My father is an ordinary people. He is a driver. He doesn’t receive too much education. But he is kind-hearted. He always ask me to be down-to-earth and keep an optimistic mind. Everyone likes him because of his good personality.
He is always ready to help others if he can. Sometimes when he drives the old, he will not take monet frome them. He is so great. He has set a very good example for me. He is my idol. I will love him forever.
The day after tomorrow, that is, June 19. Is fathers day! You ready to give dad what gift? As I give you advice?
Most of his father likes to stay up late at night watching the game, if you also like me, is a small fan, then follow your father the old fans watching a wonderful game!
If your dad doesnt like football, and the day is not at home, that you will take advantage of this opportunity, your dads shoes, socks, clothes... Take out all washing!
But if you do the coolie live, will help your dad to quit smoking! Not a lifetime all dont let father smoking, but in this days, dont let father smoking again, and said to him: today is fathers day, you cant smoke, smoking is harmful to health!
My father is a great person. He is a hero in my heart. He is tall but not strong. He is a driver. He often talks a litte and seems that he is serious. Actually, sometimes he is real serious. In my memory, he never hits me except once.
It is because I ignored their forbidding to go swimming in the river alone. I was so sad as my father hit me. But now I understand that it is because he worry about me. Moreover, although our family is not weathy, he will give all the things that I want to me. And he works hard to support our family. I know that he loves us and we also love him.
Students, although the holiday is established by foreigners first, but it expressed the people all over the world for his fathers respect and love their elders, therefore, we should also remember this festival. This beautiful holiday has already been in the past, however, respect for elders and love is never in the past. The classmates, mom and dad gave us life, they raising we grow up with both hands, with their hands always in our ears... Mom and dad loved us, we should also like birds and leaves as well, with the same love in return them? If you like, let us use the spirit of love life, love of learning to evict them, bring them happiness and joy!
Finally, I hope we can in the later study and life remember parents gratefulness, using a grateful attitude towards parents have done for us. When parents birthday on fathers day, the mothers day comes, dont forget to send a blessing for them, a greeting.
I think my father is a kind man, he love help people, and always forget to do something for himself. He has a good sence of humor, yes, I like that. That always make us happy.
I think he is a friend of mine. Because he always talk with me. I often feel I am not his daughter but his friend.
I think that my father is a good father and also a good worker. He works very hard. So he cant play with me or my mum for long time. He think work will make him happy because work has many funny. So he always teaches me: dont think work is a hard thing.
My father has many hobby. For example, he like reading, and he also like play computer game. He use his hobby to realx. He can feel very happy if he work, and also play.
He is a good man, isnt he?
A father like a cup of coffee, if you dont linger on, cant find the sugar, and bitter away. A father in the eyes, the gentle and strong father in busy and vigorous figure, it is the love, responsibility, love of wisdom.
Remember the last time: Im in the pavilion in the park, because of too excited, one not careful, fell and hurt my foot. At home, I saw dad, tears just kept falling. Dad saw and asked with concern: whats up? Whats wrong with? I cried, pointing to the foot, father for iodine and cotton swabs, side to help me sTOP bleeding disinfection, side to comfort me: be strong! Not tears wont pain! Then, my father gave me a story about hua mu LAN army. Heard daddy such comfort me, encouraged me, tears from the eyes down again. This is not the pain of the tears, but was moved to tears!