Peoplealways say that father’s love is so quiet but grand that it seems like amountain. They always bury their love to children deep in the bottom of their heartsand never show it. Father seldom says I love you to their children or doessomething show it. Mother often tells us to eat more and put on more clothes,but father doesn’t.
Father seldom asksyour life in school or your relationship with your friends. When you are introuble and ask suggestions from him, he would not tell you what you should dobut help you to find solutions instead. However, father still plays the mostimportant role in your life. He is always the supporter of your life. Wheneveryou need, he is always by your side. This is the way he shows his love.
There is a lot of love in the world. My father's love for me is something I will never forget. My father is a very loving person.
I remember one summer evening, I was doing my homework, and suddenly there was a power failure. Writing homework by candlelight, sweat drips down my head, which is too hot to bear. Dad looked in his eyes and quickly found a fan. He used his rough hands to help me with the fan. The breeze blew all over my body, making me feel refreshed.
Although my father's hand is black and thick, but it gives me a lot of warm, also full of father's love. Dad, I really want to say to you, "Dad, I love you.".
Today is father's day, just in time for school holidays, so I went home early in the morning. Yesterday I was thinking of buying a gift for my father. What should I buy? Thinking about it, he decided to buy two bottles of wine. My father likes to drink two cups, and I buy health medicine, good health, and good, but good.
When I got home, I saw my father sitting on the back seat beside the door reading the newspaper and wearing an old mirror. When my young father unexpectedly also want to wear presbyopic glasses, that had always takes pride in his eyes father, now didn't wear presbyopic, may need to use a magnifying glass to see the words in the newspaper. In the past few years, my father has really aged a lot.
It takes two weeks for the school to take a vacation, and sometimes it's time to study, hold a meeting or watch, or even go home for a month. But as soon as I get home, there will be a lot of laughter. They listened to me talk about the school, and listened to my class, the dinner table, the atmosphere was much more lively. When he saw me coming home, my father got up to help me with the iron gate, but I was faster. I opened the door and went straight in. "Today is father's day. Two bottles of wine."
See me give the wine, father is happy. But mom was pulling her face away, and she didn't stop nagging my dad about drinking. I joked with my mother, "are you jealous because I didn't give you a gift on mother's day? I'm calling to go home, but you have gone to putuo mountain. I'm sorry. Today dad is the biggest, must accompany father to drink two cups." Mother repeatedly said that need not use, laugh. My daughter is a sweet little cotton-padded jacket. Who says no? Because the daughter is more careful, more timid, my careless brother forgot. I called him last night and he said it was bad. Later he said he was going to cook some dishes for his father. He was better than me, and his meals were made by our brother and sister alone at home.
The younger brother brought up the hot meal. It smells good. With a strong bouquet of wine, we raise a glass to wish dad a happy holiday. Then at the dinner table, my father and my brother talked about last night's game. My mother and I were talking about the school, the school, the home, the family...
I looked up at my father, and I found that I did not dare to look too closely, for fear of seeing more white hair. I know the father who is not good at expression, only know the happy father on the face, the heart must want to shed tears.
And at this moment, my tears are not obedient.
Father was my first teacher and is my dear friend. When I was a little girl, I used to sit on my fathers knees, listening to his stories. The story"Two friends and a Bear"told me"a friend in need is a friend indeed."I will never forget the story"Madame Curie"which tells me a truth"where there is a will,there is a way."Fathers stories enriched my life and did a lot of good to my growth.
When I was seven years old,I started primary school.I was young,so my father picked me up from school every day.On the way,I told father everything that happened at school.Father listened carefully and always smiled happily. Sometimes I sang a beautiful song. My sweet and lovely voice gave my father the greatest pride.My father is always proud of me. He hopes I will make great progress in my study. Now I have made up my mind to study harder and harder.
Im sure my fathers love will lead me to my success and I will love him forever!
Father's day is coming soon, I want to say to you in advance: "father, happy father's day!" My dad loved me so much that I went to work every day, no matter how late I went home. I was already asleep, and he was going to see me.
I remember once my father took me to play in the park, there are a lot of parents with children playing, dad told me to sit bumper car, I drive a, dad drive a collision back and forth, present the field feel particularly exciting, very funny, of my eyes mi became a line. The father then took me to sit ferris wheel, frighten me is so high I did not dare to sit, then dad gave me courage, is my umbrella, hence with dad on the ferris wheel, this day I am the most happy.
When I was disobedient, my father patiently explained to me the education, and finally made me not only aware of my mistakes, but also made me happy to admit that it would never happen again. Dad, I really like to be with you, you can give me the courage and courage of a man, teach me to be a decent man.