A letter to my father is written in 45 words.

About a letter to dad, 45 words

Part 1: A letter to dad

Dear dad: Hello!

I've always wanted to tell you a lot from my heart, but there are so many words in my heart that I don't know where to start.

I remember once, my grandparents came to our house for a few days, and the spacious room suddenly became very crowded. In desperation, I have to share the bed with you and mom.

in the middle of the night, I was awakened by a "rumbling" noise. When I woke up, it turned out that you were snoring. I had to lie down and go back to sleep. Half an hour, an hour, two hours ... Unbearable, I got out of bed and shouted at you who were sleeping, "Dad, can you keep your voice down? I can't sleep with all this noise! " You were awakened by me when you were asleep, and you quickly apologized: "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I won't snore, you go to sleep! " Say, then put me to sleep. In the end, sleepiness overcame everything ...

In the middle of the night, I got up to go to the toilet and found that you were lying in bed and disappeared, so I hurried out of the bedroom. I saw a familiar figure lying on the bed. I walked past with doubts, and when I saw it, it was you! I thought to myself: why doesn't dad sleep in the house? And sleep on this hot sofa? Don't ... Thought of here, my mother patted me on the back and said, "Look how good your father is to you, for fear of affecting your rest, just move to the sofa to sleep, no matter how you say it, just say bear with it!" After listening to these words, my eyes are moist. You are so kind to me. You wronged yourself in order to let your daughter sleep soundly. I sat on the edge of the sofa and looked at you quietly. Your face is covered with sweat, because of the heat, even if you fall asleep, your eyebrows are tight.

your rhythmic snoring, like a "love song", touched my heart.

Your daughter Zhao Siyu

Part II: A Letter to Dad

Dear Dad:

Hello!

this is my first time to write to you. Because Father's Day is coming, I have a lot to say to you.

Time flies. Under the meticulous care and care of you and your mother, I have spent ten years in the primary school campus, from being born to babbling, from toddler to happy running. For me, this decade is like a cheerful and wonderful piece of music, accompanied by my carefree life and happy growth.

dad, you have worked hard! You work hard day and night. I know that you want to give me the best things. I grow up day by day, but the wrinkles around your eyes are getting deeper day by day, and your white hair is getting more and more. Yesterday, I saw my mother lovingly pulling out the white hair on your temples. Dad and daughter won't let you and mom down. I will study hard as always, absorb more nutrition in the vast knowledge world, and become a useful talent when I grow up.

Dad, although you don't often coach me this way and educate me that way, you are setting an example for me through your words and deeds. You are an elite in the design industry, and you have influenced me subtly with your good qualities of being serious, dedicated, persistent and never giving up, and taught me the truth of dealing with people. Dad, I appreciate you! More proud of you! I will actively move forward in the direction you guide.

"My father loves me like a mountain, but I love nothing." I have been your daughter for ten years, and I feel very happy. I can't repay you now, but I will do my best to repay you and your mother when I grow up.

Happy Father's Day again!

Your Daughter

Part III: A Letter to Dad

Dear Dad:

Happy Father's Day!

Today is a day worth celebrating every year. Because today, we have ushered in the "Father's Day". Dad, as I get older, I haven't officially given you any more gifts. But do you remember? On my 8-year-old Father's Day, I gave you a ridiculous gift-a flexible pencil and a 2B eraser. Moreover, I still remember clearly that you put a pair of very thick hands with thick calluses on my head and gently said to me, "Thank you, but you can use the rubber pencil yourself."

It was a "Father's Day" three years ago. I went to a composition class. To celebrate "Father's Day", the teacher of the composition class asked us to make a greeting card for my father. First, glue a piece of colored cardboard into a three-dimensional triangle; Then "Happy Father's Day!" Write these words; Finally, put some cartoon stickers on it, and you're done.

with a feeling of anxiety, I took the greeting card and put it on the "only way" for you to come back. But when I look at it from left to right, it always feels a little monotonous. Oh, by the way, there are still gifts left. What gift can I put? Little me, I have neither money to buy gifts nor anything to give. Suddenly, an idea that doesn't seem ridiculous to me came to my mind, that is, to give you pencils and erasers as gifts. So, I will do it and wait for you to go home quietly. As time goes by, my heart is like fifteen buckets-seven up and eight down. When you come back soon, I'll take a shower at once. Finally, you came back and found my greeting card. You were very happy.

after three years, do you remember? I wish

good health and smooth work

Chapter 4: A letter to my father

Dear father:

Hello!

Dad, I'm embarrassed to say something to your face, so I have to write to express it.

I do my homework every night, and you are playing mahjong. Only my mother is at home with me, and you seldom come back. I want to say, won't you come back to accompany my mother and me? !

Dad, I didn't do very well in the exam once. On the way home, I wondered whether I should tell the truth or lie. I thought about it, and before I knew it, I arrived at the door of my house. I saw the lights on at home and your car was parked in the parking lot. My heart is pounding and my mind is blank. I don't know what to say to you when I get home. When I got home, I trembled and said, "Dad … I … I … We took a test paper today, and it was handed out." "How many points did you get?" You ask seriously. I said a poor score. You said that you used to study very well, but I don't believe it. In fact, I admire you very much in my heart. But everyone will fail in the exam, everyone will make mistakes, everyone will be careless, and not everyone is perfect. Therefore, when you scold me in the future, think that you have made mistakes, mistakes and carelessness, please understand me more!

Dad, in fact, the last thing I want is to see you quarreling with your mother. When I see you quarreling, I really want to say, "Why don't you be peaceful? If you want to quarrel, why are you getting married? Why did you give birth to me to adjust the atmosphere for you?" Dad, can you be nice to mom? Don't quarrel all day because of trivial things!

don't be angry because I gave you all these suggestions. I'm doing it for you, mom and me.

I hope dad is healthy!

Chapter 5: A Letter to Dad

Dad:

Hello.

Dad, I haven't been doing very well at school recently, and there are some things that I feel very troublesome. Can you help me?

once, I took a new pen to school. Guo Yuxi saw it. She picked up the pen, looked at it, hit the nib hard on the table a few times, and broke it. I was very angry at that time, so I gave her a punch on the back. Later, when I came back from taking out the garbage, I saw Guo Yuxi running towards me and punched me in the chest with great strength. I was beaten and almost vomited blood. What is even more hateful is that Guo Yuxi ran back to his seat after hitting me, and stuck out his tongue at me, swinging from side to side, looking very proud. I'm so angry that I can't wait to give her a good beating, but when I think she's a girl, good men don't fight women! Alas, he said that you can't hit people. But my heart is really angry!

There was another math class, when I was learning the number of straight lines. Teacher Qiang raised a question, and I raised my hand with other students. Teacher Qiang clicked on me, and I stood up and said, "One, two, three." Before I finished, Mr. Qiang interrupted me and said, "Zero!" My heart suddenly became ice, and I felt like I fell into the abyss. From then on, I stopped raising my hand. I thought that if I made a mistake, the teacher would say it again, and my heart would be very uncomfortable. Later, in another math class, I first thought of another solution, but I didn't raise my hand for fear that the teacher would say zero. After a while, Guo Yuxi in front of me also thought of this, so she raised her hand and the teacher praised her. I whispered, "This was my first thought." My deskmate Huang Aojie said to me in a contemptuous tone, "I don't believe it!"

I don't know what to do, Dad. Can you help me?

I wish

a smooth work!