父亲是我的榜样英语作文合集20篇

my dearest daddy,

I am writing to you for help which I have come to a desperate need. You know I always want to be healthy and in geat shape, so I can pay more attention to teacher’s instruction. Yesterday, I went to library and read some books about jogging. I think I need a good jogging shoes for my exercise. I believe a strong body can enhance my study as described by our textbook.

I have found a cheap price of a pair of jogging shoes which cost only $500 nearby school. Daddy, you will help me buy this pair, won ’t you? The on sale may not last for long. Please send money as soon as possible, so I can start my jogging right away. I know you will fulfill my dream and expect my endeavor. I promise I will do my best on my study and exercise. Thank you for your consideration. Take care and wish you happiness.

Yours beloved son.

Fathers Day

Yesterday was Fathers Day. I had planned to give my father a present. But I didnt remember it until in the morning.It was too late to post a card to him. So I decided to buy something. When I was in the department store. I found it was not easy for me to choose something right for him. Suddenly I

got an idea. I ran home and opened my computer. I made a beautiful card and mailed him through the Internet. then I began to make supper. When father came home, he was very glad to find a big meal on the table. then I asked him to check his e-mail. He was amazed to find a beautiful card in his e-mail-box.

What a wonderful surprise!

70-year-old father was in town to live after I received one to dusk, he always liked the balcony, looking at the misty sky in a daze.

One day, my father asked me: "Son, this city people, do not have firewood to cook it how there is so much smoke.?" My father always get lost in the city, he said: "Son, village crossed a ridge on the home, home town road too many. "

Came to town, my father always felt weak legs, not as brisk pace in the country field. Dinner, my father always Qieqie look, just kept Grilled rice, rarely bite, not soup.

Middle of the night, I got up to go the bathroom, there is a shadow on the living room couch to see. I turned on the light, and asked: "? Dad, you do Why do not sleep."

"Take a ride with me okay? Son, I always feel that I am a person Chixian Fan." Father deflated lips, eyelids droop, like a child full of grievances.

"Dad, how do you say you are, you kept me for my college life so much pain to eat, enjoy life now that you go to sleep, tomorrow morning, I had a meeting to be open."

Father hurriedly got up and said:. "Well, well, Ill go to bed."

The next morning, my father quietly got up to go out. Later, I was making breakfast for her son. He came back. My father said: "I think people in town all morning workout, I walk out, exercise, exercise." Since then every day.

One weekend a month later, his father suddenly go to the market, buy a black hen, he gasped excitedly said: "This is the authentic chicken countryside, killed after you taste the stew soup . "

That night, a man sipping fragrant soil chicken soup, my wife and I have Zaza Zui that does not taste the same. This time my son asked: "Grandpa, where only chicken that way?" Father startled by startled, said to me: "? You let me go home, give you specialized feeding chicken okay," I patted his fathers shoulder, smiled and said: "Now we keep you very much, want you to go back and raise chickens doing ah."

When watching TV, I quietly asked his father: "? Money wheres your chicken," his father said:. "Im kind of in the countryside pipe down for so many years, how many have little savings."

Since then, every ten days and a half, my father always buy a chicken, a duck stuff like that. Watching us eat tasty look, he grinned at the side. On the table, he is no longer buried dinner. After consultation with my wife said it would follow the father, lest his heart, let him feel Chixian Fan.

One night I came home late, in an unused garage downstairs and saw a shadow in the rock. I walked over and opened the phone screen by light, a look, a father, I saw the garage heap there are a lot of plastic bags, water bottles, waste paper stuff like that.

Father saw me, Dayton was embarrassed, he arrayed his hands, motioning me not to say anything.

Father pulled me into a tree, said:. "I put the garbage to retrieve, to sell the waste station, could always sell some money thing."

My nose acid, said: "Dad, you do this, how long?" Father Hehedixiao said, from the morning to go "exercise" the day began. My father said: "do this, do not hard to grow crops in the country, while in rural Reaper, I do not often go to the wheat fields also pick up some wheat it."

Father whisper begged me not to let daughter know this, should I keep his secret.

I promised my father. Helped his father upstairs, I could not help but suddenly, grabbed a small, emaciated father, tears dripping on his shoulders gradually collapse. It is the city after his father, the first time I come to embrace this old town scavengers.

有些故事，很平淡却很温情，下面小编给大家分享英语作文：父亲需要免费的午餐，欢迎阅读!

After John away customers, drove hastily left the company, go to the careful management of his nine free lunch shop. Nine years, every noon, he would lay down heavy corporate affairs, personally for customer service. According to a Los Angeles media reports, John among these nine free lunch for others, spending about $ 8.0 million. This has been called the business elite men Why the move?

Johns father was a humble citizen, his life did not give John brings flaunt wealth and capital, however, John was due to excel in the business of deep love, the father of John honesty and kindness affect growth . Nine years ago, my father suffered from Alzheimers disease. Because a nanny negligence, the father of a person to go out without return. John mind clear what the outcome, either the father suffered a mishap, or is really lost. John loved his father would rather believe the truth will be the latter.

In this way, Johns father lost the fifteenth day, on a busy street in Los Angeles bought the shop, opened this free lunch shop. John believes that his father lost since it is, it will certainly encounter livelihood, he convinced his fathers footsteps wandering through here sooner or later, you will find here a free lunch. So John Every noon, must personally come to customer service.

Finally one day, a ragged old man with dementia came here, he is the father of John disappeared for three months!

Father of "recovered" and did not allow John to produce close idea of free lunch shop, on the contrary, he increased the generation of free services to find missing loved ones. Nine years, there have been more than a dozen of the lost loved ones in the store free lunch reunion. John said, a successful businessman if you can not guard their loved ones, then he shall die by the worlds out and ridiculed ......

约翰送走客户后，便匆匆驱车离开公司，去到那个他精心经营了九年的免费午餐店。九年间，每逢中午时分，他都会放下繁重的公司事务，亲自为顾客服务。据洛杉矶一家媒体报道，约翰这九年间免费为他人供应午餐，大约花销了800多万美元。这个被人们称作商界精英的男人为什么会有此举?

约翰的父亲是一个老实巴交的市民，他的一生并没有给约翰带来值得炫耀的财富和资本，然而，约翰在商界的出类拔萃却缘于深沉的父爱，父亲的诚实和善良影响着约翰的成长。九年前，父亲患上了老年痴呆症。因为保姆的一次疏忽，父亲一个人外出而未归。约翰心里清楚事情的结局，父亲要么遭遇了不测，要么是真的走失了。深爱着父亲的约翰宁愿相信事情的真相会是后者。

就这样，约翰在父亲走失的第十五天，在洛杉矶的一条繁华大街上买下了这个店铺，开张了这个免费午餐店。约翰认为，父亲既然是走失，就肯定会遇到生计问题，他深信，父亲流浪的脚步迟早会经过这里，会发现这里的免费午餐。所以约翰每逢中午，必定亲自前来为顾客服务。

终于有一天，一个衣衫褴褛的痴呆老者来到这里，他正是约翰失踪了三个月的父亲!

父亲的“失而复得”，并没有让约翰产生关闭免费午餐店的念头，反之，他又增加了代人寻找失踪亲人的免费业务。九年间，先后有十多对走失的亲人在免费午餐店里重逢。约翰说，一个成功的商人如果不能守护自己的亲人，那么他必遭世人的淘汰和耻笑……

Dear dad,

It’s so late,almost 11:00 at night.Have you entered into the sweet dream yet?I haven’t seen you for a long time.I miss you so much.Can you hear my sincere words?Maybe you’ll never know I miss you so much!

Do you still remember the happy days when we were all together?During those days we were full of sunshine.You and mum often took brother and me to the park.We always saw the ice-cream tear.Sometimes,you stayed at home and cooked some delicious food for us.We often waited for you and played with you.You could lift me very high.We always had a good time.You also concerned about my lesson.But you have never chastised me and lectured me.You were full of thoughts for me.What’s more,you were my best father in my heart.You were the envy of my friends.I was happy for a long time.But now,all things have changed.You can’t take care of me.You aren’t at home all day.Sometimes,I go to bed late,but I still can’t see you.Are you busy?No!you often play cards with your work friends in the factory.So you can’t go back home early.I’m angry to hear that!Do you know?If you don’t come back,we’ll worry about you.I often see you and mum should divorce in my dream.I’m very scared,because I want to have a happy family.I can’t control my tears and often suffer from insomnia the whole night.

Dad,I want to see you and talk with you.But I have no courage to tell you.But I hope you can care our family.Dad!Could you hear my voice?

Hope you keep healthy and best wishes.

Myfather is a common worker. He works in a very far place. I only stay with himabout two months a year. He often has a winter holiday for two or three months,because the place he works is very cold. People can not work in such coldweather. Therefore, winter is the season I like most. I like father staying athome. At weekends, he often takes me out, go to the zoo or fairground. We havemany things to do. He works very hard to support my family. He said that hewould work at my city soon. It makes very exciting. Finally, we have much moretime together.

我的爸爸是一名普通工人，他在很远的地方工作。一年里，我只有两个月的时间能和他待在一起。他一般会有两个或三个月的冬假，因为他工作的地方十分寒冷，在那样寒冷的天气里人们是干不了活的。因此，冬天是我最喜欢的季节。我喜欢和爸爸待在一起。周末的时候，他常常会带我外出，去动物园或游乐场，我们总有很多的事情去做。他很努力地工作来维持我们的家。他说过他很快就会回我们的城市工作了，这让我很兴奋。我终于能有更多的时间和爸爸在一起了。

[我的父亲_英语作文

My father is a bus driver. He has been working on it for more than ten years. He drives the No.9 bus of my city. Its routine starts from the east and then cross the city goes the the west. This work is toilsome, especially in the summer and winter, because its hot in summer but cold in winter. Everyday, my father just stays in the narrow place and barely moves. He always gets up very early and comes home late. His work is boring but my father says that he must work hard to support our family. I hope I can grow up quickly and have a good job, so that my father do not have to work so hard.

Dear father,

This Sunday is Father’s Day. I am very happy. I’m writing a letter for you now. But my classmates are playing games.

Today is rainy. Please take care. Do you know? My study is good. There fore, don’t worry about my study. I have a good news to tell you. I have won the second award at the piano competition. Are you happy ?

On the weekend, I usually go hiking on the Song Shan Lake. We are very happy. But after we walk for a long time, we feel a little tired. When the sun goes down, we return home. I like going hiking. What about you?

Happy Father’s Day to you!

Yours

Shiqi

Before, how much I dont understand, always cut class, make you angry, still fight with people, to do this, you hold a lot of heart for me, although you hit me, scold me, but I still love you. Because I know it is my own fault, you dozen I scold me, just to put my back into the right direction. Whenever someone asked me "what do you like your mom or dad?" I would not hesitate to tell him "I like all parents, but I like my father." Others asked "why do you like my dad? Your father hit you, punish you, you should not hate him, isnt it?" I can honestly tell him "I the fight with person, father will be scold me, sometimes will scold me, but at night he would quietly coated for me several times, I still see him touch my wounds tears, then I will tell myself, I must not let dad sad so sad."

Now I wont fight, dont skip class, I am much better than before. These are all  dads credit. No longer make my father angry, no longer get bothered by dad. Dads mood than they used to be happy, I also feel very happy.

My father always stands in the center of my life, from past till now and possibly in the future.

My family was rather poor when I was in my childhood. We didnt have our own house and had to live in a shabby, small room rented from my fathers factory. The room was so small that there was little space for people to walk. I didnt have my own bed and had to sleep with my parents. This is terrible both for my parents and me.

But father made this all different! Since the room was on the third floor, namely, the top floor in that old style building, the roof was quite high above the floor. So father got an idea.  He bought two thick ropes and a flat wood that later was planed smooth, painted and drilled two holes on both ends.

Then he hung the ends of ropes up to the roof. During the daytime, these two ropes would be tied up so that people down could walk freely! When night came, father would loose the ropes and tied them to the two holes of that flat wood.  The length of these ropes was just long enough for me to sit or sleep on the board without others help.

So in this way my lovely, removable bed was born.

When winter came, this special bed obviously wouldnt be able to make me feel warm enough. But father always had his so lution! He built a garret using some flat wood and iron sticks right above the bed. With some used iron tubes, he made an iron ladder for us to climb up to the garret. Besides, he made a wood en desk for me to do my homework, and some simple furniture for my clothes, books and something else  he had in fact made a small bedroom for me.

At first, my mother and I dared not climb for fear that it might collapse. But father climbed it everyday to prove its safety. The garret looked simple even shabby and the ladder seemed to decline soon. But later when I got used to it, I found it as solid as those made by professional carpenters.

I carried all my personal things onto that garret. My father and I pasted red papers on the wall and painted the ugly furniture red. So the garret became the first "room" that belonged to me.When I was about to move to my new house, I just didnt want to leave.  That garret was created with my fathers love and sweat and intelligence, beautified with my hand and filled with so many sweet memories of my family! That hard but sweet life time would live in my memory forever with father stands in the center of it.

My father has small eyes,Wear a pair of glasses,looking more gently,the daddys hair are not many, he said "the intelligent head does not grow hair"，daddy does the management, but daddy usually ever not talk bureaucratically to others, therefore his personal connection is specially good,is the same as me.daddy speaks always extremely temperately,never say hit the person,curse at people are also few,calculated scolded people not to be big, although sometimes also can be angry for a longtime,but just only about one day,could no surpass in one day-long.

He usually educate me that the person must to be honestly,friendly to other,and working diligently.This is my father, I love him forever.

My father has small eyes,Wear a pair of glasses,looking more gently,the daddy＇s hair are not many, he said "the intelligent head does not grow hair"，daddy does the management, but daddy usually ever not talk bureaucratically to others, therefore his personal connection is specially good,is the same as me.daddy speaks always extremely temperately,never say hit the person,curse at people are also few,calculated scolded people not to be big, although sometimes also can be angry for a longtime,but just only about one day,could no surpass in one day-long.

He usually educate me that the person must to be honestly,friendly to other,and working diligently.

This is my father, I love him forever.

那么在我们同学们的眼里，自己的父亲是什么样子的呢？是不是也是一位绅士呢？

[我的父亲是一位绅士英语作文

My Father

There is always a brilliant image living in my heart. That is my dear father. Seen through the eyes of many other people, father seems to be a very ordinary person. But he is quite extraordinary in my eyes, I have never lost my wonder at his good-personalities such as diligence, devotion, care, optimism ever since my childhood.Being a farmer, father works very hard in the fields all the year round. He works from dawn till dusk every day and even till midnight when it is the harvest season. He seldom enjoys leisure with other farmers even if the farm work is not much. He chooses to live a busy life with reluctance to stop for a while.

Father devotes all himself to our family. As we are poor, he always tries his best to support our family and afford the tuitions for my brother and me. For the whole family, for brother and me, he never stops working laboriously in the fields throughout the year. Now he has got a wrinkled face and white hair because of excessive hard work, looking much older and weaker than any other person of his age. In spite of all this, father never complains to us. It is his full devotion that were living a better life now. It is his full devotion that both my brother and I are able to study at college.Father shows much care to us children and my mother as well. Whenever there is any delicious food on the table, he just leaves it to us while he takes the simple one himself. If my brother and I fall ill, he will not hesitate a moment to get some medicine for us or take us to see the doctor. My mother suffers a bad disease. Father looks after her very carefully. He never lets mother do any heavy work both at home and in the field. Mother appreciates him m much that she often praises him as a model husband before others.

Father is a person full of optimism. He never complains about our poor life. He is never frustrated by trouble. He often tells us that everything will be all right if we have enough confidence in life. Due to his optimism, we are all confident to face our life and work.

We all think that father is not in the least an ordinary man. He plays an extraordinary role in my family. We cant have anything without him. Now Im pursuing further studies at college far away from father. I miss him very much. And I often see him in my dreams. His great image is deeply carved in my mind.

我父亲的光辉形象永远是一种生活在我的心里吧.”那是我亲爱的爸爸.在许多其他人的眼中,父亲似乎是一个很普通的人.但在我的眼里他很特别,自从我的童年他在我眼中一直都是勤奋、敬业、保健、乐观.

作为一个农民,父亲在田里工作很努力.收获的季节，他每天从早到晚工作,直到午夜时.他很少像其他的农民享受休闲,即使在农场工作不多的时候.他选择一个繁忙的生活不情愿停下来。

父亲为了我们这个家奉献了他的全部.当我们贫穷时,他总是尽自己最大的努力来支持我们的家庭和支付我哥哥和我的学费.为整个家庭,为哥哥和我,他总是不停地在地里工作一整年.现在他因为过度辛勤工作已经有了一个满是皱纹的脸和白色毛发,岁,比任何其他与他相同的年龄的人.虽有这一切的事,父亲从不抱怨.这是他的全部奉献,我们正处在一个更好的生活.这是他的全部奉献,我的兄弟和我都能在大学读书。

父亲十分关心我们，和我母亲一样.每当有什么好吃的食物放在桌子上,他只是让我们吃自己吃少点.如果我和我兄弟生病,他会毫不犹豫地让拿些药给我们或带我们去看医生.我的母亲受严重的疾病.父亲照料得很认真.他从不让妈妈在家里和田间做什么繁重的工作.感谢他的母亲,她经常在别人面前称赞他为模范丈夫。

父亲是一个十分乐观的人.他从不抱怨我们贫穷的生活.他从未灰心丧气.他经常告诉我们,一切都会好起来的,如果我们有足够的信心.由于他的乐观,我们都是自信的面对我们的生活和工作。我们都认为,父亲是不平凡的人.他在我的家庭中具有非常重要的作用.我们能不能有什么东西.现在我继续进修大学远离的父亲.我怀念他.我经常看到他在我的梦.他的伟大的形象深深刻在我的脑海里.

评语： 本文作者以朴实的语言充满感情地刻画了父亲的不平凡的形象，分别从四个不同的角度描述了父亲的勤劳、奉献、关爱和乐观。内容真实感人，行文简洁流畅，结构清晰，组织有条有理，首尾呼应，给读者以强烈的感染力。 作者用词简洁精确，并能很好地尝试一些新学的词汇及表达，使简洁的行。文更为生动。作者没有运用太多复杂的句式，但能适当运用介词短语、分词结构、强调及重复的手法，恰到好处 地突出了行文句式的变化，使文章更耐读。

two years before his death, my father gave me a small suitcase filled with his writings, manuscripts1 and notebooks. assuming his usual joking, mocking2 air, he told me he wanted me to read them after he was gone, by which he meant after he died.

a week after he came to my office and left me his suitcase, my father came to pay me another visit; as always, he brought me a bar of chocolate (he had forgotten i was 48 years old). as always, we chatted and laughed about life, politics and family gossip3. a moment arrived when my father’s eyes went to the corner where he had left his suitcase and saw that i had moved it. we looked each other in the eye. there followed a pressing silence. i did not tell him that i had opened the suitcase and tried to read its contents, instead i looked away. but he understood. just as i understood that he had understood. just as he understood that i had understood that he had understood. but all this understanding only went so far as it can go in a few seconds. because my father was a happy, easygoing4 man who had faith in himself: he smiled at me the way he always did. and as he left the house, he repeated all the lovely and encouraging things that he always said to me, like a father.

as always, i watched him leave, envying5 his happiness, his carefree and unflappable6 temperament. but i remember that on that day there was also a flash of joy inside me that made me ashamed. it was prompted by the thought that maybe i wasn’t as comfortable in life as he was, maybe i had not led as happy or footloose7 a life as he had, but that i had devoted it to writing —you’ve understood... i was ashamed to be thinking such things at my father’s expense. of all people, my father, who had never been the source of my pain — who had left me free. all this should remind us that writing and literature are intimately linked to a lack at the centre of our lives, and to our feelings of happiness and guilt.

but my story has a symmetry8 that immediately reminded me of something else that day, and that brought me an even deeper sense of guilt. twenty-three years before my father left me his suitcase, and four years after i had decided, aged 22, to become a novelist, and, abandoning all else, shut myself up in a room, i finished my first novel, cevdet bey and sons;

with trembling hands i had given my father a typescript of the still unpublished novel, so that he could read it and tell me what he thought. this was not simply because i had confidence in his taste and his intellect: his opinion was very important to me, because he, unlike my mother, had not opposed my wish to become a writer. at that point, my father was not with us, but far away. i waited impatiently for his return. when he arrived two weeks later, i ran to open the door. my father said nothing, but he at once threw his arms around me in a way that told me he had liked it very much. for a while, we were plunged9 into the sort of awkward silence that so often accompanies moments of great emotion. then, when we had calmed down and begun to talk, my father resorted to highly charged and exaggerated language to express his confidence in me or my first novel: he told me that one day i would win the prize that i am here to receive with such great happiness.

he said this not because he was trying to convince me of his good opinion, or to set this prize as a goal; he said it like a turkish father, giving support to his son, encouraging him by saying, ‘one day you’ll become a pasha10!’ for years, whenever he saw me, he would encourage me with the same words.

my father died in december of xx.

today, as i stand before the swedish academy and the distinguished11 members who have awarded me this great prize — this great honour — and their distinguished guests, i dearly wish he could be amongst us.

在父亲去世的两年前，他给了我一个小小的手提箱，里面装满了他的作品、手稿和笔记本。他用平常那种搞笑调侃的口吻要我在他走后再看，这个“走”当然说的是他永远走了以后。

在父亲把箱子留到我办公室一个星期后，他又来看我了；和以往一样，他给我买了巧克力（他忘了我都48岁了）。亦如以往，我们笑谈生活、政治和家庭琐事。后来他的目光落到了他曾放箱子的那个角落，发现箱子被我移动过了。我们四目相对，陷入了令人压抑的沉默。我并没有告诉他我打开了箱子，去看里面的内容，而只是把视线移开了。然而他明白了一切。就像我明白他明白了一样。就像他明白我明白他明白了一样。但所有的明白就在几秒钟之内明白了。因为父亲是一个快乐、随和、心怀信念的人——他只是照例冲我笑了笑。当他离开时，没忘记把他作为父亲该说的那一席亲切的鼓励之词又重复了一遍。

我也同往日一样，注视着他的离开，无比羡慕他的快乐，他的无忧无虑和他处世不惊的脾气。然而，那天曾闪现在我心头，令我自愧无比的片刻的窃喜依旧记忆犹新。那是由我的这种感觉引起的——可能我没有过父亲那样舒适惬意的生活，也没有他那如此快乐、无拘无束的生活，但我献身于写作了——你明白……想到父亲为这一切所付出的代价，我惭愧极了。在所有的人中，父亲从来不曾给我带来痛苦——他完全让我自由发展。所有这些都应该让我们记住写作和文字都与我们生活中心所缺失的东西紧密相联，与我们的幸福感与负疚感息息相关。

我的故事同时也相应地提醒我那天还有让我更加内疚的一件事。在父亲留给我他的手提箱的二十三年前，在我从22岁开始决心成为一名小说家而放弃其它一切，把自己关在房间里写作之后的第四年，我完成了第一部小说《杰夫德贝伊与其子》。我用颤抖的手将未出版书的打印稿拿给父亲看，想听取一点他的读后感言。这并不仅仅是因为我对他的品位和智慧深信不已，他的看法对我如此重要，也是因为他不像母亲那样，反对我成为一名作家。在这一点上，父亲比我们看得更远。我迫不及待的等着他的回答。两个星期之后他来了，我跑过去开门。父亲没有说任何话，只是张开手臂给了我一个拥抱，用这种方式告诉我他非常非常喜欢这部作品。一时之间，我们陷入了那种令人尴尬的沉默中，那种时常伴随着重大情绪或起或落的沉默。后来，等我们平静下来开始说话，他用了一种情感激荡而夸张的语言对我和我的小说表达了他强烈的信心：他告诉我，终将会有一天，我会像在此时此地一样，带着如此巨大的喜悦接受奖项。

他说这话并不是为了试图要我相信他对我的好评，或是把这个奖项作为我的目标；他说这翻话就像一位土耳其父亲那样给予儿子支持，并鼓励我说：“总有一天，你会成为帕夏的！”许多年来，无论何时，他看到我都以同样的话语鼓励我。

xx年12月，父亲永远的走了。

今天，我站在瑞士文学院，站在给予我这无尚光荣奖项的各位尊敬的院士面前，我衷心地希望此刻我的父亲就在我们中间。

词汇表：

1. manuscript n. 手稿

2. mocking a. 取笑的，嘲弄的

3. gossip n. 闲言碎语

4. easygoing a. 易相处的，随和的

5. envy v. 羡慕，嫉妒

6. unflappable a. 临危不乱的，镇定的

7. footloose a. 自由自在的，无拘无束的

8. symmetry n. 对称，匀称

9. plunge v. 使事物突然陷入

10. pasha a. 帕夏（旧时奥斯曼帝国和北非高级文武官的称号）高级文武官

11. distinguished a. 著名的，高贵的

父亲的教导是我一生的指南。有时对父亲的教诲毫不在意，却尝了不在意的苦头；有时不服气，可事实总是叫我五体投地，；有时常因自己的聪明才智去轻视，没想到中了自己的诡计。也许人就这样，可怜的鼻子碰不了壁就领悟不出一定的道理。...

沙沙的春雨渐渐地停了，它洒在校园里，也洒在我的心里。我推开教室的窗户，一股馨香的空气扑了进来。梧桐树叶上还挂着的水珠，闪闪烁烁。那条通往校门的大路被春雨浸润后，再经行人一踏，留下了一行行清晰的脚印。

窗外，鸦雀无声，树木们无精打采地蹲着。一片闷气笼罩着整个宿舍，大家都光着膀子，不敢轻举妄动。这鬼天气，只要稍微动一下就会一身大汗。但我却一点都不觉得闷，得意得傻笑着。

那天，无意中翻到一张老照片，泛黄的画面上，父亲抱着年幼的我，脸上的笑容是那么的灿烂！犹记得那时的父亲，是那么年轻，高大挺拔，充满了活力。为人和善又很有风趣，他幽默的话语，常常逗得我们哈哈大笑。

小时候老师总爱出的作文题目是：一件最难忘的事，我已经好久都没有写过了，在今天这个特别的日子里，我经历了一件难以忘怀的事，今天恰好是父亲节，在我心里似乎一直没有这个节日，情人节，妇女节，圣诞节，我几乎每天都在过节，但唯独落...

亲爱的老爸：这几天工作还顺利吗？天气越来越热了，您也别贪凉，晚上开空调睡觉记得盖好被子。这些话您一定很熟悉吧，因为这些都是您平时在电话里叮嘱我的，尽管您几乎每个周末都会回家，但你一天至少要打两个电话给我，说的内容无非就是...

今天是父亲节了，晚上一定要打个电话回家问候一下老爸。不知道他现在还好吗？退休后的生活是否还习惯，离开了三十年的工作岗位肯定也会舍不得的，如同即将要离开华工的我们，一种别样的情思在心头。

初中学英语family这个单词时老师跟我说：爸father和and妈mother我i爱love你you爸妈我爱你=家庭爸爸是排第一位的把一个单词拆开来讲，解释的有板有眼，家--包含了我爸爸妈妈．家是休息的港湾。而爸爸是我的导航。

Fathers day, what a memorable day! Since I came into the world, my father took me by the hand, with the great and ordinary father, took me through more than ten years, this period have happiness, happy, has a bitter, tired. I wont forget, when I face the successful father is how to praise me and told me "someone outside the person, behind." Dont forget, when I was in the face of setbacks, father is how to encourage me, and comforted me. More than thousands of day and night, I smile to his delight, my troubles, make him worried, Im in a hurry to make him try so hard, I became his things, he always worried about me.

That rough hands, the land was plowed in Springfield yesterday also kiss one day in March. But water is still there, otherwise, how can I write ah effort in that land, you can see the solid play of strong vitality; in the rough hands, you may feel the warmth of life. I think we are in a pair of rough hands on the child, as ed in the welcoming song on Huangshan, like raw cactus in the desert, like a long in those three acres of ground corn. This is the father.

Dear mom and dad,

It has been two weeks since I last wrote to you. I am so sorry that I don‘t write you very often.

However, I have been busy with my preparation

for the final exams. As you know, I‘m coming home on Jan.14th. But before that, I have to take the final exams for all six classes I‘m taking this semester. Recently I have been in and out of the library a lot to do some research on the term paper for one of the classes. Most professors gave out the review problems already so that the students can study for the final. I think I‘m doing okay studying for the final.

Besides reviewing materials, I‘m also planning to host the New Year party of my department. You know there are so many talented people in my Communications major, but they picked me to host the party! Great, isn‘t it?

Well gotta go talk to you soon.

Love you,

XXX

父亲的爱

The only thing on my husband‘s description would be the word fun written in big red letters along the top. Although he is a selfless caregiver and provider, our children think of him more as a combination of a jungle gym and bozo and clown.

Our parenting styles compliment each other. His style is a nonstop adventure where no one has to worry about washing their hands, eating vegetables, or getting cavities. My style is similar to Mussolini. I‘m too busy worrying to be fun. Besides, every time I try, I am constantly outdone by my husband.I bought my children bubble gum flavored toothpaste and I taught them how to brush their teeth in tiny circles so they wouldn‘t get cavities. They thought it was neat until my husband taught them how to rinse by spitting out water between their two front teeth like a fountain.I took the children on a walk in the woods and, after two hours, I managed to corral a slow ladybug into my son‘s insect cage. I was cool until their father came home, spent two minutes in the backyard, and captured a beetle the size of a Chihuahua.

I try to tell myself I am a good parent even if my husband does things I can‘t do. I can make sure my children are safe, warm, and dry. I‘ll stand in line for five hours so the children can see Santa at the mall or be first in line to see the latest Disney movie. But I can‘t wire the VCR so my

children can watch their favorite video.I can carry my children in my arms when they are tired, tuck them into bed, and kiss them goodnight. But I can‘t flip them upside down so they can walk on the ceiling or prop them on my shoulders so they can see the moths flying inside of the light fixture.I can take them to doctor appointments, scout meetings, or field trips to the aquarium, but I‘ll never go into the wilderness, skewer a

worm on a hook, reel in a fish, and cook it over an open flame on a piece of tin foil.

I‘ll even sit in the first row of every Little League game and cheer until my throat is sore and my tonsils are raw, but I‘ll never teach my son how to hit a home run or slide into first base.

As a mother I can do a lot of things for my children, but no matter how hard I try--I can never be their father.

My Father My father is a teacher. He was born on January 5th, 1968 in Beijing. He works very hard. Three years ago, he worked in a middle school in the countryside. He often went to work by bus. Now he works in No. 4 Middle School. He walks to school every day. In the school, he often plays basketball with his students. He likes his students and they like him very much too. He wants to be a policeman. He thinks it’s kind of dangerous but very exciting. Thieves are afraid of him. I love my father and I’m proud of him.

我的父亲我的父亲是一名教师。他于1968年1月5日出生于北京。他工作很努力。三年前，他在乡下的一所中学工作。他经常乘公共汽车去上班。现在他在4中学工作。他每天步行去上学。在学校里，他经常和他的学生打篮球。他喜欢他的学生，他们也很喜欢他。他想当一名警察。他认为这是一种危险，但非常令人兴奋。小偷都怕他。我爱我的父亲，我为他感到骄傲。

[My father 我的父亲：高二英语作文

My father did a noble thing in World War II, and it may have saved his life…

Dad often spoke about the he had as a young man in World War II. He still remembered the time he and some other soldiers some German prisoners of war.

Dad was part of George Patton’s Third Army, which in Normandy on D-Day. A few days after that great , Dad and a few members of his unit were on patrol (巡逻) in a French . Walking along the path, they arrived at a top of a mountain, two German soldiers did at the same time. Quickly, Dad and his fellow soldiers their guns. The Germans and turned in their weapons.

“We should them right now,” said one member of Dad’s unit. After what he’d seen at Normandy, Dad didn’t . This was war, and these were enemy soldiers. But Dad . He ordered the soldiers to empty their . One of the Germans held out a picture of a young woman and a baby.

Dad took them from the soldier. The of the photo made him think twice. He them to the man. Dad knew how to speak German, so he spoke to the man. “Pray for the war to be over, so we can all go home,” Dad said. The German was . “You are not going to kill us?” Dad shook his head. “If so, of us want to surrender (投降),” the German said.

Dad and the other American soldiers stood as German after German came out of their place on the other side of the mountain. 37 in all. They their weapons: machine guns. In fact, all of them were ready for . If they’d killed the first two men, Dad and his buddies would have been gunned down on the spot.

[英语作文:父亲和两个德国兵

Dear Dad,

Long time no see, I do miss you. Well, let me tell you something about my life here.To tell the truth, i live a normal life just as anywhere i can live.(我过着一个在任何地方都普通的生活) My life is revolved on work and work.(我的生活除了学习还是学习)Frankly,i feel tired sometimes(老实说，我有时候觉得很累).But i see, studying is the whole life to students like me.(但是我知道，学习是像我这样的学生的全部) So no matter how difficult, i will do my utmost .所以不管多艰难，我都会尽自己最大的努力。

Best wishes for you .