Writing a composition is difficult for my father.

1. Dad's hard composition My father is really hard. My father is in his thirties, tall, with thick eyebrows and big ears. He looks amiable and respectable.

He is an employee of a company that sells precision instruments. He worked hard day and night for the normal operation of the whole company. I remember once, when night fell and my father didn't come back, I went to the window and looked out, but I still didn't see my father.

At this time, the clouds were gathering, and it rained with a bang, making our family even more anxious. I can't help running downstairs. Just as I walked to the door, it creaked open. "Ah, it's dad!" I looked up and saw that he was soaked to the skin and had a few white hairs on his head, which was particularly dazzling in the light.

Mother shouted upstairs, "Come and eat, the food is cold." I saw my father dragging his stiff legs to the dining table and sitting down to gobble up food.

After a few bites, the phone rang and my father hurried to answer it. I can't hear the first few words clearly, only the last one: "OK, I'll go right away." Dad picked up his coat and was about to leave I took my father's hand and said, "Dad, let's go after dinner!" " "Dad said seriously,"No. "

Then he rode away on a motorcycle. At nine o'clock in the evening, I went to bed before my father came back.

The next morning, when I was having breakfast, my father came back. His eyes were bloodshot, as if he had not slept all night.

I looked at my father's bloodshot eyes and his eyes were moist. I thought: Dad works too hard! Ah, I made up my mind silently that I would redouble my efforts and repay my father's kindness with better results.

Dad is really hard. Dad is very busy at work, and now he is even busier in order to take the CPA exam. Whenever he is free, he reads books.

Dad's books are everywhere, in the briefcase, on the desk and in the car. He reads everywhere and has no time to rest. Dad is really hard! One night, after dinner, my father went to the study to read.

I saw my father through the door left unlocked, his bright eyes staring at the book, showing a hungry look. Sometimes he buried himself in his notebook to write and draw, and sometimes he turned to books and blinked to think. Dad is serious! Suddenly, my father frowned and sweated all over his face, and he was absorbed in writing and calculating on his desk. I guess he must have encountered a problem.

At this time, he stood up, took a piece of information from the bookshelf, and then read it carefully. After a while, his frown became tighter, and what is certain is that the problem has not been solved. I saw him clutching his scalp and looking at the ceiling from time to time. After a long time, he patted his head, turned on the computer, moved the mouse, and finally his brow relaxed.

I'm really happy for dad to solve the problem! I was a little tired at this time, so I went to bed. I got up in the middle of the night to go to the toilet, approached the study and saw my father still reading.

Probably tired, he narrowed his eyes, twisted his neck, leaned back in the chair and took a few sips of water. After a while, he picked up the book and read it again.

I really admire him! Dad has been studying hard and finally passed the CPA exam. But I found some wrinkles on my father's face, his eyes turned into panda eyes, and the whole person lost a circle.

Dad is really hard! Dad is really hard. Dad is the backbone of our family. He has to work and take care of my study. Sometimes they share housework.

What's more, he has to "charge" his studies, which is really hard. Every morning, dad is always the earliest person in our family to get up. He has to take care of the flowers and plants in the sun and take his beloved bird out for a walk.

Then he will cook a big breakfast and wake me up from my dream. He will take me to school after breakfast, and finally he will go to work.

You know, it's been 10 years since my father sent me to school in this way, whether it's windy or rainy. My father is really hard. Dad is really hard. In order to arouse the enthusiasm of office staff, he will tell you the latest news, tell jokes and guess brain teasers when everyone is confused at work, so that everyone can go to work happily and improve their daily work efficiency.

Therefore, no matter how busy he is at work during the day, he will wait until the dead of night to get into the study and prepare for the morning meeting tomorrow. I remember once, the moon hung in the middle of the sky. At this time, I got up to go to the toilet.

Suddenly I found that the light in the study was still on, so I thought, who is it? Are you still studying so late? Who could it be? I gently pushed open the door and saw that it was my father who was seriously studying the contents of the preparatory work for "Scientific Decryption" and making a speech. I walked behind him, and my father was so absorbed in the plot and problems in the book that he didn't even notice my arrival.

I looked up, and my father's head also had a few white hairs, which were particularly dazzling in the light. I saw him turning over the book gently, and the pen kept writing in the notebook. At this time, the sound of turning over the book and the rubbing sound of the pen are so light, like silkworms eating mulberry leaves and gurgling streams flowing slowly forward ... I couldn't bear to disturb my father, so I silently returned to my room.

Back to my room, I fell asleep in a daze. In the twilight, my father seemed to be covering the bed with a quilt I kicked for me, stroking my head and saying, "My little baby, you should study hard and be a useful person." In the morning, a ray of sunshine woke me up. At breakfast, I looked at my father and found that his eyes were a little bloodshot. It seems that he didn't sleep well all night.

I looked at my father's bloodshot eyes and his eyes were moist. Thought: dad is too hard! Ah, I made up my mind silently that I would redouble my efforts and repay my father's kindness with better results.

My father is not only the backbone of my family, a good leader of the unit, a good son of my grandmother, a good husband of my mother, but also my best and hardest father. My father is really hard. Father's love is a clear spring, which makes your emotions pure and clear even if they are covered with the dust of years. Father's love is a ray of sunshine, which makes your heart warm like spring even in cold winter; Father's love is ... I remember once, before I finished reviewing the text, my father was asleep.

Maybe it's because he is too tired after a day's work and snores very loudly. You know, he went to work with blisters on his feet today, and he worked from six in the morning to seven in the evening! In dad's snoring, I also.

My father is really difficult to write. My father is in his thirties, tall, with thick eyebrows and big ears. He looks amiable and respectable.

He is an employee of a company that sells precision instruments. He worked hard day and night for the normal operation of the whole company. I remember once, when night fell and my father didn't come back, I went to the window and looked out, but I still didn't see my father.

At this time, the clouds were gathering, and it rained with a bang, making our family even more anxious. I can't help running downstairs. Just as I walked to the door, it creaked open. "Ah, it's dad!" I looked up and saw that he was soaked to the skin and had a few white hairs on his head, which was particularly dazzling in the light.

Mother shouted upstairs, "Come and eat, the food is cold." I saw my father dragging his stiff legs to the dining table, sitting down and wolfing down the food.

After a few bites, the phone rang and my father hurried to answer it. I can't hear the first few words clearly, only the last one: "OK, I'll go right away." Dad picked up his coat and was about to leave I took my father's hand and said, "Dad, let's go after dinner!" " "Dad said seriously,"No. "

Then he rode away on a motorcycle. At nine o'clock in the evening, I went to bed before my father came back.

The next morning, when I was having breakfast, my father came back. His eyes were bloodshot, as if he had not slept all night.

I looked at my father's bloodshot eyes and his eyes were moist. I thought: Dad works too hard! Ah, I made up my mind silently that I would redouble my efforts and repay my father's kindness with better results.

Dad is really hard (helping you write your composition). Before 400 words, I always thought dad was very relaxed. He doesn't have to cook after work, he can do whatever he wants. He used to be extremely free, but in recent years, I have become sensible and deeply realized my father's hard work.

I remember that day, my father didn't go home until 1 1 half past ten in the evening because of entertainment. It was already seven o'clock that morning. As usual, I called my father up: "Dad, hurry up, it's past seven. Dad, get up. " Dad rubbed his hazy eyes and got up tired.

Then I washed so fast that I forgot to eat breakfast and was sent to school. On the way to school, dad yawned even more, but he persisted, not hard.

I looked at my father and felt a pain in my heart. "Dad," I cried sadly, "otherwise, I will take the bus by myself today. You drive home and sleep first! " "That's no good, dad is not at ease, I don't care, I can still support it, my dear daughter, it's okay."

Dad seems to be preoccupied. My sentence' I'll take the bus by myself today' completely threw my dad's drowsiness out of the cloud nine. He stopped yawning, as if afraid that I would get off at any time and take the bus to school. Gradually, gradually, I understand. I didn't know my father's hard work until I grew up He doesn't have to get up so early at work. Obviously, he could give me a ride to school, but he didn't. I look at his tired figure every day and can't help but burst into tears. I really want to say to him, "Dad, you are so hard!" " My father has a strong body, big eyes and a small nose.

He is tall and fat. He works as a manager in a garage, so he always goes out early and comes back late.

I remember one night, my father trudged back. I gave him a big bowl of rice and he wolfed it down.

In a few minutes, a bowl of rice was gone. When my father asked me to serve two bowls, his cell phone rang, and he turned it on quickly: "Hello, oh good, I'll be right there!" " "So he hurried out of the house.

I thought: Dad, Dad, even if you do it for me, you can't be exhausted. Forget it, it's time for bed. Let's talk about it tomorrow.

So, I washed and went to bed. When I was sleeping soundly, my father came back.

I looked at the clock, ah, it's already 3 o'clock! Suddenly, my eyes were wet and I threw myself into my father's arms and said, "Dad, why did you come back so late?" . You must be exhausted. Go to bed early. "

"It's okay, my body is very good,no.. Go to sleep, I have school tomorrow, good night. "

Look, how hard my father works! My father is a taxi driver. He doesn't have a luxurious house or a gorgeous car, but he will always be the best father in my mind.

At five or six o'clock in the morning, others are still sleeping in bed, and dad has already got up early for work. At twelve o'clock in the evening, everyone else had fallen asleep, but he still didn't go home. One Saturday morning, my father was having breakfast.

Suddenly, Ding's phone rang. It turns out that an old customer needs to go to Hongqiao Airport immediately. My father put down the bread and said to me, "I'm in a hurry. I have to go first."

Say that finish, he took the car keys and left. It's nine o'clock in the evening, and there's homework waiting for dad to sign! I just sat on the sofa and waited for my father to come back.

When I couldn't wait, I called my father and he said, "I'm driving." Hang up now. Goodbye. " At half past nine, I took a shower and said to myself, "Dad can come back at any time now!" " Just then, the door creaked open.

I saw my father walk into the house exhausted. I said, "Dad, you must not have dinner yet! I will heat the food for you. Eat quickly! Dad wolfed down the food at once.

Looking at my father's appearance, I really want to rush up and yell at him: "Dad, you are so hard!" " "My father is a technical manager of an airline, and his job is very special. He leads more than 70 employees, who are responsible for the security of more than 100 incoming aircraft and the short stay, maintenance and release of more than 20 Boeing aircraft at Hongqiao Airport every day. Dad's work is very hard.

In summer, the high temperature of forty or fifty degrees on the tarmac is common. It's even worse if it's windy and rainy. My pants are often soaked to a great extent, but my father still runs around with water and holds a walkie-talkie to supervise the work of each position.

Because my father's work is directly related to the safety of flights and the punctuality of flights, he often goes to work because of emergencies. In my impression, my father seldom stays with us every holiday.

I remember last year's eve, the whole family ate steaming New Year's Eve dinner around the table. Suddenly, dad's cell phone kept ringing. It turned out to be something at work.

I just heard my father pick up the phone and say, "Well ...".

Um ... OK, I'll be right there. "I saw my father pick up his coat and car keys and rush out.

It turned out that last year, because of a sudden heavy snow, the plane was covered with thick snow and ice and could not take off on time. It was dad who arrived in time to lead everyone to de-ice, let the plane take off as soon as possible, and send passengers home for the New Year as soon as possible.

That night, father was busy until twelve o'clock. The thought of my father being busy in the world of ice and snow, and sleeping in a warm bed, makes me feel really uncomfortable.

Dad! You have worked hard! My father is in his forties, of medium height, with heavy eyebrows and eyes. He looks amiable and respectable. He is a factory director and works hard day and night for the normal operation of the whole factory.

I remember once, when night fell and my father didn't come back, I went to the window and looked out, but I still didn't see my father. At this time, the clouds were gathering, and it rained with a bang, making our family even more anxious.

I can't help running downstairs. Just as I walked to the door, it creaked open. "Ah, it's dad!" I looked up and saw that he was soaked to the skin and had a few white hairs on his head, which was particularly dazzling in the light. Mother shouted upstairs, "Come and eat, the food is cold."

I saw my father dragging his stiff legs to the dining table, sitting down and wolfing down the food. After a few bites, the phone rang and my father hurried to answer it. I can't hear the first few words clearly, only the last one: "OK, I'll go right away."

Dad picked up his coat and was about to leave I hold my father.

Dad works very hard. Dad is the backbone of our family. He has to work and take care of my study. Sometimes they share housework. What's more, he has to "charge" his studies, which is really hard.

Every morning, dad is always the earliest person in our family to get up. He has to take care of the flowers and plants in the sun and take his beloved bird out for a walk. Then he will cook a big breakfast and wake me up from my dream. He will take me to school after breakfast, and finally he will go to work. You know, it's been 10 years since my father sent me to school in this way, whether it's windy or rainy. My father is really hard.

Dad is really hard. In order to arouse the enthusiasm of office staff, he will tell you the latest news, tell jokes and guess brain teasers when everyone is confused at work, so that everyone can go to work happily and improve their daily work efficiency. Therefore, no matter how busy he is at work during the day, he will wait until the dead of night to get into the study and prepare for the morning meeting tomorrow.

I remember once, the moon hung in the middle of the sky. At this time, I got up to go to the toilet. Suddenly I found that the light in the study was still on, so I thought, who is it? Are you still studying so late? Who could it be? I gently pushed open the door and saw that it was my father who was seriously studying the contents of the preparatory work for "Scientific Decryption" and making a speech. I walked behind him, and my father was so absorbed in the plot and problems in the book that he didn't even notice my arrival. I looked up, and my father's head also had a few white hairs, which were particularly dazzling in the light. I saw him turning over the book gently, and the pen kept writing in the notebook. At this time, the sound of turning over the book and the rubbing sound of the pen are so light, like silkworms eating mulberry leaves and gurgling streams flowing slowly forward ... I couldn't bear to disturb my father, so I silently returned to my room. Back to my room, I fell asleep in a daze. In the twilight, my father seemed to be covering the bed with a quilt I kicked for me, stroking my head and saying, "My little baby, you should study hard and be a useful person." In the morning, a ray of sunshine woke me up. At breakfast, I looked at my father and found that his eyes were a little bloodshot. It seems that he didn't sleep well all night. I looked at my father's bloodshot eyes and his eyes were moist. Thought: dad is too hard! Ah, I made up my mind silently that I would redouble my efforts and repay my father's kindness with better results.

My father is not only the backbone of my family, a good leader of the unit, a good son of my grandmother, a good husband of my mother, but also my best and hardest father.

5. Composition: "Dad is really hard" Dad is really hard.

Dad is the backbone of our family. He has to work and take care of my study. Sometimes they share housework. What's more, he has to "charge" his studies, which is really hard.

Every morning, dad is always the earliest person in our family to get up. He has to take care of the flowers and plants in the sun and take his beloved bird out for a walk. Then he will cook a big breakfast and wake me up from my dream. He will take me to school after breakfast, and finally he will go to work. You know, it's been 10 years since my father sent me to school in this way, whether it's windy or rainy. My father is really hard.

Dad is really hard. In order to arouse the enthusiasm of office staff, he will tell you the latest news, tell jokes and guess brain teasers when everyone is confused at work, so that everyone can go to work happily and improve their daily work efficiency. Therefore, no matter how busy he is at work during the day, he will wait until the dead of night to get into the study and prepare for the morning meeting tomorrow.

I remember once, the moon hung in the middle of the sky. At this time, I got up to go to the toilet. Suddenly I found that the light in the study was still on, so I thought, who is it? Are you still studying so late? Who could it be? I gently pushed open the door and saw that it was my father who was seriously studying the contents of the preparatory work for "Scientific Decryption" and making a speech. I walked behind him, and my father was so absorbed in the plot and problems in the book that he didn't even notice my arrival. I looked up, and my father's head also had a few white hairs, which were particularly dazzling in the light. I saw him turning over the book gently, and the pen kept writing in the notebook. At this time, the sound of turning over the book and the rubbing sound of the pen are so light, like silkworms eating mulberry leaves and gurgling streams flowing slowly forward ... I couldn't bear to disturb my father, so I silently returned to my room. Back to my room, I fell asleep in a daze. In the twilight, my father seemed to be covering the bed with a quilt I kicked for me, stroking my head and saying, "My little baby, you should study hard and be a useful person." In the morning, a ray of sunshine woke me up. At breakfast, I looked at my father and found that his eyes were a little bloodshot. It seems that he didn't sleep well all night. I looked at my father's bloodshot eyes and his eyes were moist. Thought: dad is too hard! Ah, I made up my mind silently that I would redouble my efforts and repay my father's kindness with better results.

My father is not only the backbone of my family, but also a good leader of my unit. My grandmother's good son is 32313353236313431303231363533333e4b893e5b19e365438.

6. Dad is really hard to write. My father has a pair of small eyes, and his smile twinkles. His black hair is very shiny and looks very kind. When I was growing up, because my mother worked far away, my reading and transportation tasks were given to my father. I think dad is the most difficult, and one thing in particular can prove that I will never forget.

I remember it was a rainy night, and I only heard my father-in-law bang, and then the rain poured down. The rain beat on the window, making a clear sound. I did my homework very late that day, and my father was already asleep. When I finished my homework and packed my schoolbag, I suddenly found that I didn't buy any books! The teacher will check tomorrow! Dad has fallen asleep. What should I do? I hesitated, but I came to my father's bed with a sad face and said in a trembling voice, "Dad, I forgot to buy books. Would you like to buy it for me? " Dad was stunned first, and then asked, "How could you forget?" I don't answer. I thought there was no hope, my father would ignore me, and maybe even yell at me. I didn't expect him to readily agree. A warm current suddenly came to my mind, and my heart was full of spring. I saw my father dressed, hurried downstairs, got on his bike and braved the wind and rain to go out. I seem to see my father desperately riding his bike to the bookstore to buy books for me in the rain. . After a while, dad came back. Look, he is soaked to the skin, like a drowned rat! My eyes are moist.

The next day, my father was ill, but he still had to take me to school by bike. In the back seat of the car, I remembered last night's incident, with a sour nose and tears streaming down my face, thinking: Dad is really hard!

7. Writing Dad is really hard, no less than 300 words. Dad is really hard.

My father wears a pair of glasses. He always seems to be in a hurry when he speaks, but he is meticulous and absorbed in his work.

I remember one night after six o'clock, my father suddenly received a phone call saying that he had to work overtime. Without saying anything, he immediately picked up his bag and went out, even forgetting to eat. I asked my father when he could go home, and he replied that it was about 9 pm. Dad is not at home, so I should be more conscious. As soon as I finished my dinner, I took the time to do my homework. After I finished all my homework, I couldn't help calling my father, but he said that he might come back late if he was in trouble, and told me not to wait for him and go to bed early.

Dad hung up the phone in a hurry. I thought to myself, Dad, don't forget to accompany me to learn swimming early tomorrow morning. You should come back early. That night, I have been sitting on the sofa waiting for him to go home, waiting and waiting, and I don't know when I fell asleep.

When I woke up the next morning, I searched the whole house, but I still couldn't find my father. I thought: it's over. Today's swimming will definitely be ruined. Just when I was listless, I suddenly heard a creak, and my father dragged himself into the house. Afterwards, I learned that my father asked several other colleagues to go home first that night, and he stayed there alone to deal with the situation. When I looked up at him again, I found a few more wrinkles in my father's eyes. However, to my surprise, the first thing my father said when he saw me was to go swimming with me. It turns out that my good father has always taken my affairs to heart. I was overjoyed and immediately threw myself into my father's arms.

I want to thank you, dad. You taught me to be responsible, and you taught me how to become stronger after repeated failures. "But how much love an inch of grass has, and I got three spring rays." Dear dad, I want to be a responsible boy, and I won't let you worry anymore.

8. Dad's hard work How to write a 300-word composition Father's love is a clear spring, which makes your emotions pure and clear even if they are covered with the dust of the years; Father's love is a ray of sunshine, which makes your heart warm like spring even in cold winter; Father's love is ... Pupils' Composition Network

I remember once, before I finished reviewing the text, my father fell asleep. Maybe it's because he is too tired after a day's work and snores very loudly. You know, he went to work with blisters on his feet today, and he worked from six in the morning to seven in the evening! With my father snoring, I couldn't sleep well after reviewing, but I couldn't sleep again and again. Snoring makes me restless. I just covered my head with a quilt, but I still can't. Thinking of my father's hard work day and night, I didn't say anything, turned over and went back to sleep. Who knows, this flip accidentally lifted the alarm clock to the ground. This crash can wake dad up. He hurried to my room and asked, "What's the matter?" "Nothing, the alarm clock fell to the ground, you are tired. Go to sleep! " As he spoke, he picked up the alarm clock "It's so late, why haven't you slept?" Dad asked with concern again. Finally, under my father's repeated questioning, I finally revealed the reason. Dad smiled shyly and said to me, "Go to sleep! I have to go to school tomorrow. " I was lying in bed, my father put on his coat, sat in the living room, endured sleepiness and watched the "dumb" TV. He said subtitles were enough.

At about one o'clock in the morning, I got up to go to the bathroom and passed the living room. I saw my father fall asleep sitting on the sofa! I was shocked at once. Dad was so tired that he would fall asleep even if he sat down, but in order to let me sleep well, he told me to sleep first! Suddenly, tears blurred my eyes. I don't want to disturb my father. I choked back tears and went back to my room to get a quilt, covered him and quietly went back to my room. My father is really hard.

9. Dad's Hard Day Every morning, Dad is always the first person in our family to get up. He must first take care of the flowers and plants in the sun and take his beloved bird out for a walk. Then he will cook a big breakfast and wake me up from my dream. He will take me to school after breakfast, and finally he will go to work. You know, it's been 10 years since my father sent me to school in this way, whether it's windy or rainy. My father is really hard.

Dad is really hard. In order to arouse the enthusiasm of office staff, he will tell you the latest news, tell jokes and guess brain teasers when everyone is confused at work, so that everyone can go to work happily and improve their daily work efficiency. Therefore, no matter how busy he is at work during the day, he will wait until the dead of night to get into the study and prepare for the morning meeting tomorrow.

I remember once, the moon hung in the middle of the sky. At this time, I got up to go to the toilet. Suddenly I found that the light in the study was still on, so I thought, who is it? Are you still studying so late? Who could it be? I gently pushed open the door and saw that it was my father who was seriously studying the contents of the preparatory work for "Scientific Decryption" and making a speech. I walked behind him, and my father was so absorbed in the plot and problems in the book that he didn't even notice my arrival. I looked up, and my father's head also had a few white hairs, which were particularly dazzling in the light. I saw him turning over the book gently, and the pen kept writing in the notebook. At this time, the sound of turning over the book and the rubbing sound of the pen are so light, like silkworms eating mulberry leaves and gurgling streams flowing slowly forward ... I couldn't bear to disturb my father, so I silently returned to my room. Back to my room, I fell asleep in a daze. In the twilight, my father seemed to be covering the bed with a quilt I kicked for me, stroking my head and saying, "My little baby, you should study hard and be a useful person." In the morning, a ray of sunshine woke me up. At breakfast, I looked at my father and found that his eyes were a little bloodshot. It seems that he didn't sleep well all night. I looked at my father's bloodshot eyes and his eyes were moist. Thought: dad is too hard! Ah, I made up my mind silently that I would redouble my efforts and repay my father's kindness with better results.

My father is not only the backbone of my family, a good leader of the unit, a good son of my grandmother, a good husband of my mother, but also my best and hardest father.

10. Dad really works hard. My life is full of sunshine, because I get a lot of cherished love, and what I want to repay most is my father's love as soon as possible.

How can I repay my father who raised me? Is it money, honor, or something else? But I think I want to repay my father's love for me by giving him a small gift on his birthday and taking care of him when he is ill. Is this filial piety?

My father has worked hard for more than twenty years. What are they doing? I know that every father in the world is eager to have a successful child and a successful daughter. In their eyes, we are their good children only if we know how to study hard, so what I can do now is to study hard, study hard again and repay my father with our best academic achievements.

Over time, I found many white hairs in my father's messy hair and wrinkles on his pale face, so I wanted to repay him more eagerly and share some responsibilities for my father. I know that my father loves me more or studies. It is very unpleasant to watch my father busy from morning till night every day. I can't do anything for my father, I can only do some small things that I can, because I lost my mother's and father's books for me to study at an early age, went out to find money, and left me alone at home. I often cook for my father and wait for him to come back. In order to reduce his burden, I always wear a hard and black face for me because of my father. From that moment on, I have been helping my father whenever he comes home from work tired. I'll bring him water to cook. In short, I just want to do my filial piety and share some things for my father so that he can have more rest time. More good times.

Dad, I want to tell you that you are the greatest in the world. I know that everything you do is for me to live a better life when I grow up. Have a meaningful and wonderful life.