Selected essays on my father in 2020
My father is medium to short in height, slightly fat, and has two big eyes. Despite his humble appearance, he is a father that I admire. Today I have compiled an essay about my father for everyone’s reference and study. Let’s take a look.
My father: Chapter 1
My father is a Feng Shui master. In my life, I am still a child who has no worries about food and clothing. My father is also quite famous in the local area. But I'm also very troubled. Dad, it's dad, I'm me, but why do people always compare me with him? I don't like dad's job, because dad is always away from home and has no time to accompany me. .
In the blink of an eye, I am 16 years old, and my father always forces me to do these things. I was so fed up. I kept saying things I didn't mean, so I forced myself to learn from him, because I felt that learning Feng Shui was disgraceful. My father asked me to memorize a book called "Eye into the Earth" for half a month. It took time to memorize it, and I wanted to say, Dad, do you know what my son wants to do? Do you know what my son’s interests are? You don’t understand me at all! When I saw the sweat on my dad’s face, I put my I swallowed hard. After more than ten years, I am living a good life. These are all given to me by my strict father. If he had not been so strict to me, I would not be so happy today. Thank you! I have a strict father. My father! Although my father is so strict, his love for me exists!
Poor parents in the world! Children, no matter your parents, how will they treat you in the future? Remember that in fact they I love you.
This is my father, he is not good at expressing himself.
My Father: Chapter 2
People often say that a father’s love is like a mountain, but in my opinion, my father’s love for me is not completely as severe as a mountain, but sometimes like water. So gentle.
My father is a man of culture and high moral character. Although he is not as rich as other parents, his contribution to me is definitely no worse than other children, or even better than them.
Whenever I talk about my father, I can’t help crying. He is usually very busy at work, but no matter what, he insists on asking me about my studies and life every day. As long as I have problems in my studies, he will take time out of his busy schedule to tutor me. From school to now, he has never been absent from every parent-teacher meeting. He once said: "No matter how busy I am, my children are always the first thing I consider."
Every weekend, I go to where my father works. Sometimes, when I went there, I saw him working and couldn't bear to disturb him, so I just watched from the side. Seeing my father getting older, with a trace of gray hair on his temples, I couldn't help crying again. Seeing that body getting smaller and smaller day by day, my heart was in great pain. I remembered how my father endured it back then.
And my love for my father is more important than my love for my mother. My father has been an indispensable part of my life since I was sensible. He is my good teacher in study, and he is my good friend in life. If I did something wrong, his first reaction was not to hit or scold me, but to teach me calmly. No matter what I did wrong, he would educate me after discovering the problem himself. He pays great attention to everything about me, so he is very strict with me. But I don't hate him, because my father cares about me and is afraid that I will go astray.
I am proud of my father. He pays great attention to image in his life. So his clothes are very neat. He once said: "A person's image represents a person's quality."
More than ten years have passed, and my love for my father has deepened. I also know very well that no one in my life can replace his position in my life.
Father, don’t worry, I will definitely live up to your high expectations. When I grow up, I still clearly remember the way home.
My Father: Chapter 3
In my impression, my father is strong, kind, simple, frugal, and filial. In short, I feel that he has all the words to describe my father’s advantages. , he usually doesn’t talk much, but when he talks he speaks endlessly, like a speaker. I like listening to him and chatting with him. Even if we are silent together, I feel very comfortable.
He loves our family very much. He loves everyone in our family more than himself. He always leaves us all the delicious and useful things. He is never willing to eat or use them. He hopes that we Living a better life, he encouraged my brother and I to study hard. He and my mother supported the burden of our family. Although our family was not rich since childhood, he never let me and my brother pay tuition fees. The school was closed because of money problems. Suffer a little grievance. I am proud to have such a father and mother. From them I see the brilliance of humanity. Growing up in this loving family has taught me to be grateful since I was a child and to face the setbacks of life with strength and optimism.
My father is not tall, about 1.6 meters tall, neither fat nor thin, but I think he is very safe. When I was a child, I often heard my father tell stories about his childhood. He said that in that era The family is very poor, and sometimes they don’t even have enough to eat. When they were very young, they knew how to share the worries of their parents, endure hardships and stand hard work, and are obedient and sensible. They hope that they will grow up soon and help support the family. From his eyes, I can see the strength. Brave, my father went out to work to make money when he was a teenager. He did the hardest work, a physical job that involved getting up early and working late every day. Thinking about it makes me feel sorry for my father. As I grow older, I also grow older, and My father and mother are getting older day by day. Sometimes I wish that time could slow down a little. When I grow up and make money, I will protect them just like they protected me when I was a child. I love my family very much and my beloved father. , I hope you can take care of yourself and take yourself seriously. We are all growing up. I wish you good health and all the best.
My father: Chapter 4
Silent, not good at words, unable to express his love, this is my father. The mountain is so tall, steady and deep, and I have my own father's love, a mountain-like father's love. He put all his love on me. When I came to this colorful world, I was full of curiosity about everything around me. And he is the street lamp that leads me to solve the mystery in my heart.
My father is a migrant worker. Although I am his daughter, he has raised me as a boy since I was a child. In my impression, as soon as he came back, he taught me not poetry and songs, but basketball and badminton. He taught me that I am good at table tennis now. He taught me so much and taught me so many ways to be strong that I am now a person who doesn’t speak my mind very well. Being strong is all I know. At the same time, he is also a very strong person in my heart. All the burdens of the family were on him. When had he ever breathed a sigh of relief? When had the big stone in his heart been removed? But he always looked indifferent in front of his family.
He is not too harsh on me. He has always brought me happiness. He has been guiding me to a correct and happy path. He does not want me to be under too much pressure, so , and he didn’t put pressure on me in my studies. And I have always accepted his kindness to me, but I have never thought of repaying him. Until that time, I learned that the father of the boy in our class had a heart attack outside at night and died like this, leaving him forever separated. But not long ago, I saw his father holding an umbrella for him when it rained. Whenever I think about this, I can't help but re-examine my father. He treats me, and I treat him. He is so kind to me, why do I just accept it without repaying it again and again? Do I want to waste his kindness to me like this? No, I don’t want to, but it’s not up to me, because I He is a person who, like him, cannot express love and is not very good at words. So I always think about using something else to repay his love for me. I really want to cherish this kind of fatherly love.
A father’s love is like a mountain, calm, tolerant, and unspoken love...
My father: Chapter 5
What does your father look like in your heart? Humorous, optimistic, and selfless. My father is not like this. He is a taciturn man who loves me like a treasure. He never provides the best care for his children like others, but lets us go through the ups and downs on our own.
He always said: After going through wind and rain, the rainbow becomes more beautiful. Don’t complain about the suffering you are suffering now. You will have a more perfect platform in the future. I always keep my father’s motto in mind, which also makes me There are fewer detours on the road to growth. A father is a person who only acts but does not talk. He uses his own actions to educate his children, so that we can be inspired subtly and naturally follow his father's wishes without deliberately preaching or nagging. This kind of education method It is the most precious gift he left to me in this life. His father's love is the most precious collection in my life. Dad, thank you for your love, thank you for your silent but meticulous care.
Father, I look at the white hair growing on your head day by day. I can’t express the bitterness in my heart. You never tell me how much you have paid for this for me. When you are hurt, when you are lost, , I have never given you a word of comfort, because you are always so strong, and you always look serious in front of me, so that now I suddenly realize that you are not a steel warrior, you are just an iron-blooded and tender father. , I still remember the snowman you built in front of the door when I was a child. At that time, I was ignorant and insisted on asking you to play with me when I was busy. You put down the work at hand and spent nearly two hours to complete the masterpiece. You smiled like Big boy. But I don’t know when, your waist became rickety, and the white hair on your head became one piece. Father, I have grown up, please let me smooth the wrinkles on your face, pick up a heart that you have broken, and let me use my best to exchange for your worry-free rest of life. I love you, father, and I hope it’s not too late for me to understand you now.