My story with my father 1 My story with my father is unforgettable.
I remember one day after school, it was my turn to be a student on duty. It suddenly got dark, and then it began to rain cats and dogs. Oh, no, I don't have an umbrella Mom is on a business trip and dad has a class. What should I do? Let's hide in this school for a while. It's getting dark. I'm cold and hungry. At this moment, a man in a poncho rode towards me. When he rode near, I clearly saw that it was dad. Dad saw me, got out of the car, took off his poncho, and saw the rain running down his cheeks and soaked his collar. He reluctantly smiled and said, "Wait, put on the umbrella and let's go home." Sitting in the back seat of a bicycle, I felt a warm current in my heart when I saw my father's back bent because of hard cycling.
Although my father is usually very kind to me, he will be very strict when I am unreasonable.
One Saturday, I went to my grandmother's house by the sea with some good friends and didn't say anything to my parents. That day, we played for half a day until the sun went down. Several good friends rode home, but I insisted on this unrestrained and reckless moment of freedom. I didn't go home and spent the night at my grandmother's house. When I took off my shoes to wash my feet, the door slammed open. It was my familiar figure, my father. But at this time, my father was staring at me with a tight face. I quickly avoided his eyes and dared not face them. After a while, my father asked me, "why did you go out without your parents' permission?" "? This is something in the student code. Why violate it? "I lowered my head and didn't say a word. After a long time, my father said, "Go home quickly and say goodbye to grandma." I said, "Don't go back." "Don't be disobedient." Dad said. But I still won't. Finally, my father said, "Do you refuse to accept your parents' education?" I said, "Yes." Dad saw that education was useless, so he used "force", and then I realized how disgraceful I was. ...
Needless to say, dad's intentions are very clear. While most people praise the greatness of maternal love, I can't help but praise my father's love, because my father has such a heart!
My story with my father 2. On a sunny day, my father and I made an appointment to go out for a bike ride. On the wide road, dad is in front and I am behind. I stepped on the pedal hard and tried to catch up with my father. Suddenly, a puppy jumped out of the grass by the road. I was shocked. In my panic, I didn't have time to brake, so I ran into my father in front. Dad quickly stopped the car and said to me with a black face: "You should watch the road when riding a bike! This is very dangerous. " I bowed my head and explained, "A dog suddenly appeared on the side of the road just now, and I was shocked before I hit you." Dad said, "The road is so wide, you can't hit me if you hide!" " "I twitched with injustice and explained," I'm too young to be well controlled by adults. You think it's easy, but I think it's difficult. " Say that finish, I angrily turned and went home.
At night, I was lying in bed, still sulking because of what happened during the day. Dad always thinks that I can do a lot of things and never thinks from my point of view. I can't do something as easily as they do. If only I could exchange identities with my father! Thinking about it, I fell asleep unconsciously.
The next morning, I was awakened by the alarm clock, rubbed my sleepy eyes and prepared to turn over, only to find that my body seemed to be less flexible than usual. I opened my eyes in disbelief and found myself lying in my parents' bed. I opened my eyes in horror and held out my hands. "Oh, dear! How did my hands get bigger? What happened to me? " I ran to the mirror in a panic, but I didn't expect the man in the mirror to be my father. I heard something behind me and found that "I" looked at me dumbfounded. It turns out that what I thought before going to bed last night actually came true. After the reaction, I cried happily, "Dad, shall we go out for cycling like this again?" Dad said, "No problem!"
Once again, we rode together and walked on the wide road. I look back at the "self" behind me from time to time. He is trying to catch up with me, too. I deliberately speed up and make my father more embarrassed. Just as we rode to a crossroads, a car suddenly rushed out. I reacted quickly, grabbed the brakes and stopped. As soon as I stopped, I felt a shock. It turned out that "self" bumped into me in a panic. I stared into my eyes and smiled and said, "Dad, you hit me." "ego" said shyly, "it seems that children's constitution is still difficult to do many things. I will definitely consider the problem from your point of view in the future. " Then he said, "but dad is not angry after you educate him." Can you be like me in the future? " Can we understand each other? "I hugged my father happily and said," It's a deal! "
When I woke up the next day, my father and I exchanged bodies again. Since then, we have an agreement. It is when he talks to me that he needs to consider it from the perspective of "children"; And I will accept opinions frankly, and I will speak out if I have different opinions, so I won't sulk again.
This is the story of my father and me. Shh! Don't tell mom, she doesn't know yet!
My father and I have always been very kind to me, even I think he is the best father in the world! But now he has become my biggest enemy. What's going on here? I will tell you about it today.
Once, my father took me and some uncles to Dongshan to play. I'm happy, too, but when I got to the mountain, I saw them take out all kinds of strange "tools" and spread out in groups of two. I thought they were going to play some real-life fighting games again. I was curious. "bang!" "1," hit it! " Dad excitedly ran to the front, and the uncles quickly gathered around.
I'm also curious to follow up and see what's going on. It turned out that a beautiful big bird was shot down by dad's "tool" The long tail and red and green feathers are very beautiful, but it struggled on the ground a few times before moving. Seeing its beautiful wings stop flapping, my heart suddenly hurts! Such a beautiful bird suddenly died. ...
My uncles gave my father a thumbs-up and praised his skills. I was really angry at my father's posturing. I was very angry and shouted at my father, "Dad, don't hurt the birds again. They also have life. " "Son, what do you know? Go back and bake it for you. You will know how delicious it is when you eat it." Dad pushed me away and chased birds again. They kept on performing, caught many kinds of birds with nets, and heard them say that they would barbecue at home. "I swear! From now on, my father and I are enemies! " I said to myself.
The "game" is over, and they are ready to go home with rich "achievements", and the garbage is thrown all over the floor. I quietly picked up the garbage and stuffed it into the trunk of the car for my father. "Hum!" I told my mother about it as soon as I got home, so we had a "mysterious plan!" " "When Dad was away, we released all the birds caught in the mountains. Put the fish they caught back into the river quietly and let them go home freely. This "hatred" is deep between my father and me! This "hostile relationship" is irreconcilable. He is the "worst" father in the world! Later, when my father knew what I had done, he took back his raised hand. " Ha ha ",I dodged a bullet. Dad said that he would never eat "game" again, and promised that my mother and I would never litter again, so as not to make the children sad and destroy the environment. Set a good example for me! And put the guarantee on the wall for me to supervise.
Dad has become my good father again, and we "turn enemies into friends", hehe. ...
The story composition of my father and I 4 The so-called relatives are the people closest to me; Is someone who laughs with you when you are happy and cries with you when you are sad.
Once, I suddenly had a fever. My father touched my forehead with his hand and muttered, "What's the matter? I have a fever again. " Then he limped to get dressed-because dad hurt his foot when he walked carelessly.
Walking on the road, my father carried me on his back and walked step by step, as if every step was heavy. It was very important to leave footprints on the ice. It was winter, the wind was blowing in the sky, and there was thick ice on the ground, which fell three times at a time. Sweat rolled down my father's head. I said, "Dad, let me down. I can go by myself. " The father panted, "You have a fever. Moreover, the ice is too slippery. " Although the voice is small, it is still so powerful.
When I arrived at the clinic, my father began to take care of me. I didn't breathe, and my mother came. I always feel that they are getting older every minute. My situation is getting worse and worse.
After two days, I finally got well. But my mother is ill again, and my father missed the best treatment period, and now he is still limping.
Motherly love is as deep as the sea, and I am a fish in the sea; My father loves me like a mountain, and I am a small tree in the mountain.
I have a lovely father. He has two advantages. The first is that he doesn't drink, and the second is that he doesn't smoke. However, there is an entertaining "drug addiction" that has been threatening my father, and that is playing mahjong.
My father has a characteristic, that is, in the process of playing mahjong, no matter who asks him anything, he will agree. However, if you want him to buy it now, it will never be possible. He will wait until tomorrow, and when he arrives tomorrow, he will wake you up immediately and take you to the place where there are such items by motorcycle. Dad always denies it with an excuse, that is, "I have guests."
Once, my father's friends came again. They went to a restaurant for dinner. I thought I wanted to buy something promising, so I told my father early that I wanted to buy toys and discs. My father readily agreed, and I went to have dinner with my father. Unexpectedly, my father went to play mahjong after dinner. After entering the hotel, my father and his friends scrambled for the mahjong table, so I had to go into the room and watch TV. I ran out to urge my father to go shopping. My father always shakes his head. Finally, my dad was forced to let his friend's driver take me to Century Lianhua to buy it. However, I didn't agree and must take me. Because I have never gone out to play with others since I was born, I am afraid to go out with strangers, so I can only angrily walk into the room and watch TV. 1 1 o'clock, my father finally agreed to end it and took me home. As soon as I got up, my father secretly took me to Century Lianhua on a motorcycle to buy discs and toys, which have not been discovered by my mother until now.
Stealing is not a good thing, but I still like sneaking around with my father.
After dinner last Saturday night, my father and I went out for a walk.
Walking, my father asked me, "As a primary school student, what kind of learning attitude should I have?" ? What kind of study habits? Then talk about your confidence and goals. "
After thinking about it, I would say that the correct learning attitude should be open-minded. Seriously. Concentrate. Careful and solid. Study hard and don't be sloppy. "Dad said," that's right! Also added:' positive. Work hard. Perseverance. Good at thinking. Not afraid of difficulties. Then I said, "A good study habit should be to preview, ask questions if you don't understand, carefully finish the homework assigned by the teacher, review frequently and learn new things;" "Read more meaningful books and expand your knowledge." Dad nodded with a smile. "I'll add to you: don't write or read." It means to form a good habit of writing frequently and remembering more. A good memory is not as good as a bad writing! "When talking about the confidence and goal of study, I said," I am full of confidence in my study first. I believe that through my own efforts, I will be able to get straight A's in all subjects, develop morally, intellectually and physically in an all-round way, and be a veritable "three good" student. "Dad smiled with satisfaction after listening to my words. My father told me: "Your attitude, habits, confidence and goals about learning are very good. "... but the key is to put it into practice. I think you should continue to work hard if you are living well now. "
Through this conversation with my father, I further realized my own shortcomings and made clear the direction of my future efforts.
I don't know how long the alarm clock has been ringing around me, and it makes me upset like a swarm of bees. Touch it with your eyes closed and tuck it into the warm bed. Hey hey, let you disturb my sleep! You know what I can do! I turned over and went back to sleep. After a while, my father came in. I was shocked to find that I hadn't got up yet.
"Why don't you get up? Look at the time! Get up right away! " I took out the alarm clock from the bed and opened my eyes a little. Oh, my God, what did I see! I see it is slowly pointing to 8 o'clock! I was so scared that I suddenly sat up. According to the usual time, the early self-study is over! I combed my hair with a comb, grabbed my school uniform and rushed to school at a speed of 100 meters.
The classroom is not as usual. It's unusually quiet today. I was just about to sneak into my seat. "Stop!" Unfortunately, I heard the voice of the head teacher again. I can even imagine a flame burning on her head. "Call my parents to school at night!"
Finally, when Dad came back from school, he spoke before I could speak. "Say, it's too late. It's time to do something, I'm so used to you! " I seem to see his hair stand on end.
"So, you hand in all your lucky money first! Confiscate it all! Look at your performance and give it back to you. " My mother said with a black line on her face, "We have expanded the vault again. Give it to me! " Seeing my father beside me, I cried without tears. I laughed to myself.
"That's right, you don't like math. Next time you are late, you will be punished for writing math problems! Go to sleep after writing! " Dad's method really worked. Since then, I have been standing at the school gate waiting for the doorman to open the school gate.
When I was a child, I was a man who knew nothing. I lived like a little princess, but since then, I have been able to take care of myself.
I remember that Saturday, my parents went to Shenyang to visit my grandmother who was ill in hospital and left me at home as a person with no life experience. Suddenly I feel that life has lost its sunshine. Helpless, I can only dress myself, and I can't fold the quilt, so I fold the quilt in half and then fold it in half. I'm already sweating after doing so much. The quilt is so heavy that I have to drag it with great strength. Then I went to fetch water and boil it. While waiting for the water to fill up, I came to the living room and watched my favorite TV series. When I was reluctant to leave the sofa, I plopped down on the ground. It turned out that I forgot to turn off the tap and the water spilled all over the floor. I had to take a mop to "fight floods and provide disaster relief". I finally cleaned up the water on the ground, and I found my "Brother Yixiuge" very dirty. I took off Brother Yixiuge and threw it into the washing machine. When I started the washing machine, I remembered that there was still half a packet of crispy noodles in my clothes. I fished it out, and it has become "big bread". The cigarettes in dad's pants have also become "hookahs". Mom's money has also become a "water ticket". I suddenly remembered that the mop was still wet, so I immediately dragged it to the balcony to dry. When my hand shakes, the mop becomes a "blockbuster". It hit Aunt Li who was walking her dog downstairs. She jumped up and down angrily downstairs because my mop stained her white skirt. I hid in the bedroom in fear. ......
After mom and dad came back, I quickly took out the apple and apologized. Since then, I have been able to look after myself. These are my father's influences on me.
Father's love is like a mountain, which gives us solid support. Father's love is like a bridge, which builds a solid bridge for us. Father's love is like a lamp, which illuminates the right direction for us when we are confused!
Once, I was playing the horizontal bar, which was a little high. I let go in fear and jumped down at once. My father, who was standing by, was afraid that I would fall, and hurried to help me. As a result, I just knocked out his glasses with a wave of my arm, and the lens cut his eyes. My father's right face was covered with blood, and my mother was frightened. I quickly sent my father to the hospital to clean the wound and see if he hurt his eyes.
How tolerant my father is, and this deep fatherly love accompanied me to grow up.
My father and I were leaving school that day when it suddenly began to rain. Because I didn't bring rain gear, my father took off his coat and put it on me, and took me to meet the wind and rain by bike. Nest behind my father, watching my father's clothes get wet by the rain, while I am safe behind, a warm current comes to my heart, and I am moved by this great fatherly love.
"Dad, I love you!"
My story composition with my father 10 uses one word to describe my father's appearance, and that is rough. Look, his eyes are big, his hair is sparse and almost bald, and many of them are white. I always feel that my father's hair has grown in the wrong place, and it has grown on his beard. Dad is very big, about 1.7 meters tall and chubby.
Dad is not handsome, but he is the "happy fruit" of our family and our "noise machine". Sometimes he makes us laugh, and sometimes he keeps us awake.
I remember that time, on a sunny morning, when we were sleeping soundly, my father, the "noise machine", plugged in the power and started working. First he snored quietly, and then he began to snore like a landslide, which scared me out of bed. I went to get even with the dinosaur angrily. I blocked his mouth first, but he turned around and snored even louder. I quickly covered my ears and thought: Either soft or hard. So I put his "invincible smelly socks" on his nose, and my father blew his nose and got up quickly. I complained, "Dad, can't you keep your snoring down!" " "I can't hear you! "After that, dad fell asleep again. I was so angry that I smoked, so I found a paper cup and put it in my father's mouth. Father pulled it out and the family finally calmed down.
Another time, dad made us laugh. When he came home from work at night, his father immediately switched from "working mode" to "relaxing mode". He took off his coat and turned himself into a man in autumn clothes. I glanced at him and looked at him carefully. I found a hole in my father's autumn trousers. My brother and I both laughed: "Your underwear is out! Still red! Laugh me to death! " Dad laughed and cried and hurried back to the bedroom. We laughed even louder.
This is the "pistachio" in our family-Dad, the laughter he brought us drowned out the "noise" he made. There are always all kinds of stories when we are together. Do you like him?