I have a good father's composition in senior one.

Father is a man of few words When he was with his mother, he heard her talking all the time. My father just keeps smoking and answers once in a while, and most of them are just a sentence or two. The following is an article I carefully arranged for you about my having a good father. I hope it will help you.

I have a good father.

I remember a song I loved to sing when I was a child, Good Dad and Bad Dad, which was innocently sung in my heart. I grew up and got to know my father's image again. I am proud of having a good father!

My father is a man with a distinct personality. Sometimes if I make a mistake, my father will be very strict until I understand a truth and treat the philosophy of life correctly. But usually my father is always very kind and kind, and plays with me. Are you saying I don't like it?

My father is a nosy person? Sister Wu? Where there is an event, there is his figure. He helps the weak and helps the strong to maintain justice. I appreciate my father's sense of justice. As a lawyer, he always helps people with lawsuits conscientiously. He has to read the complaint again and again for fear of making a punctuation mistake. Homework is the same, even if punctuation is wrong, you should say it n times. My father is a lawyer and has a good professional ethics. Unlike other lawyers, he doesn't want to take more cases. Dad always said: it is better to have fewer cases, so that there will be no disputes and social order will be fine! ?

My dad is still the standard new good man. He often buys food, washes dishes and does housework, and takes good care of our family. In other words, dad is an admirable lawyer outside, but he is ours at home? Nanny? . He also loves studying and writing. He has set up his own legal website to answer people's legal questions for free. Everyone he helped was grateful to him.

He is not only my good father, but also my old friend. He raised me and worked hard. Do you think there is any reason why I should not study hard?

I have a good father.

I don't remember what my father looked like when I was an urchin. When his image entered my heart deeply, he was no longer so young and full of vitality. When I count the wrinkles on my father's forehead, when I count the lines on my father's hands that have become rough due to hard work, my heart is tightly tied together, and I can't express my feelings at this moment.

I am a boarder and come to school by bus at 6: 30 every Monday morning, which is also the saddest moment for my father. In the morning, my father got up early to prepare breakfast for me, packed my things, and didn't forget to bring my father's dried vegetables. And every time, because of my lazy bed, I left the rich breakfast, forgot the bag of love, and left my father alone under the dim and heartless lamp, in the deep alley, leaving him alone?

Every Friday at five o'clock in the afternoon, my father will wait for me to come back under that dim light. Prepare a table for me to supplement nutrition, but I always remember my favorite TV series. I didn't find that my father was old, his temples were gray, and his back was gradually hunched. I can't ride a Trojan horse on my shoulders like I did when I was a child.

When I come back every week, the room is always clean, the books lie quietly on the desk, the quilts are neatly folded, and even the mosquitoes are eliminated by my father? I've never found these. I couldn't stop crying when I knew what my father had done for me.

My father has always been very kind to me, and only when I do something wrong will I be severe. My father never hits me. He always lets me know what to do and what not to do in his own way. My father is always in a hurry when I get sick with a cold. He took me to the doctor and ran up and down for me, but his body was not as strong as before. When I wake up in the middle of the night, I will hear my father cough, which is getting worse and worse. When watching TV, I will see my father beating his waist, legs and feet. Father is really old. As for me, I didn't do anything for him, and I didn't even beat his back. I'm ashamed.

My father always pays for me silently, expecting nothing in return. I want to sing a song. Father? Thanks to my father. ? Always asking you for it but not saying thank you? Time is slow, don't let you get old? Thank you for everything? Always try to give me the best? The child you care about has grown up. Thank you for accompanying me all the way. ?

I have a good father.

Father is a man of few words When he was with his mother, he heard her talking all the time. My father just keeps smoking and answers once in a while, and most of them are just a sentence or two. When the guests came home, their father accompanied them to dinner, neither letting wine nor persuading them to eat. It is impolite to eat only your own food. It's the same for us children. He seldom asks about our study. He thinks that learning is our own business. Ask him if you have any questions. He also said that you should ask the teacher.

My father is a farmer, but in my eyes, many places are not like real farmers. My father finished primary school and dropped out of school because of poverty in the second grade of junior high school. Then he and several companions ran to Baotou without telling their grandparents, where they went to a technical secondary school for two years. Later, due to natural disasters in the 1960s, the school was dissolved, and my father returned to his hometown to continue to be his farmer. My father wrote a very good hand of calligraphy. Whoever has a wedding or funeral in the village always respectfully asks his father to be a cashier and write something down. Spring Festival is a busy season for my father. The villagers sent red paper to my house early and asked my father to write Spring Festival couplets. Often, before the Spring Festival, my family has long been filled with festive atmosphere. When I was a child, my father asked me to learn to write letters to my uncle in Shandong. What format, how to call it and how to sign it are all taught by my father. Although I like his handwriting, I haven't practiced it for a long time, and it hasn't been shapeless until now. Go home and drink with dad until I am happy. My father always pointed at me and said, as far as you are concerned, you are still a Chinese department or a teacher. The writing style is not as good as that of a farmer like me. ? I can only smile and nod.

Father is a man who loves books. Every time he goes out, he always puts a book in his bag. There is really nothing to read, so I have to bring some newspapers. Remember the books that my father bought himself, including the three-volume Water Margin published by 1975, the first and second volumes, The History of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, Strange Tales from a Lonely Studio and Feng Menglong's? Three words? . During the slack season, other men play cards or gamble, and my father reads on the kang. On rainy and snowy days, I read books all day. In the past two years, my father was dazzled, so he bought a pair of reading glasses himself and didn't forget to study. I sometimes look carefully, and the old man really looks like a literati. When I went home this summer vacation, I rummaged through the bookcases and found a set of "Wonders of Ancient and Modern Times" by the old man in Ming Dynasty, which was engraved in Daoguang period of Qing Dynasty. Unfortunately, one roll is missing. I said to him, give me this book. Father said yes, but I can't see at all. My father often says to me with emotion:? At that time, all the books left by your grandfather when he was a private school teacher were burned by me when I was cooking, for fear of getting into trouble. If you don't stay, it's valuable now. ? So I am also very emotional. Fortunately, our generation will not catch up again? Burning books? The era of.

Of the three children in my family, my father loves me the most. He said I could sit still and behave myself. I ran in the street all day in winter, sweating all over, and my cotton trousers were wet with heat. Before getting up in the morning, my father always lights the stove early, then turns my cotton trousers over by hand and bakes them near the stove bit by bit, shaking them slowly while baking. Soon, I saw plumes of hot air coming out of my cotton trousers. After baking, dad will rub cotton trousers with his two pairs of big hands to make them soft. When I put it on again, I felt very warm. My father is a restless man. He often polishes my shoes, and he polishes them carefully every time. Every day, my father takes out the bike I rode at school, and when I go home at night, my father takes care of it for me every time. His job is to clean the car and cheer up. In his eyes, I always seem to be a child. All the books I read at school were covered by my father himself and written with a brush. I have been a teacher for so many years, and my high school textbooks are still well preserved. Sometimes I see him say that this book is useless. Please sell it. Father always said:? Put it away, put it away, and you won't hate books when you use it. ? I went to college in Nanjing for four years. Every time my father writes to me, the letter always ends with, don't worry about money, eat well and take care of your health. He seldom tells me to study hard, but after reading my father's letter, I naturally know how to study.

Now, I have been a father for more than ten years. When the child was young, he refused to take medicine because of illness. He often beats children, but he is older, and I often beat him because he doesn't like going to kindergarten. Until now, I haven't studied hard and failed in the exam. I scolded my children, too. Think about my father's attitude towards me, and then think about my attitude towards my children. I'm really ashamed. My dad and I meet several times a year, and he gets old as soon as we meet. Isn't it? I am in my forties. Can a father not be old?