's body is no longer so straight. This situation makes me a little restless.

The night is so pleasant, with shooting stars passing through the moving melody. The image of working with my father when I was a child suddenly appeared in my mind. I am not successful enough and fail more than I should be. It would only be a disservice to my father. Many times my father was working while I was playing in the fields. I am so unrestrained in my simplicity. In my naive way, I often said to my father: When Dad grows up, I will make a lot of money so that you will no longer have to work so hard. My father always had a slight smile on his lips, touched my forehead and said to me: Silly boy. But what I see now is my father's increasingly older face, increasingly stooped back, increasingly frosty white hair, and increasingly hobbled and clumsy steps. My father is old.

With the sleep music of the night, I gradually fell into sleep. In the dream, I saw my father farming in the morning sun; I saw my father walking in the fragrant rice field, with the joy of harvest printed on his face. Use sweat to irrigate my healthy growth. It's a pity that it's just a dream, time is not forgiving.

In failure, I have my father’s comfort and encouragement; in success, my father made me understand that humility makes people progress, and pride makes people fall behind. My father protected me from the wind and rain when I was injured. When I grew up, I had my father's love by my side and I was never lonely.

Only with a strong father in my life can I have a broad world; with my father, there is sunshine everywhere in my life; with my father, I can walk more steadily on the road of life. Dad's Day Composition 5

Early in the morning, when I was still sleeping, my dad had already prepared breakfast - grape toast, and sat on the sofa to watch the news. He thought that watching the news could be related to Keeping pace with the times, watching the news is one of his pleasures every morning. He is like an alarm clock. When seven o'clock comes, he will immediately wake me and I up to get ready for school. He will tell me to wash my face and brush my teeth. He will urge me to be a role model for me and remind me and me. We should pay attention to the attitude of learning, and then go to school with us talking and laughing.

When he accompanies me to school, he is also on his way to work. My father is a fifth-grade primary school teacher. Today he had to face a group of half-grown students, arguing needlessly, discussing meaningless issues, and guessing who loves whom? Who is "cutting off" with whom today, boringly playing love games, love connections... etc. As a male teacher, I always have to guess the sweet thoughts of these little boys and girls and correct them. He played with them playing ball and designed posters for the little mayor. In his opinion, the children in the school were just like his precious sons and daughters, who needed his care and encouragement.

After a busy day, after get off work, he had to help his mother prepare dinner for his wife, then send her to English class, prepare dinner for the family, and then correct the students’ homework they brought back. After finishing, seeing that it was still early, he immediately called the parents to talk about the students' learning status at school, and communicated well with teachers and students. Dad always took the attitude of caring about the students as the premise and talked to the parents in a tactful way. communicate.

My homework and my homework are almost finished at this time. Dad will sit at the desk and check our homework carefully. This word is not written standard enough, this sentence is not written smoothly enough, and there are typos. Luokung, the mathematical formula was not written in an orderly manner, the concept of the word problem was wrong, and the context of the social studies was not clear enough... He would not "stop" until we corrected the homework.

Then, the English subject came on the scene, with the actual completion of English homework, conversation practice, listening to English CDs...etc., he turned into a strict teacher again. His work was not considered "done" until my sister and I defeated all the homework. ".

After my sister, my mother, and I fell asleep, my father turned on the TV and watched his favorite sports channel. Wow! Strike out! The ball kept flying, and kept flying, over the home run wall. It was a home run! Dad couldn't help but give me high fives and enjoy the wonderful time of just one hour, a wonderful time that belonged entirely to him. Before falling asleep, he would help cover my sister and me with quilts, straighten my sister's naughty feet, and then kiss her gently. I touched my sister's forehead before going to bed. For me, my father's busy day was full of love and care. Composition 6 of a Day in the Life of Dad

It had just dawned. In my sleepy eyes, I vaguely saw my father walking into my room softly, covering me with a quilt, touching my forehead, and saying what he was doing with me. Duke Zhou called me to say goodbye. In a trance, I saw my father's tall figure quietly leaving my room. Then I heard him gently close the door. I knew that he was facing the morning light and stepping into the company with high spirits to prepare for the future. challenge and start a new struggle.

My father worked as an engineer in the company and had served the company for ten years. Although his position was not high, his hard work was deeply appreciated by his boss. He put down his briefcase and started working hard in front of the computer. After a night of thinking about writing a report, his fingers jumped quickly on the keyboard with a flood of thoughts. After a few hours of hard work, a report that symbolized the team's centripetal force was placed on the supervisor's desk. The supervisor saw this inspiring and cohesive report. A report with centripetal force and satisfaction written with a big A.

Immediately after a series of meetings and presentations, Dad’s signature confident smile on his face did not make him feel irritated by the busy process. The short lunch break made him realize that “rest is for a longer journey.” Through the practice of "Road", you can completely relax your body and mind. Faced with the challenge in the afternoon, Dad was in high spirits and made direct suggestions on the flaws in the system one by one, hoping to create a win-win situation for the company, customers and employees.

After work, I hurried home. As soon as I entered the house, I happened to see my mother and I arguing over the way we did my homework. He quickly resolved the dispute between me and my mother. After appeasing the two people after the dispute, my clenched fist was warmly held by my father's big hand. The knot in my heart also eased a lot, and the clenched fist slowly relaxed. My father turned around and picked up my frightened sister. He hugged her gently and pretended to be a child and sang a few tuneless children's songs with her, making his sister laugh. Although it was ridiculous for a grown man to do this, it proved that he was a good man who loved his family.

At dinner time, our family gathered around a table of rich meals cooked by my mother. The family chatted about everything that happened at home and in the company, and talked about interesting things that happened between me and my mother. The gap between us also shortened the distance with laughter and my father’s wisdom. Tonight, because of my stubbornness, my father is more concerned about me, who is rebellious in adolescence. No matter in my studies or life, he constantly reminds me to be round on the outside and square on the inside, and to deal with things in a harmonious way, so that I can have a harmonious life. I know that he How worried I am!

It was time to go to bed and our family fell asleep amidst the melodious music. I looked at my father’s face sleeping peacefully, raised the corners of my mouth calmly, and closed my eyes gently, I said softly to him: "Thank you for your hard work, Dad! Good night, see you tomorrow." Dad's Day Composition 7

My dad is a man full of love. He has an intoxicating love for his work, a deep and honest love for his grandparents, a sincere and responsible love for his family, and a generous love for his friends. For me, it is kind love and tough love...

Dad's love is kind, like gentle breeze and drizzle. As a child, I cried a lot. At this time, my father always tried his best to tease me. Once, my father bought me a very beautiful boat when he went on a trip. I wanted it to sail in the sea, so I secretly took the boat to the creek in front of my door and played with it.

But accidentally, the boat sank into the water, and I burst into tears. Dad came over and said to me: "Don't cry. It sank just to perform its task. It will float up in two days." Then, Dad hugged me and sat by the river and told stories. Dad's stories are very vivid and interesting. Ah, dad’s love is a story that I never tire of hearing!

Dad’s love is severe, like a violent storm. I remember one exam, I only got more than 80 points because of my carelessness. I walked home crying and handed the paper to my father. Dad looked at it, raised the paper and said, "What's going on? That's why I got such a low score." "I - I - accidentally failed the exam." Dad looked at the exam paper again. I took the opportunity to look at the expression on my father's face and felt that my situation was becoming more dangerous. After a while, my father said to me in a stern tone: "I'm only over 80 points. How can I be worthy of my parents' hard work and my teacher?" I cried even harder, but I still said sternly: " I just made a mistake." "Another mistake!" Dad became even more fierce. I wiped my tears and said, "Dad, I understand my mistake." After hearing this, my father said seriously: "I'll give you a chance, but listen, you can't watch TV for a month." I said reluctantly: " Okay." Dad glared and asked me to speak louder. I said loudly, "Okay." Dad picked up the test paper and guided me to correct the mistakes in the test paper. Ah, my father's love is the guiding light in my growth, guiding me towards the light!

In order for us to live a better life, Dad worked hard and was so tired that he sweated profusely. Ah, daddy's love is low sweat!

In order to increase my knowledge, my father took me to play in the wild. I learned a lot of new knowledge in the wild. Ah, dad's love is the ocean of knowledge!

In winter, my father sent me to school. Suddenly, a cold north wind blew over, and my father held me tightly in his arms. The cold north wind hit my father's back. Ah, dad's love is a wall that keeps out wind and rain!

I grow up day by day in my father’s love! Dad's Day Composition 8

Time flies so fast, and in the blink of an eye, half of the summer vacation has passed.

The teacher assigned me a composition - My parents' day. I begged my father to take me to his company. The reason why he didn't agree was because he had to go to Jinshan to work recently. He said he would follow me tomorrow night. speak.

When it was already dawn the next day, my parents had already gotten up, helped me boil the water, and then went to work. My grandfather bought my breakfast and put it on the table. I was the only one left at home. I did homework for a while, played games for a while, memorized English for a while, and read for a while... The day passed like this. My parents would always send me messages every few hours. If I didn't reply, so I called. I didn't answer the phone, so I felt better at night.

There was a surprise when I was waiting for my father to come home in the evening. My father came back with a birthday cake. Oh, it was my birthday that day. There were macarons on the birthday cake, which made me greedy. My father put the candles in, "How do you put '12' in it?" I asked. "'13' doesn't sound good." Dad asked me to make a wish, and I muttered in my heart: I am still celebrating my birthday when I am so "old".

In the evening, my father told me what he had been doing all day. In the morning, he drove his car to the company, and his boss took him and several employees to take a minivan to Jinshan. What do you think they went to do? There was a kindergarten being rebuilt, and his boss led them to mix concrete, dig holes, and install pipes. After finishing my busy work in the morning, I found a place to have lunch. The eating environment was very hot, there was no air conditioning, and the electric fan was broken. In the afternoon, his boss took them to another place to work. The place was even hotter. A group of them stood under the sun, discussing things with the foreman, and helping others bid...

In the past, Dad would Just stay in the office and goof around - watch movies and play games on the computer in the morning, there is rarely a busy time. At noon, after lunch, I played billiards and bragging for a while with my colleagues. After playing table tennis, he would lie down on the sofa in the office and take a nap. After 1 p.m., he would stay in front of his computer and play QQ for a while. Sometimes he would work all afternoon.

Dad’s job used to be very simple, nothing more than trivial matters.

Dad gets off work at 5 o'clock now, and he is a bit thinner than before. He used to be very white, but now when he lifts up his sleeves, there is an obvious dividing line.

Dad has become "white" recently. Dad has been working hard recently. Dad's Day Composition 9

In the past, my brother and I were the only ones at home every weekend. My parents had no weekends off and could not accompany us. But this weekend, my parents are not busy at work and can take two days off. So they decided to take a good rest at home and spend time with us.

In the morning, I was drowsily asleep when I heard some noise outside. I went out and took a look, and it turned out that it was my younger brother who was looking for something to eat. It seemed that he was hungry. I was right. He said: Be gentle, I will make it for you whatever you want to eat. The younger brother smiled and said: I want to eat sandwiches and fried noodles. Fortunately, I can do both of these things, otherwise I would have to bother my mother to get up and teach me. I walked into the kitchen, toasted the bread in the refrigerator, then cut it into triangles, and finally sandwiched various side dishes in the middle. That’s it. After the sandwich is made, it’s time to stir-fry the noodles. First stir-fry the eggs and vegetables, then add the soaked vermicelli and stir-fry together. After a few minutes, it’s ready. After breakfast was ready, I asked my parents to get up. My mother looked at the breakfast on the table with a smile on her face and said, "You are so capable. You can tell by smelling it that it must be delicious." In this way, our family sat together, eating breakfast, looking at our smiles, and felt very happy.

Time passed quickly like this. My parents watched TV with us all morning, and our eyes were tired. My mother suggested that we go out to have lunch and then go to the supermarket. We each ordered outside. A bowl of vermicelli made with minced meat. It's so delicious. I haven't had it for a long time and it still tastes the same as before. After lunch, we came to the supermarket. My parents went to pick out the dishes for the evening, while my brother and I picked out snacks on the other side. Soon we made our selections, paid the bill, and returned home. Mom put the dishes in After washing and cutting everything, we sat on the sofa. Our family chatted and ate snacks in the afternoon. It had been a long time since we had done this. Maybe this was the weekend I was looking forward to, when I could chat and eat with my parents. Soon it was evening, and my mother was busy in the kitchen. The smell of cooking filled our nostrils, making my brother and I swallow our saliva. It had been a long time since we had eaten a big meal cooked by our mother. After the meal was ready, we sat at the round table. , eating delicious meals, the taste is still so delicious, this time it is better and more delicious than the previous meals, my mother’s craftsmanship is still so good.

On a day when my parents are not at work, they can cook for me, and I can cook for them. The food is not only delicious, but also contains more emotions. On this day It is the day I am most looking forward to and the day I am happiest. Dad's Day Composition 10

My family runs a breakfast shop. Selling delicious steamed buns.

Our one day is just two days for my dad. He used one day as two days.

In the morning, Dad got up at around four o’clock. He always wakes up quietly for fear of waking me up. After going down the stairs, Dad started his day's work. He has many things to do. Making fire, kneading dough, rolling dumplings, making buns... Dad can't rest, even for a short while. So, my mother got up an hour later and helped my father drive.

To be honest, it is really hard for my father and mother to make money. What they earn is hard-earned money.

Every Sunday, at nine o'clock, I go to learn Erhu. I know that when I was learning Erhu, my father was still doing something. I can also imagine that the sweat seeped from my father's forehead to his feet. His sleeves may have been soaked. However, he must have a smile on his face. Although my father worked hard, the buns he made were praised by people in the whole town. He felt that his life was fulfilling and meaningful. At the same time, the smiles that often bloom on the faces of my father and mother make me full of confidence in life.

When I came back from learning erhu, the first thing I saw was my mother. Dad is missing.

I thought he must have gone to the vegetable market to buy vegetables and do some shopping.

After a while, dad came back to the store. He lifted a lot of stuff off the motorcycle. Those things were so heavy that he was out of breath all the way.

After lunch, Dad can take a nap.

The time to get up soon came again. He got up very quickly. He quickly got dressed and went to a driving school to learn how to drive.

In the evening, Dad returned to the shop. After dinner and the preparations for the restaurant, I immediately went home to read. What Dad loves most is reading. The books he is reading right now include "Four Books and Five Classics", "General History", "General History of China", "Snow Country" and many more. He also often told me that we should not waste time, just like what I learned in the textbook: "An inch of time is worth an inch of gold, and an inch of gold cannot buy an inch of time."

After reading the book, late at night, my father came back again Return to the shop. At that time, I was sleeping so soundly. Dad’s footsteps stepped lightly on my dream again. A Day in the Life of Dad Composition 11

My dad is a doctor and works in Fuyang Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Dad gets up at 6:30 every morning, cooks breakfast for us, and then arrives at the hospital around 7:10. He is always early and never late. He is such a dedicated father. Today I specially followed him to the hospital to see how my father works. As soon as I entered the door, I saw my father giving acupuncture to a patient. The needles were so long and shiny. Dad skillfully inserted silver needles into various acupuncture points of the patient. I thought it must be very painful, and I didn't dare to look at it for fear that the patient would bleed a lot. But the patient didn't feel any pain at all, and he didn't bleed even a little bit. He even said he felt swollen and comfortable. How strange!

Then Dad clamped a power supply on the needles. After adjusting the frequency, all the needles danced. The patient seemed to enjoy it too. I really admire Dad for remembering so many acupuncture points! When my father had a little free time, he introduced me to medical props, including moxa grass, moxa boxes, acupuncture needles, and cupping pots. Although I took a notebook to record them, I still couldn't remember them all. There were many more! Dad is very serious about treating patients and has a very good attitude, so he is very popular with patients. Many patients come in when their father is at work, so he becomes a busy man. Some patients are very wordy, but my father can always explain patiently and inquire carefully, striving to resolve the patient's pain as soon as possible. Because of his serious and hard work, my father was once sent by the Red Cross to Mali, Africa to treat African people! There are many African patients who are favored by my father. Among them, there is a little girl who could not walk at first. After careful treatment by her father, she miraculously stood up and finally could walk freely. The local newspaper even regarded her father's acupuncture as a magic needle. Woolen cloth! Dad is really awesome! Dad was busy until 11:30, and basically didn't sit down to rest.

I will have lunch in the hospital cafeteria, then take a short break in the office, and continue to see patients in the afternoon. Many patients come for follow-up visits, and Dad can always clearly remember what problems those people have. It’s half past four and it’s finally time to get off work! Dad changed out of his work clothes and hurried to the nearby vegetable market to buy groceries, then hurried home to cook for us! My eyes are blurred. I will do more housework in the future to help my parents. My father is working so hard!