Fifty words in dad's composition

In my life, I have a father who cares about me in every way; In study, I also have a strict father; In the game, I have a father who will never grow up.

My father has two greatest advantages: first, he is willing to contribute to the country without asking for anything in return; Very concerned about the study and life of the next generation.

My father used to build a railway in Turpan, Xinjiang. He works hard day and night, 365 days a year, working eight or nine hours a day. Three meals a day are steamed bread, and he seldom eats meat and rice. Life is very difficult. He only slept for five or six hours at night, and when he got up the next morning, his eyes were full of blood. But he still refused to give up this glorious job and was later transferred to a taxi.

My father not only works hard, but also is strict with me. Once I didn't make two reading notes in my homework, my little friend told me to go out and jump rubber bands. I couldn't resist the temptation of rubber bands and jumped up in the yard: "Cars, Didi, Malan are in full bloom …" Just as I was dancing with joy, my father came back from work and asked: "Yuanyuan, have you finished your homework?" I replied, "Right away, I was making those two reading notes when I jumped." At this time, my gentle father suddenly became serious and took me back to the study like an eagle catching a chicken. I have to do my homework. He frowned when I finished. At this moment, my father said, "I will jump rope with you." Your father is still an expert in skipping rope! " With that, he jumped up.

Ah, dad, you are the enlightening lamp in my study and life, and always inspire me to move forward. Ah, dad, I will study hard and repay your selfless love for me.

Father's composition 50 words Parents are the pillars of our life. Without them, there would be no us. I believe that in this world, parents give us the most happiness and happiness, and they are also the most selfless.

They taught me to walk, they taught me to dress, they taught me to be a man … I don't know what I would be like without them.

It is you who gave me a comfortable home and let me live a stable and happy life.

Although I often think my mother is nagging and critical of me, she doesn't understand me at all.

But think about it carefully, she also wants to get rid of my bad habits, and she has good intentions! Dad always lets us learn from his frugality, but in fact he teaches us the truth of being a man.

I always hope to have perfect parents, a big boss-like father, rich and tolerant; And the mother should be a gentle and kind mother.

But I neglected a question: If we want to have such parents as children, why don't they want such children as parents? So, please remember: no one is perfect.

A 50-word essay about my father. His vicissitudes face seems to be made of copper, and several wrinkles showing strong will are deeply engraved on his broad forehead.

Dad is thin, of medium build, with a pair of modest eyes and a flat head. His high nose looks more energetic.

The chiseled lips are covered with whiskers like steel needles.

Dad has a lot of knowledge. He often tells me many amazing and interesting science stories and tries to exercise me in many ways.

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Xiaoming and his father's composition 50 words Xiaoming's father loves shooting birds Xiaoming's father loves shooting birds.

Today, he is going out with a shotgun on his back. If I were Xiao Ming, I would tell my father that birds are our friends and we should live in harmony. You think, if 10 people in the world shoot a bird every day, 3650 birds will be destroyed in that year, and if this continues, there will be birds destroyed in this world.

Dad, birds are our friends. Why are you determined to kill them? Can people play with the lives of birds? Can you kill birds at will for your own benefit? We have life, so do birds. What right do you have to trample on birds' lives at will? We want to be free, don't birds want to be free? What right have you to destroy the freedom of birds for life? We all have a home, and the bird also hopes to have a comfortable, warm and warm home. Can you destroy the forests, oceans and rivers on which birds depend for a moment of greed? Dad, you see, life without birds is definitely lifeless.

The sky in Wan Li is cloudless in Wan Li, but how monotonous it is without the company of birds.

If there were no birds in the world, the earth would lose its vitality.

We should live in peace with birds and protect them.

Bird hunters, please put down your swords and guns and protect birds with us! As the saying goes: "Let go of the slaughter and become a Buddha.

"Let the birds trust each other with us.

For birds and ourselves, let's protect the natural environment, forests, rivers and oceans! I believe that as long as we work together to protect the environment and care for birds, the world will be better.

What is the sixth grade father? I am a happy child, living in a happy family, with a virtuous mother, a careless sister and a family-oriented father.

In this family, as the youngest child, I enjoy the meticulous care of my mother, the gentle but warm care of my sister, and the unspeakable spoil of my favorite father.

Dad in my eyes is delicate and gentle.

He won't tell me that he loves me every day, but he will give me a warm embrace when I cry and be my shelter from the wind; He won't be caring and attentive to me, but he will silently write down my preferences; He won't praise my excellent grades excessively, but he will give me a sincere hug and a trusting look before the exam. He won't force me to go to cram school, but he will stay with me until late at night when I do my homework; He will not give me everything in the world, but he will give me the greatest indulgence and tolerance; He is not young or strong, but he is my biggest reliance.

Dad in my eyes loves our home deeply.

I still remember that Saturday night, I did my homework until the early morning, probably because I didn't eat much dinner and my stomach was growling.

Usually, when I am hungry, my mother cooks noodles and fried rice for me, but now my mother is fast asleep. Who will cook supper for me? The idea flashed through my mind, and my father stood up and said, "You write first, and I'll make some noodles for you.

"Say that finish, patted me on the shoulder and walked into the kitchen carefully.

I sat at the dining table and looked at my father, who often said,' The kitchen is not my place'. He clumsily and gently grabbed a handful of noodles in the kitchen and threw them into boiling water. I can't help but have mixed feelings in my heart: my father can actually wake up my mother who has a light sleep. Is he so careful because he hasn't cooked, or is he afraid of disturbing my mother and me? After a while, the noodles were served, and the taste of the noodles was really flattering: too much salt made it salty and there was not much oil.

But I think it's the most touching bowl of noodles I've ever eaten.

He remembers my birthday, favorite colors, favorite tastes, favorite books … because I am his favorite daughter and he is my favorite father.

My father's composition is not less than 120 words. My father has a round head, big ears and a tall body. Another advantage of my father is that he loves cleanliness.

One day, my mother and I went to the park to have a good time, and my father went home.

On the way home, my mother and I thought my father would watch TV at home. Unexpectedly, my mother and I came home and found the house very clean, even the chairs, stools and sofas were clean and spotless. Walking into the living room, my father said nothing and was seriously mopping the floor. He must drag a place many times before dragging the next place.

Suddenly he stopped and squatted down. I thought, "What's Dad doing? It turned out that he was carefully trying to remove the previous stains on the floor with his nails, and then slowly wiping them on the floor with a towel until the stains disappeared.

I went to the kitchen again, and when I saw the stove, the glass was wiped clean and bright by my father.

I looked at my father sweating profusely and said, "Dad has worked hard, I love you"! It's not too much. Delete as appropriate.

My father's composition is 300 words. Father's black hair is mixed with a few white hairs. His face is a little dark, but his eyes are bright. That's my father.

Dad is forty years old, but he is still childlike.

When I learned to play yo-yo by accident in the fourth grade, I bought one and finished my homework and went home to play.

At this time, my father saw that I was having such a good time and even wanted to give it a try. He said to me, "son, lend your father a play."

"So, I handed the yo-yo to my father.

Dad couldn't play at first, and the ball was always out of control. He didn't learn it after a long time.

Dad looked worried, so I said to him, "Wait until the yo-yo slides to the bottom, and then pull it up."

"Dad tried several times and learned several tricks such as' sleeping' and' walking the dog'! The more dad plays, the more addicted he becomes. The more he played, the more interested he became, and he didn't want to put it down for a while.

My mother looked at my father's playful appearance and said, "It's 40 years old, and my son is almost 12 years old, but he still looks like an old urchin!" "Ha ha ..." A burst of happy laughter broke out at home.

Dad not only has a childlike innocence, but also takes his work seriously.

A few days ago, my father installed a computer in his office, which contained many games! I really want to have fun.

It happened that my dad was going to the office today, so I quickly asked my dad for permission.

Unexpectedly, he said to me sternly, "How did you learn to take advantage of the public at an early age?" I ran into my room angrily, slammed the door hard and shouted at my father's back: "Old stubborn man!" " Unexpectedly, my father never came back after he left, so I had to go to bed.

I woke up in the middle of the night and went to the toilet. I saw the light in the study on. It turned out that my father was writing materials, and the wastebasket beside the desk was full. My head is sweating. He found me, looked at my bloodshot eyes and said, "Hurry to sleep, there will be a class tomorrow."

"I know my father's stubborn temper, so I have to say," Dad, you go to sleep quickly.

"I went to bed.

However, I can't sleep for a long time.

The moon, walking in the sky, the stars, blinking naughtily, while my father is still writing that material.

I'm proud that I have a conscientious "child's play" father.

My father My father has regular facial features and black hair.

His small nose looks the same as mine.

There is a mouth bigger than mine under the nose. The mouth that eats is faster than our running speed. Dad has two characteristics. Let me tell you something. The first characteristic is that he likes eating out.

Usually, even if there is nothing outside, sometimes, when meals are cooked at home, they say they go out to eat.

Tell me more about that time. That night, my dad was having a party with friends, and I went. Seeing that I had finished eating there, I chatted in two directions. It's not everyone talking together. Not good at all. My dad won't allow me to say a word. I told my dad, "It's not fun here. I’m going home.

"Dad didn't send me home, so I whispered to my father," I want to go home, Dad.

"This just willing to take me home.

Look, this is the real dad.

The second feature-love to eat fruit.

He usually eats fruits no matter how spicy, sour, bitter, sweet and unpalatable, which are delicious in his eyes.

He has no money to buy pomegranate. He asked my mother to give me fifty dollars to buy pomegranates, and he took me to buy them. He didn't know whether they were sweet or not, so he only picked a few.

When I get home, I want to "kill"; I took a bite and spit out my tongue. I couldn't help crying. "Why is it so sour and not sweet at all? Is it pomegranate? " Dad smiled and said narcissistically, "It's very sweet.

"I jumped over to grab the pomegranate my father ate and took a bite; Yeah, not bad.

I thought to myself: is it true that dad only chooses the sweet ones for himself, or can he really choose any sweet one? Then he didn't know that what he was holding was sweet? Finally, I tasted all the pomegranates, and none of them were sweet.

Dad is really, just choose a sweet one, and the rest are sour, so that we can't finish eating and then "take it for ourselves".

Look, that's what my dad is. He is like a playmate.

My dad, if someone asks me who my favorite person is? Then my father deserved it.

Because with him, happiness will always accompany me, and all my troubles will disappear.

Just say get up in the morning. Although I am dressed, I am still in a daze and always want to sleep.

Dad came over with a smile, pulled me out of bed and said with a smile, "What, do you still want to be the head of the quilt?" Just whip your lazy muscles.

He tickled me, and I smiled, patting my father on the back and blaming him with a smile: "You are so bad, you are so bad".

At this time, my father had a hearty laugh.

At noon, when Dad comes home, the first sentence will be "Is Tingting back?" As soon as you see me, you will put your hands behind your back, walk up the stage steps in Beijing opera and say to me with a smile in Beijing dialect, "I'm starving, come and eat with me."

"So we had a good time.

In the afternoon, when I came home with a heavy schoolbag on my back, I felt tired and annoyed.

But when I opened the door, I found my father waiting for me at the door. When I came back, he took my schoolbag in one hand, put his feet together, lowered his head and said to me like a Japanese, "Thank you!" " Then he looked up and looked at me stupidly.

I was amused by his appearance, and my troubles had already gone to the cloud nine. I can't help but jump into my father's arms, hug his neck and whisper in his ear, "Dad, you are so kind!" " "This is my father, who gave me a happy life.

My father My father is the person I admire most. He has a new responsibility for everything and never escapes from reality. My father is a taxi driver, always ready to help others, kind and honest. Once, a couple's son got an acute illness and needed to see a doctor at once, so he called his father and said he would take them to the hospital. When he arrived at the hospital, the couple were anxious to register. Suddenly, because the situation was critical just now, they forgot to bring money. ...

My father is a person who scares me and likes me.

Once I accidentally finished my homework because I was in a hurry to watch TV.

After dinner, dad began to check his homework.

Looking at it, he frowned and said to me unhappily, "You have miscalculated this question.

"Say that finish, he then check up.

After a while, he found two mistakes in succession.

Dad was angry and shouted at me, "Why do you always make mistakes?" How many times have I told you not to be careless, not to be careless! Why can't you change it? "Say that finish, he gave me a hard press on the head.

I stole a look at him, only to see my father's two big eyes stare into an "O" shape, and his thick black eyebrows seem to stand up, just like a big tiger, which is terrible! Dad is very demanding of me. Seeing that I was always careless, he wrote me a request to do the problem.

I think my father is too fierce, so I gave him two suggestions: one is not to be fierce at will, and the other is to be reasonable.

I found some idioms describing my father from the dictionary and told them to my father: "eyeing", "flying into a rage", "flying into a rage" and "flying into a rage" ... My father couldn't help laughing.

Dad is fierce when he is angry, but he is usually easy-going.

Once, when my father was happy, I said to him, "It's really unlucky to be a child. You can't be mean to adults.

"Dad said," then I will make you angry once.

"I think this time' revenge' opportunity has come.

I first pressed my father's head, then pinched his neck, and finally gave him a good beating with all my strength.

I didn't think it was enough, so I jumped on him and messed up his hair, and then I said to him, "You are unkempt this time."

"At this time, my dad is like a big sheep. No matter how I toss him, he won't get angry.

Dad still likes to play with me. At this time, he has many bad ideas.

Once, my father let my face relax, then put his hands on both sides of my mouth and suddenly pinched my mouth and said, "Haha, it's really like Donald Duck!" " "When I was in a hurry, I choked my dad's mouth, and my dad kept his mouth shut.

As soon as I saw no, I grabbed it under his arm.

Dad smiled, and I took the opportunity to pinch his mouth, and then said, "You are like Donald Duck. You are a fierce Donald Duck.

"Look, this is my father.

He is both my elder and my friend.

I am both afraid of him and like him.

The footsteps of the senior high school entrance examination are getting closer and closer, and the students are desperately reviewing for the exam, which makes me in a high degree of tension.

But I dare not slack off, although I am exhausted; I really want to close my eyes for a while, but I dare not, although my eyes are already bloodshot.

I can't hold it any longer, try to lift my eyelids and look out.

Within sight, only street lamps stood there alone, giving off a faint light.

The air was silent, and it must have been late at night-I couldn't tell the difference between day and night because of the confusion in my brain, so I studied day and night.

Tired eyes, slow reaction. I decided to take a nap for five minutes.

But as soon as my head touched my arm on the table, I fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, but in a trance, a pair of calloused big hands gently touched a few locks of hair that covered my eyes, and then gave me a push: "Son, how can you sleep here?" You'll catch a cold.

"Oh, it turns out that my father works at home every day.

"I didn't fall asleep ... I just felt itchy eyes ... I closed them a little.

"I still low head, in order not to let my father see my bloodshot face.

"You are too tired, go to bed early! How can your body stand this? " "Oh, I went to bed after I finished this topic.

Dad, you've been busy all day. Go to bed first! "Father reluctantly left, with gently closed the door.

But before long, my door was pushed open again. Father brought a steaming cup of tea: "Have some hot tea and go to bed!" " ""hmm! " I took the hot tea, looked at the figure of my father turning away and nodded deeply.

At this time, my ears suddenly echoed with the words my father often said: "Don't worry, son, my father works hard to earn money, and he will provide you with education anyway."

"Holding hot tea, feeling the temperature of hot air and the fragrance of green tea, chewing the words of father's concern and comfort, tears could not help but flow down.

The hot tea in the cup is faint and fragrant, but it feels particularly fragrant when it melts in the father's love.

How can I let my father down by drinking this kind of strong tea with father's love? My father said that "only my mother is good in the world", and I think my father is no exception.

Dad is tall, short, fat and thin, with big eyes, besides; And two big ears.

Dad's hobbies are singing, drinking, playing chess and playing computer.

Dad likes to wear a suit, and dad also likes to raise fish and shrimp.

My father is also a helpful citizen.

One day, it was gray and dark, and it was going to rain.

Dad is in a hurry to go home. Dad saw Liu Laobo harvesting rice. Dad saw it and went home. He went over and picked up a broom to harvest rice with Liu Laobo.

The two men are busy collecting rice and putting it into a big bag. Mr. Liu was so busy that he couldn't breathe and sucked.

Dad told him to have a rest and tie up the remaining two bags. It really rained at a bad time, and it rained heavily with a crash.

Dad didn't let the rain stop what he wanted to do. Dad tied the bag and moved the rice to a place without rain.

After doing it, my father has become a "girl-picking chicken". Liu Laobo asked my dad to go to his house to rest, and then go home when the rain stopped.

Dad refused and braved the wind and rain to go home.

When I got home, my father had fainted.

Mom touched dad's forehead. "Oh, it's so hot." .

When Dad wakes up, many people will see him: relatives and friends, and people that Dad helped before.

So many, Liu Laobo is here.

Everyone says that dad is the best person, and we should learn from him in the future.

My father is such a person.

Think less about yourself and more about others.

My Father My Father People often say that my father loves me like a mountain, but in my opinion, my father's love for me is not as strict as a mountain, but sometimes it is as gentle as water.

My father is an educated and noble man. Although he is not as rich as other parents, what he does for me is no worse than other children. ...

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