Dad, I want to tell you a 350-word composition.

Dad, there's something I've always wanted to tell you. I want to tell you when I write my composition.

Dad, you like smoking very much. What do you say? It is really comfortable. ? Mom always advises you: don't smoke, it's bad for your health. ? If you don't listen, go your own way. Once, my mother and I thought of a wonderful way. One day, when you came home, you saw your mother with a cigarette in her mouth. Your face suddenly pulled down, grabbed the cigarette from her mouth and said that smoking is harmful to health. There are more than a dozen harmful substances in cigarettes. You can't smoke! ? Then you still smoke. If you won't let me smoke, you won't either. ? Mom retorted. Your face suddenly turned red and you bowed your head in shame. Mom asked:? Do you still smoke? You said not to smoke at that time. But what you said was not true. Sometimes smoking secretly doesn't let us know. Another time, I hid your cigarettes. When I got home, I couldn't find cigarettes anywhere, and I finally found them. I feel wronged when you hit me. I thought, I'm doing this for your own good. Why did you hit me?

Dad, for your health, for the health of our family, please give up smoking!

Dad, I want to say 350 words to you.

Dad, if you are an eagle flying in the sky, I am a bird practicing flying on the edge of a cliff. In my heart, you are a good father. You buy me brand-name clothes, delicious snacks and good books. However, you have one shortcoming: you are sometimes too arbitrary and often misunderstand me. This is hard for me to accept.

Dad, remember last time? That day, you went shopping and I did my homework at home alone. When I can't do the problem, I see your laptop is on, so I want to look up relevant information on the computer. However, when I was shaking the mouse, you came back and saw me playing with the mouse at the computer desk without doing my homework. You yelled at me angrily. Are you so unconscious? Knowing that my parents are not at home, I race against time to play QQ, computer and study online. I've never seen you work so hard. What do you want to be when you grow up? Illiteracy? Right? But? But I'm checking. Before I finished, you said angrily, but what can I do? I'll play when I'm done. I want to argue. You are so gullible as an adult! Do your homework quickly. ? Say that finish, a full face of anger turned to leave.

? Dad, I'm really looking up information! I'm not playing games, so why don't you listen to me! ? I read silently in my heart, straight head sobbing sadly, I just want to say to you: Dad, you really misunderstood me! ?

Dad, this is what I've always wanted to say. Can you understand me?

Dad, I want to say 350 words to you.

Dad, you know what? I especially want to tell you what I think, so I'll talk to you about this composition. I hope you can listen to your son's heart carefully.

I remember that during the winter vacation, my family went to my grandmother's house for the New Year. As soon as you get to your hometown, you can call a taxi to take you to your aunt's house. At that time, neither my mother nor I knew why you wanted to go to my aunt's house. Later, I learned that there was a fairyland on earth that made you happy dozens of meters away from my aunt's house. Is playing mahjong, playing places. You go early in the morning every day, play until evening, for several days in a row, and even when you sleep and dream at night, you are still mumbling: together, 40 thousand, 80 thousand, one? Hu. ? At this moment, I understand why you have been staying at menstruation's house for a month instead of going back to grandma's house. You say every day that my brother plays computer until ten o'clock every day, so that I have no appetite to eat. I saw you and left. Dad, aren't you tired of playing mahjong all day? You don't even look at your mother when you get home these days. But grandma looks in her eyes and feels distressed in her heart! If one day you are white-haired and even I don't visit you, won't you cry?

I still remember one time, you had a quarrel with your colleague in aquatic products, and you ignored him. One day, he called his mother and said that he had bought a house and planned to prepare some tables of wine for us to go together, but you knew about it and told us not to go. But my mother wouldn't listen, so she took me away. You found out and hit your mother, which made her run away from home. Finally, I pulled my mother back.

Dad, how I hope you can get rid of your bad habits and be a good father in my heart.

Dad, I want to say 350 words to you.

Dad, you have always been very strict with me. You always say that this is not good for me and that is not good either.

Do you remember that dinner? That night, grandpa bought my favorite pork chop, and I was very happy. Grandpa started cooking those pork chops. I watched him cook and stared at them intently, hoping to eat these delicious pork chops soon.

Dad, I suddenly want to tell you, and you whispered: Hum, how greedy! Don't eat: I turned to look at you and found you staring at me, feeling scared and feeling a little ferocious around me. I just sit quietly in my chair, motionless, afraid of any movement, you will get angry and argue with me. Then, you watch TV. My heart suddenly became tense and my heart was pounding, so I went to my room to read.

After a long time, I finally had dinner. The food here is my favorite pork chop. Seeing the pork chop, I walked out of the room happily and came to the hall. I saw these delicious pork chops and licked my tongue, forgetting my father's anger just now. Then I dried my saliva and couldn't help saying, Wow, this is my dream pork chop! ? At this time, you cut in and said angrily: pork chop may have pigment, so be careful to poison you! ? I looked up and my happy mood disappeared. I just sat there and saw your serious expression. Everyone was unhappy and there was silence all around. This kind of air is very dull.

At this moment, my mother suddenly said:? Eat, eat, don't argue. ? We just started eating. In the process of eating, I was very sad. There are a few tears in my eyes, and I want to cry out.

I want to tell you, I know you are doing me good, but please don't be so serious, I will feel very uncomfortable.

Dad, I want to say 350 words to you.

Dad, I want to tell you that I hope you can take my feelings into account when criticizing me, okay?

It was cloudy that day. I walked home step by step with my head down and sighing, holding the test paper with only 80 points. I thought: Does this God understand my inner sadness? Let dark clouds accompany me. Alas, the two zeros on 8 are like classmates' eyes laughing at me. I thought to myself: will you and mom scold me when I go back? Will we hit me? However, I only got 80 points in the exam, so it must be some time before I go home? Beaten? Well, the more I think about it now, the more terrible it is. I can't stand the scolding that you and your mother can drown me when they come home. Thinking of this, I couldn't help shivering and didn't dare to go home. I just opened the door and suddenly saw you coming out of the kitchen? Fly? Come out and grin and say to me: Son, how much is 90? You have a brilliant smile, and your mouth is full of ears. Look at your peach blossom face, you must think it's either 98 or 97. I think, hesitate to say: how about two zeros? You suddenly shine at the moment and say excitedly: Did you take the exam 100? My head is shaking like a wave drum. You scratch your head in doubt and ask, did you fail the exam 100? what did you say ? Two zeros. I said the first two zeros, 80. ? After that, I immediately felt a chill behind me, and I couldn't help shivering. The air around me is condensed, making it difficult for me to breathe. You are like an angry lion, with a straight face and a livid face, like an arrow on a bow, explosive, and like rainy days and lightning in the sky, you are accidentally put down, and I am like a small one to be slaughtered. Big mouth? Yelling at me:? Look at what you got in the exam. I'm not asking you to look into it. You always keep saying that you can't do it well. Isn't there a draft book next to you, a draft book, a draft book, that is, a book for making drafts, not counting? There was a courage in my heart pushing me, and I confidently said: I checked. ? You talk back! ? You seem more angry? But I really checked it carefully, and I don't know why it is so bad. ? I am wronged to say that my father said:? Let me see your test paper. ? I slowly took out my ugly test paper and handed it to you slowly. As soon as you saw the test paper, you frowned and held my ear and told me?

Dad, sometimes I really have to check carefully, but I really didn't do well in the exam. I am willing to accept your criticism, but don't yell at me. You can tell me calmly, and I can accept it. Can you understand me?

Dad, I want to say 350 words to you.

As time goes by, dad, your forehead is covered with wrinkles. Dad, you work for our two sisters to go to school every day. You get up before dawn to cook and send our two sisters to school before work. At night, when you get home at 5: 30, I see you covered in dust and glistening sweat on your forehead. Dad, how much I want to tell you at this moment? I love you! ?

I remember that March 12, Teacher Zhang said: You are in the fourth grade now, and you will be in the sixth grade in two years. What school are you going to enter? You should prepare now. ? I thought to myself: Yes, I am in the fourth grade, and I will graduate from primary school soon. My math is not very good. When I got home, I finished my homework, swept the floor, sat in a chair and waited for my father to come back. Dad finally came back. I brought him water and rubbed his back. Dad looked into my eyes and said, is there anything wrong? ? Yes, I am in the fourth grade now, and I will graduate from primary school soon. My math is not very good. ? I said. Dad said: well, we will study math together in the future. ?

What a good father! Dad, when I made a mistake, you criticized me; When I am sad, you come to comfort me; When I am angry, you will tell me jokes; When I am happy, I will share it with you. Dad, I really want to say to you: I love you! ?

Dad, I want to say 350 words to you.

Dad, you know, I have a lot to say to you in my heart, but I dare not, so I have to write what I want to say to you in my composition.

Dad, do you remember the thermos last Wednesday? You beat me up in spite of everything. It hurts! Until now, I still have some stick marks on me! Dad, I can stand you hitting me, but I just can't stand you hitting my temper whether it's true or not. I know you work day and night, and it's hard. I remember all this. I am determined to study hard and listen to you. But your anger, I ......

I remember once, I accidentally found that our harmonica was a little broken. I hurried to tell you, but you grabbed the harmonica and shouted loudly, Who told you to break it? Either you break this or you break that! ? I was stunned by your roar. I cried, crying so sad. Whether I'm sad or not, you're still yelling: You opened the back of the radio; Sofa cover, you cut it out and put a piece of paper on it ... Didn't I tell you too much? Don't touch anything. Why don't you listen?

The more I cry, the sadder I feel. I really want to shout that I didn't break the harmonica. But dare not!

Dad, I had a dream yesterday, in which you smiled and said to me. Good boy, I accept your criticism, and I will be a qualified good father. ?

How I miss my dream dad!