Thank my father for his composition.

Motherly love is great, and fatherly love is deep. Everyone in life needs the strength from his mother, which is the inspiration and source of your success; At the same time, you also need the strength from your father, which is the guiding light for your healthy growth. The following is 10 Thank you, Dad. Welcome to reading.

Thanks to my father's composition 1 Everything in the world deserves thanks. Thanks to the sun, it gives us light; Thanks to flowers, it dresses up the world; Thanks to the teacher, she taught us to read; Thanks to my classmates, they make me no longer lonely. However, I am most grateful to my father, an old urchin, who taught me how to grow up.

I remember when I was in kindergarten, I stupidly asked my father, "Dad, am I ugly?" He smiled and stroked my head and replied, "Of course not. You are young, the uglier the cuter. When you grow up, you will become more beautiful! " From then on, I took off my wide sportswear and put on a princess skirt. The good days of kindergarten passed quickly. My parents spent all their money and sent me to a good school. My mother kept signing me up for extracurricular classes, and a lot of cram schools for dancing, Olympics, English and eloquence came into view. In an electronic piano class, I ran around the classroom. You grab the goalkeeper and take me home. I got a good beating on the stairs. My mother cried, and so did my father. You said, "Did you spend so much money for you?" Don't learn! "I lay in bed and cried all afternoon. Father knocked at the door and walked in slowly, saying, "Dad is wrong. I shouldn't have hit you so hard this morning. Come on! The wolf is coming! "My father teased me with a bunch of small animal toys in his hand, and my mother laughed so hard that her stomach hurt:" Look at your father, give you a slap and give you a sweet jujube! " "I was not amused by my father, so I played with those toys with my father. I began to learn piano seriously, and my father quit the dance, olympiad and eloquence classes that I hated. I skipped happily, and my father said happily, "It's good for girls to be happy!" " "

Whenever I say that my father doesn't like girls, my father says with grievance: "You always told me when you were born that I held you in the corridor of the hospital for a night before you fell asleep, and I was so sleepy!" I smiled so sweetly. Yes, thanks to dad, when I want to harvest a spring breeze, you gave me the whole spring; Yes, thanks to dad, when I wanted to hold a wave, you gave me the whole ocean; Yes, thanks to dad, when I wanted to pick a maple leaf, you gave me the whole maple forest; Yes, thanks to Dad, when I wanted to kiss snowflake, you gave me a silver world. ...

Parents gave us life, gave us a healthy body and gave us selfless and warm love. My father is such a person, I want to share with you:

I remember when I was a child, my father and I went to my grandmother's house to play. On the way back, the weather suddenly turned cold. I only wore a shirt, shivering with cold and giggling. Dad asked, "Is it cold, son?" "Not cold." I said. Dad touched my hand. "Not cold. My hands are freezing. " As he spoke, he stopped the car, took off his coat and put it on me, while my father had only one shirt left. I said, "Dad, you will be cold. You still wear it! " ""no, it's not cold, look! I am the only one wearing a shirt in this street, and everyone else is wearing a coat. How proud! " Say that finish, ha ha a smile, continue to ride home. Dad said it wasn't cold, but his hands turned purple with cold and his lips turned purple gradually. I shed tears and put my arms around my father's waist.

I remember another time, I didn't do well in the exam and I was very depressed. I like to throw things around and say nothing, as if people all over the world are laughing at me. When my father came back from work, he changed his former kindness and asked me what was wrong. I told my father the whole story. Father said kindly, "One failure doesn't mean forever failure. A successful person has to go through a lot of storms. Just find out the reason for the failure, work hard to correct it, and strive for good results in the next exam. " Later, he told me many successful stories of scientists. After listening to their words, my heart suddenly calmed down and I was full of confidence in my study.

Now, I am growing up slowly in my study. When I encountered setbacks in my life, my father's words echoed in my ears, which made me full of strength at once. I left all the difficulties and setbacks behind.

I am proud of having such a good father. At the same time, I wish all parents in the world happiness. Healthy. Happy. Thank you for giving us love as broad as the sea.

Thanks to Dad's composition 3 Skateboarding is my favorite, and yours? I remember once, my friends and I were skateboarding on the plastic track downstairs. We were very excited and happy there.

We started a fierce race on the runway. At first, I fell behind, so I accelerated the speed of skateboarding, but just as I was accelerating, the pulley tripped over a stone and I fell heavily to the ground. I didn't cry at that time, because my mother always said that crying couldn't solve the problem, so I had to stop crying and stand up in pain. I didn't get hurt anywhere in my upper body, but I got hurt where my left leg was bent. Just a few days ago, there was a new wound on the right leg.

I'm going to swim in the cherry blossom garden with my father in a few days. At the thought of these, my tears kept coming out. Because the broken mouth is bigger, there is more blood flow. My friend thinks I am crying because I am hurt. So I went to my house to call my father. After hearing this, my father brought all the things that can be disinfected at home. Dad's hands trembled slightly and were cold. Dad couldn't stop bleeding, so he took me to the hospital. Dad went to the warehouse to get the car. Dad came over and helped me to the car. Because my left leg can't bend, my father hugged me to get on the bus. At this time, dad's legs are always shaking. I think my father must be very nervous, but I am more afraid of seeing a doctor. Finally, I found a doctor. I sat on the bed and the doctor disinfected me. I found my father sweating. After a while, I came home from the hospital. As soon as I got home, my father put some fruits I like to eat in front of me. I want to cry again. Somehow. I think my father is the best father in the world.

Thank my father for his composition 4. Looking at my father's figure, I secretly shed tears.

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Whenever I think of my hard-working father late at night, my tears will flow out of my mouth. My father's face, which has gone through many vicissitudes, is still so kind and kind, my dear father. The financial burden of the family is all on the father's shoulders, and the elderly father has to go out to work. Even in the hot sun, windy and rainy, my father still insisted on going out to work and propping up a blue sky for his family. I don't know when, my father's temple has quietly climbed up a few silver wires. Ah! That's proof of hard work.

I went out for a day and came home very tired. That's my father. Late at night, I didn't sleep. I vaguely heard my father's snoring, which grew louder and louder. My father is so tired from work that he can't sleep at night. At this moment, I was in tears. I dare not cry for fear of waking my sleeping father. Ah! My dear father, you have worked hard.

Going out early and coming back late every day, staying out for dinner, that's dad. Every time I go to my father's work with a snack, I watch my father work hard in a windy day, and my nose is sore and my tears almost flow down again. Looking at my father's figure, my mood is getting heavier and heavier. Encourage yourself to study hard and repay your father in the future. Ah! Dad, I can't forget your back.

I haven't bought a new dress all year round, but I wear worn-out clothes every day to shuttle through the crowd. That's my father. Dad worked hard for most of his life and didn't wear a few decent clothes. Although there are no gorgeous clothes to decorate, my father is still so handsome and burly that he will always stand in my heart with a tall image. Ah! My respected father, I love you.

I have been trying to tell myself that I must study hard. I won my father's smile with my progress, Zhang Guangrong Prize and warm greetings.

Dear dad, you have worked hard, I love you!

Thanks to my father's composition 5 "It is better to read more books than to watch TV at night. Scientists, who don't like reading, who have extensive knowledge! " I don't know how many times my father has said this. At first, I was a little bored. Later, I learned that this is my father's expectation for my study. ...

One Monday night, I turned on the TV and watched my favorite program. At this time, a urging voice sounded in my ear: "Turn off the TV, and don't watch TV from Monday to Friday, either go to bed early or read a book." "Here we go again. I've said it several times. I'm so bored that I can't even watch TV. " I muttered to myself. But I must obey orders! I have to go to bed and read.

Another night, my mother was about to turn on the TV to watch the weather forecast. Suddenly, my father said loudly, "if you don't turn on the TV, you can't turn it off once you turn it on." You can skip the weather forecast. "

With the growth of my age, I read a lot of extracurricular books and gained a lot of knowledge. Although I don't know astronomy and geography, I know many things that children don't know. All this should be thanks to my father. If my father hadn't stopped me when I was watching TV, and if my father hadn't taught me when I was addicted, I wouldn't know so much now, let alone master a lot of knowledge that wasn't in the textbook.

Dad, I thank you for your strict education. Your strictness has increased my knowledge and broadened my horizons.

Thanks to my father's composition 6. There are so many people around me that I don't feel a little lonely. And some people sit in the corner and look at me from a distance, but there is only one person who can let me find him in the vast sea of people.

Turning around, the first person I saw, the one who patted me on the shoulder and made me feel warm, was my "father". I cried, and you, who are not afraid of losing face, turned around and hugged me, taking care of my bleeding wound carefully and not letting me cry again: "It hurts!" " Driving me home from cram school every day makes me very happy, because ── I can talk to my father, even if I don't say anything, you know what I'm talking about, and you listen attentively to everything I say.

But behind these warmth, I am also accused every day. Sometimes you will lose patience with me for a long time and swear at me. At this time, my heart is empty and helpless, but these words are like you pushing me to grow up step by step. Every day, you are never absent from the crazy school competition and shout loudly, Come on! Let me rush forward regardless! Next, the first medal is in my hand!

It's good to have you. You took my little hand and grew up with me. What you said is equal to cheering for me! Let me go out safely, you make me feel as happy as eating a lollipop.

Thanks for Father's Composition 7 In a blink of an eye, I am 1 1 years old, and my father is getting old. How much thought and sweat did you spend to make me happy when I left my mother? I can't count it! You often play games with me for my happiness. In order to make me grow up, you often go out to work with your old and weak body. Let me go to school. In order to let me know this beautiful world, you brought me to this world with a loving heart.

I remember one rainy day, I didn't bring a red scarf. I stood at the school gate, afraid to go in, but you left without saying a word. I hated you in my heart at that time. After an hour, I saw you coming, coming to me with a bright red scarf in your hand, and tears rolled down your cheeks. Later, I learned that it was you who braved the heavy rain to go home and get my red scarf back.

Another time, I was sick. You heard the teacher say on the phone that I was ill. You are in a hurry. You quickly put down your work and want to fly to me. The doctor said, you just have a little cold. It doesn't matter. As long as you have more rest, your health will be fine. At this time, you can rest assured. I can see how anxious you are. That kind of anxiety is indescribable.

I want to say to you: Dad, I love you!

When I was 8 years old, my father was my shelter. Gradually, I grew up, my father was a towering mountain, and I fell asleep on his back; Now, my father is a teacher. He teaches me how to live, how to be a man and how to study. Every time I look at my father's face, I can always see the wrinkles on his forehead. Although my father always looks serious, he can't hide his kindness.

Recalling my childhood, it was a snowy afternoon and kindergarten was over. I looked out of the window, and snow covered the whole earth. I waited anxiously for my father's arrival, but I didn't see him. I am the only one left in the classroom. I stamped my feet in anxiety and kept complaining. Suddenly, a familiar figure caught my eye. Ah, it's father! I walked quickly to my father and threw myself into his warm arms.

On the way, I jumped and danced, humming a little song. My father and I were walking on the road when my father suddenly picked me up and said to me, "Xiaoxue, I'll take you away." I looked at my father's foot curiously, only to see it reach into the snow for a while and then come out again. I suddenly feel sweet. When I got home, my father took off his shoes. I saw my father's feet red with cold.

I am grateful to my father, who protected me and made my childhood safe; I thank my father, who accompanied me and made my childhood colorful; I thank my father, who loves me and makes my childhood warm as spring.

My father is tall and burly, and his burly figure always gives me a calm sense of security.

I remember when I was not in school, my mother couldn't go home because of work needs. Dad takes care of my life at home alone. He gets up early every day, prepares breakfast for me, cleans me up, dresses me up and sends me to kindergarten. Come home from work at night and give me a bath and wash clothes. At that time, my father was very busy every day, and there was always sweat on his forehead. When I was going to sleep, I lay in my father's arms and thought about my mother. It was my father who told me a wonderful story and let me sleep peacefully ... At that time, I was still very grateful to my father. It was his deep love that accompanied me through a time without mother but without pain.

On weekdays, my father is particularly concerned about my growth. Unhealthy thoughts and bad living habits will be corrected by my father as soon as he finds them, and he will also give me reason. Dad always arranges some family activities on weekends or during winter and summer vacations. Let the whole family feel the beauty of life. We often go out to exercise, play, buy food, go to the library and watch movies ... In short, the family will arrange their lives comfortably and happily under the leadership of their father.

I sincerely thank my father for his selfless dedication and gave me a loving home. Here, I learned to love myself, others and my country. When I grow up, hey! You may be old then, but please don't be afraid. I will turn the love I learned from you into a deep feeling with endless happiness and take care of you forever!

Thanks to my father's composition 10 "... grateful heart, thank you for accompanying me all my life, let me have the courage to be myself, grateful heart, thank fate, I also cherish it. "Every time I think of this song, I can't help feeling grateful. Because of this song, I am grateful everywhere. It is this song that has infected my mind, life and actions. At this moment, I want to thank one person most, that is-dad.

People say, "Motherly love is the greatest." But I think fatherly love should be compared with maternal love.

I remember when I was a child, my father was very fierce and demanding of me. I used two words to describe it, that is: strict. I had to do a lot of homework when I came home from school. These exercises were bought by my father. There is no time to play. Even if I have a little leisure in the end, I will go out to play for a while. When my father sees me, he will drive me in and say, "Can you write all the words?" Can you recite the text? If there is, recite it to me immediately. "Hey, this is strict father when I was a child.

In a blink of an eye, when I was in the fifth grade, my father was going to travel and bought some delicious food to take with him. On this day, the mid-term examination paper was issued, and the teacher announced the results of the mid-term examination. The teacher said that I ranked seventh in the total score. I ran home happily and couldn't wait to tell my parents the news. When I got home, I ran and jumped in front of their "parents" and shouted, "Do you want to know how much I got in the midterm exam?" Dad was looking forward to my score and said, "How much!" I shouted, "The teacher said I got the seventh place in the class." "well! Did you do well in the exam? The original 14 exam has now jumped to the seventh place! " Dad said excitedly. "If only I could do better in the next exam!" Dad said in a hopeful tone again. At this moment, I secretly made up my mind that "I must enter the top five in the next exam." Realize my father's hope and make my father look at me with new eyes. After a while, my father gave me something to eat on the trip and said, "Irene, this is your reward." "Oh, I have a kind father. At that time, I shed tears I want to say to my father, "Dad, thank you for raising me and for your teaching. If you weren't strict when you were a child, you wouldn't be successful today. "Dad, I love you."

This experience made me grateful and deeply moved.

o； Crying, looking into my father's eyes. My father also gave me the meal I missed at the dinner table in front of me. That night, I stayed up all night because I clearly saw my father's eyes when he hit me: there were bitter tears in his eyes. Father's wrinkles are increasing day by day, and his father's white hair is increasing day by day.

I know my father doesn't want to hit me, but for me, my father's heart is crying. It's been several years, but I still remember it vividly. It taught me a truth: food is hard to come by. I don't eat like that now, and I still leak rice when I eat. Even if there are rice grains that accidentally fall, I will make a living by it, just like my father did. We must remember a truth: food is hard to come by, so we must cherish it. And the person who let me know this truth is my father, my dear father! I am grateful to my father!