我父亲的一个学生用英语怎么说(精选20篇)

How to be a good learner?

As a good learner， we should have good habits and ways of learning。

We need to get ready for our lessons before class and always listen carefully in class。 It’s good to study in groups and help each other。 We should do more reading in our free time。 If we have some problems， we’d better ask others for help。 As a student， working hard is important， but don’t forget to do sports and keep healthy。

I think all these above will be helpful to us。

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

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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。

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Today, my mother and I went to Xiaohe Gou, and we had fun.

When we got there, we saw that the fish pond in Xiaohe ditch was covered with ice. I want to go down to play on the ice, so I decided to try the ice thickness first. Because there were no thick branches on the riverside, so I lifted a big stone and threw it all in to the ice. There was a huge hole in the ice, and the shadow of a small fish was hidden below. Fortunately, I didnt go down easily, otherwise...

We continue to move forward. Those fish ponds show their true colors: I have made the "mask people" one by one.

A small stream blocked our way further. I looked at what could be used without wood boards around. Because the water is very shallow, I move a piece of big stone, three lower five in addition to two set up a stone bridge, my mother and my mother passed the brook, and also helped people to pass a bridge.

After crossing the bridge, we began to move forward. We saw a vacant area in front of us, and it was scraped evenly by bulldozers. Mother said that it might have been a natural ancient granary. The center of the loess slope is a circular open space, which is transformed into a natural granary. Why do I think so good things should be leveled and destroyed? I ask mother, mother said that this is the conflict between modern civilization and ancient history, and now people have destroyed the historical relics left by their predecessors for their own existence. If I want to live in the air, I will not destroy so many precious and rare historical sites.

Im very happy to go out today. At the same time, I realized the importance of life to human beings, and realized that the development and construction of society could damage the civilization of ancient society. I think life is very important, but ancient civilization is also important. We should coordinate the relationship between the development of modern civilization and the preservation of ancient civilization.

Hi. Everyone! My name is Peng Jiadong. I’m 15 years old. Today I tell you about my father.

My father is a good man. He washes dishes every day and cleans the house every week. He wakes up early, then he has breakfast. After breakfast, he goes to work. He works for 10 hours. It’s time for him to go home at 6 p.m. After supper, he sits on the sofa and reads newspapers. He likes playing basketball and playing with me. But he doesn’t run fast, because he seldom does any exercise.

He wears a pair of glasses. He works hard; he usually goes to the library to buy some books. He loves reading books very much. He always says, “A man is never too old to learn!” So he knows lots of things. I can ask him to teach me Chinese, Maths and other subjects. But he doesn’t know English and can’t speak English. So he always asks me for help when he meets English-speaking people.

Mother and I both like him very much!

[我的父亲英语作文200词

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

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.

My Opinion on Cheating in Examinations

It is known to us all that some students cheat in examinations at school．

As students，we often take examinations at school，but sometimes we have too many examinations which are too difficult for us．On the other hand，some of us are lazy and dont work hard at their lessons．So when taking examinations，they sometimes cheat in order to get better results to please their parents and teachers．

In my opinion，it is wrong to cheat in examinations because it breaks the rules of schools．We students should be honest and try to get good results by studying hard instead of cheating in examinations．Whats more，we should improve our study methods and get well prepared for examinations．

作者：孙锟

当我们还在牙牙学语时，父亲是我们的玩伴；当我们渐渐懂事时，父亲是家里的顶梁柱；当我们在青春路口徘徊时，父亲是我们的引路人……“时光时光慢些吧，不要再让你变老了，我愿用我一切换你岁月长留！”一首《父亲》唤起了多少人心中那份愧疚，从小到大，你有多长时间没有和你的父亲好好说过话？又有多少次对他冷眼相待？快！行动起来！趁他们还年轻，说出你最想对他说的话！

父亲，其实我想对您说：随着您的年纪增大，希望您更加注重对自己身体的关心和保养。俗话说得好：“身体是革命的本钱。”没有一个良好的体魄，如何谈得上家庭美满？同时，希望您能减少各类酒的摄入。酒多伤肝伤肾，适度饮酒能够缓解人的压力和疲劳感但是过度饮酒伤害的就是您的身体。况且，酒后的“酒疯”也是最令人受不了的，再者，希望您不要轻视所谓的小伤小病。还记得那次你不小心被机床碰破了手指，简单地用自来水清洗之后就没有再关注它，结果可想而知：皮肤组织细菌感染化脓，最后严重到不得不去医院开刀抽液……在蹉跎的岁月中，您鬓角的头发已悄然变白，父亲，在这里我真诚希望您能少喝酒，多注重自己的身体，这样我们一家四口才能长久的幸福美满。

父亲，我想对您说：18年的时光转瞬即逝，我从一名幼稚的小学生成长到一个18岁的男子汉。18年间，您在学习上无微不至的关注我。您并没有将重点放在我的成绩上，相反，您十分注重我在成绩上的每一次进步，无论好坏，您总是安详地对我说：“不错！下次继续努力，老爸相信你！”十二年的寒窗苦读，如今仅剩不到一年的时间；成功之门，如今也仅差高考这一块敲门石。想想当初，从刚上高一时无知地认为高考距离我十分遥远，到现在仅剩不到一年的迫在眉睫。想想当初的自己是多么的无知可笑。感谢父亲您在这一路上的陪伴，支持和鼓励，这一路上或许并不是风雨无阻而是棘荆丛生。可是你始终与姐姐和妈妈奋斗在“助我”的第一线，路遇困难，您说：“没事，儿子老爸在！”没有您的支持，或许对于“小黑山”的高二我也无法顺利度过。希望在最后一年，您能一如既往地鼓励支持我，您的儿子面对“大黑山”的高三很慌！很怕！

“一生骄傲的爸爸，我能为你做些什么，微不足道的关心收下吧……”时光的脚步不会停歇，父亲的变老也不会停止。快！趁现在，趁他还年轻，趁他还能理解你的话，把我们想说的全部告诉他。不要犹豫，可能你的一犹豫，所带来的将是多少金钱也换不来的青春，生命，健康，家庭……

Dear Dad,

Today is father’s day, for so many years I’ve been seekig a way to express my heartfelt thanks for all you have done for me. Here comes it!

Thank you for always being there sharing my life when I need you most. Whenever I encounter difficulties, I never feel alone and vulnerable, because you will keep me on the right path. I’m blessed to have you.

Thank you for offering me education and teaching me how to be a man. You always inspire me not by words, but by what you have done! Your efforts in the work, your loyalty to your friends, your responsibility for the family and your persistence in the life have already set me good examples in my own life.

Thank you for always appreciating my work, no matter how tiny it is! You have made me realize that it’s capacity not scores that really counts.

Dad, I love you and I will love you forever!

Yours beloved,

Li Ming

导语：中国教育让很多学生都感觉到压力山大，下面是yuwenmi小编为大家整理的优秀英语作文，欢迎阅读与借鉴，谢谢!

How can high school students relax under the pressure from school?

As we all know the high school curriculum is becoming increasingly tight-scheduled and pressuring. Thus it is not a surprise that many school aged children are constantly stressed and worried. However it is important for them to relax from those stresses in order to achieve their academic potential.

The most beneficial and accessible way to relieve stress is through playing sport. It allows the students to have fun; increase their teamwork awareness and improve their health. Studies also show that students who exercise regularly are more likely to do well in school.

【参考译文】

高中生在学校的压力下如何放松?

大家都知道，高中课程正变得越来越紧张的计划和压力。因此，许多学龄儿童经常感到压力和担心并不奇怪。然而，重要的是他们放松从这些压力，以实现他们的学术潜力。

通过运动来减轻压力是最有益和最容易的方法。它让学生有乐趣，提高他们的团队意识和提高他们的健康。研究还表明，经常锻炼的学生更有可能在学校表现良好。

The Spring Festival

The Spring Festival comes in winter。 It is the most important traditional festival in China。

People usually go home to spend the festival with their family。 They have a big family get-together。 The Chinese people have big meals and watch TV during the Spring Festival。 They also visit their friends and relatives。

Children like the Spring Festival very much because they needn’t go to school and they have a lot of time to play。

有一个人，他用他那坚实有力的手臂将呱呱落地的我抱起;有一个人，他用那宽阔的臂膀为我支起一个温暖的家，他那算不上伟岸的身躯却能让我安心去依靠……那个人就是我的父亲。

从小到大，我从未对父亲表达过我对他的爱，父亲也一样，因为父亲是一位不善言谈的人，所以他也不把我的爱挂在嘴边。但尽管如此，透过他的眼神，他的习惯，在他不经意间的言语和动作，我都能感受到那份深埋在他心里底部从未表达过的爱。

记得那一次，是六一儿童节，虽然不是我的生日，但父亲还是要给我庆祝。父亲答应我，下午下班时给我买肯德基，我高兴之色溢于言表。我从他答应我之后，就一直欢欣鼓舞，他微微一笑。

快到他下班时，我欣喜若狂的跑到窗户前，望着马路上的车辆，盼着父亲回来。天气渐渐由晴转阴了，我抬起头，天哪，乌云密布，居然快要下雨了。真是天有不测之风云啊，我颇为失望地垂下了头，如果父亲现在回来，就不用淋到雨了，但却吃不了肯德基;父亲要是给我买肯德基，他就要变成落汤鸡。唉，父亲一定会因为雨天而赶着回家，可定把肯德基的事抛九霄云外了，我叹了口气。过了一会儿，雨下大了，我心急如焚，父亲怎么还不回家，不会给我买礼物了吧!“叮咚”门铃了，我急匆匆地打开了门，只见全身湿漉漉的，清瘦的脸庞上淌着雨水，头发上的雨水不时地往下掉，手上提着两个袋子，原来父亲为了给我买节日礼物，被大雨淋到，我既开心又难过，他微笑着，脸上的皱纹又多了几条，我突然间觉得，他老了……

父亲像船帆一样，在无边无际的海上，任凭风吹雨打也不怕。父亲是这个家的顶梁柱，是家里的一片天，是一座不可摧毁的巍峨的大山!多少日子，父亲为我们这个家，勤劳着，奋斗着，努力着，辛苦着，有苦，父亲忍受着!有累，父亲承受着!有难，父亲挺住了!为了家，为了我，或许父亲有过委屈，或许父亲有过无奈，但父亲如山，他挺过来了，原来千难万苦都压不垮父亲那顶天立地的脊梁!!!

今天，是父亲节。我想对你说：谢谢您!我爱您!

It was the Eve of the Spring Festival.

Dusk was just falling as I slurped up the last bit of rice and laid down my chopsticks.

“Theyre starting!” cried my friend excitedly. “Quick! Quick!”

Outside, children were running everywhere. Their happy voices and faces made me warm inside, despite the cold wind that greeted me. My friend thrust a bundle of straw in my hands. “Come!” he cried. I giggled as I ran to catch up to him; the childrens excitement was a fever that spread to even the big kids like us.

I soon joined a rowdy bunch of children and teenagers who were building a bonfire in the middle of a path that ran through the wheat fields. “Here,”said my friend, handing me a long bamboo pole. “Put some of your straw in the fire. Then tie the rest onto your pole like this.” He demonstrated with his own materials, and I followed his example. Then he thrust both our torches into the fire and handed me mine. “Now run!”

And run I did----we all did. For miles and miles around, as far as I could see, there were small orange specks scattered about, and I could hear the distant screaming and laughing of other children running up and down the rice field path. For several hours into the night I helped build fires and keep an eye on the younger children. Occasionally I, too, lit a torch and ran around like a mad man, screaming and waving a flaming bamboo pole.

This festival, which occurred six days before Chinese New Year, was just one of the experiences during the visit to my friends over the Spring Festival. As it was explained to me, the purpose behind this festival was to allow the children to have fun burning up all the straw leftover after the harvest. Later, the ash is used for fertilizer.

In China, the subjects that students learnt are necessary. They can learn special classes when they enter university. Sometimes I think it will be perfect to have the special class in middle school. On the one hand, students can learn more things besides the necessary subjects. They can develop more practical skills. On the other hand, students can cultivate their interest by learning something different. Though it is a little hard to open special classes, because education pays attention to scores, I believe that someday more special classes will be open, as the class reform calls on people to pay attention to the development of student mind.

在中国，学生所学习的科目都是有必要的。当他们进入大学以后，他们可以学习特色课程。有时我觉得在初中开设特色课程是非常好的。一方面，学生除了必要科目之外还可以学到更多的东西。可以发展更多实用技巧。另一方面，学生可以培养他们的兴趣，学习不同的东西。虽然因为教育注重分数导致开设特色课程有一定难度，但我相信总有一天将会开设更多的特色课程，因为教育改革呼吁人们关注学生的思维发展。

Dear Dad，

Today is fathers day， for so many years Ive been seekig a way to express my heartfelt thanks for all you have done for me. Here comes it!

Thank you for always being there sharing my life when I need you most. Whenever I encounter difficulties， I never feel alone and vulnerable， because you will keep me on the right path. Im blessed to have you.

Thank you for offering me education and teaching me how to be a man. You always inspire me not by words， but by what you have done! Your efforts in the work， your loyalty to your friends， your responsibility for the family and your persistence in the life have already set me good examples in my own life.

Thank you for always appreciating my work， no matter how tiny it is! You have made me realize that its capacity not scores that really counts.

Dad， I love you and I will love you forever!

Yours beloved，

Li Ming

回首·父亲的目光

至今还记得那个下着毛毛细雨的天，那个让我心情一直都不太好的季节。秋天，本是丰收欢喜之季，可每当我看到枯黄的叶，心里总是泛起丝丝难过，许些悲凉。

好久都没有和父亲一起谈过话，交过心了。在我童年时开始，父亲在我的家庭中，一直扮演着朋友的角色，比较要好的朋友，他从没有用“父亲”这个严肃的角色名要求我做任何过分的事。父亲一直以来都是慈蔼的。

那天，父亲说想下去散步，我跟父亲说：

“爸，我陪你一起去。”

父亲欣欣然地笑了。

也许是太久没有跟父亲一起肩并肩走过了吧。

我走的有点慢，我看着父亲沧桑的背影，父亲的背，什么时候开始驼了呢。似乎记得小时候，父亲曾与我手牵手一起走过扑满枯叶的小道，到处都是野菊花，轻轻的微风总是把花瓣吹的满天飞。我的幼小的童真的童年，都是被父亲高大的身影填满的。

“爸！等等我！”我朝父亲喊。

父亲回过头来看我，我朝父亲跑去。父亲摸摸我的头，笑着说：“傻孩子，别跑那么快，当心摔着了。”

这是一个父亲对于一个女儿的关心和宠溺。

我与父亲一直走，走到了分岔的路口。我对父亲说我要走另外一边，父亲对我说好，我向父亲挥了挥手。

我突然有股悲伤的感觉，我回过头望了望父亲，看见父亲还在原地，看着我，父亲是一直都在看我么？我隐约看见父亲对我做了口形：早点回来。

我向父亲点了点头，回了口形：我知道了。

我回过头，眼泪一点一点滴在沉重的脚步上

是不是，每一次，我背对着父亲的时候，父亲也是这样看着我，一直一直，直到消失在转角的路口？

是不是这就是父爱？

是不是，我领悟地太晚了？

我明白，以后多陪陪父亲，父亲年老了。

父亲，谢谢您的爱。

我也爱您。

[父亲的目光学生作文900字

我爱你，父亲。

你是那浩瀚无边的大海，我是海上的一叶扁舟，尽管每日都沉浸在大海的怀抱，然而我却读不懂大海的深沉博大，直到那一天。

秋，黄昏，天气阴沉，天空泛着泪珠。我呆呆地坐在校门口，看着一个个家长带着雨伞来接自己的孩子，心中不由一阵苦涩。知道父母是不会来的，但偏偏为什么要在这儿傻等呢？雨好像浸进了我的心里，寒气逼人。一阵莫名其妙的伤感令我好难受。渐渐地人群散去，每一把鲜艳的伞下都是父母一片执著的爱。但只有我孤独无助，笨女孩呀，明知道这是一种无结果的期待，还在这儿痴痴地傻等什么呢？我喃喃自语。

站起身，低垂着头，我漫不经心地走在淅淅沥沥的雨里。它淋湿了我的衣衫，也淋湿了我的心情。忽然，我看见地上有一双满是泥巴湿透了的胶鞋，抬头一看，原来是父亲：裤管挽得高高，满脸的水珠，分不清是汗还是雨。我情不自禁地奔了过去，父亲那宽大而粗糙的手掌接住了我：“傻丫头，你忙着回家干啥，等不及了？看你一身的水！”我哽咽着说不出话来，因为我以为，今天早上我犯的傻令父亲大发雷霆，父亲一定不再爱我了。我什么都不说，紧紧依偎着父亲向家走去。抬头望着那火红的雨伞，太空似乎也浮现了彩虹。尽管我们父女俩的衣服都湿透了，我却不觉得寒冷，因为，有父亲为我遮风挡雨，有父亲为我撑起一片蓝天，而不问过往。

有时候，爱无须太多语言，就一个动作、一个眼神就能表达得淋漓尽致。父爱如海，深沉博大。父亲往往是在你最需要的时候你能看见的第一人。

我说我爱你，父亲，是你让我感到幸福！

假如你叫李华，你校初三年级同学正在开展一场讨论，主题是“初三学生要不要参加体育锻炼”。请根据下面所提供的信息，用英语总结出讨论情况。

提示：

70%的学生

30%的学生

应该每天进行体育锻炼，但不要时间过长

锻炼浪费时间、使人疲劳

锻炼能增强体质，保持健康

锻炼以后很兴奋，较长时间不能投入学习

锻炼能使大脑休息，使学习效果更好

锻炼中可能会受伤

要求：语句通顺，句意连贯；词数为80词左右；发言稿的开头已写好，但不计入总词数。

Dear classmates:

I’m Li Hua After the discussion we found that 70% of the students think they should take all kinds of exercise every day but not spend too much time. They think exercise builds body and can keep them healthy. Sports also let them have a good rest so that their study will be more effective.

On the other hand 30% students believe taking exercise is tiring and it’s a waste of time. They say that after having sports they are too excited for a long time to focus on their lessons. And it’s possible to be hurt while doing sports.

[初三学生要不要参加体育锻炼英语作文

My father

My father is very busy. Every day he goes to work by subway. He teaches math at school, His math is very good! In the afternoon, he eats lunch at school. After lunch, he reads newspapers. Then he goes home at 5:30. He eats dinner. Then, he takes a bath in the evening. He watches TV at living room. After watching TV, he goes to bed at 10:00.

My father works hard. I like my father very much!

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我父亲很忙。他每天都坐地铁去上班。他在学校教数学,数学很好!下午,他在学校吃午饭。午饭后,他读报纸。然后他5:30回家。他吃晚饭。然后,他在晚上洗澡。他在客厅看电视。看电视后,他十点上床睡觉。

我父亲努力工作。我非常喜欢我的父亲!

今天饭后，我和老妈听着“每日新闻”，向父亲说声“我爱你”。当新闻中提到“父亲”这两个字眼时，我才猛地想起了今天是父亲节。

我心想，老爸一定会感到很失落，他最亲爱的女儿竟然没有给自己问候节日快乐。我懊悔极了。拿起手机，飞快的拨打了电话，在电话“嘟嘟”响着的时候，我嘴里反复的练着“台词”。突然，电话那头传来了熟悉的声音，不知怎么，我猛然发现，那声音如此沙哑、衰老、无神。我呆住了，习惯性的“哦”了一声，老爸听出了我的声音，说话的调子一下子就提了起来，亲切地问：“雨佳，有事吗？”我一下子脑中一片空白，“台词”被忘得一干二净，愣了愣，挤出一句“没事”“哦，呵呵，爸爸现在忙着呢，没事就先挂了，拜拜！”挂掉了电话。

我真无地自容，在这个本应让父亲高高兴兴度过的日子，竟让父亲辛苦的工作，而且得不到一句节日祝福，小学四年级作文《向父亲说声“我爱你”》。老爸42岁，身体也不好，却打肿脸充胖子，干最苦最累的活儿，有时还加班加点的工作，只为了多赚些钱。

静静的回忆，小时候，坐在父亲肩上，唱着耳熟能详的儿歌是那时最开心的事。那时的我们无忧无虑，因为有父亲顶着天，压着地，身影是那么高大、硬朗。以前爸爸总是骑着自行车送我上学，每当我看到别人比爸爸骑得更快时，我便大叫：“爸爸，快追呀，快追！”老爸嘿嘿一笑，说：“好嘞！”便拼命地蹬着车，瘦瘦的腿上也不知道哪里来的力气。那时，八月的太阳火辣辣的照在老爸的后背上，我在后面吹着凉风，丝毫不知老爸是多么的热，可他这么卖力的蹬车蹬得最快，只图让我开心、高兴。可如今，繁重的工作压弯了父亲的背，弄驼了父亲的腰。身影变得矮小，衰弱。细想想，歌颂母亲的诗歌千千万万，可歌颂父亲您的却少得可怜。以后，我们总会长大，我将自信的对父亲说：“父亲，让我来撑起这片蔚蓝的天空！”

在这个神圣的日子里，一句“节日快乐”远远不够。如果可以，我会紧紧的拥抱他，并深深地说：“我爱你，爸爸。”

“小时候，常坐在父亲肩头，父亲是那登山的梯，父亲是那拉车的牛……”每当听到这首深情的歌，我的眼前便会出现一个又黑又瘦的男人。他个头不算高，脸上布满饱经风霜的皱纹，那一道道深深地皱纹，是他四十多年沧桑的见证。长满双手中又厚又硬的老茧，是生活压力的痕迹。全身瘦的没有一丁点油脂，似乎小小的微风就可以将他吹到在地，在我心中，他——我可敬的父亲，却是高大无比。

正是这样一个男人，给了我全家的幸福，生活中无论多么巨大的灾难降临，他都会为我们顶住，当生活中狂暴的风雪吹来，会有他强健的臂膀为我们阻挡，他为我们全家，撑起一把大伞，我们在雨伞下成长，他却在拼命的支撑着。我可敬的父亲！我伟大的父亲！生活的一切，都是你无私地为我们提供。

在这广大的世界上，你为我开天辟地；在这布满荆棘的道路上，你又为我披荆斩棘。

农村的五月，正是丰收的黄金季节，村外的麦田，处处洋溢着麦香，这个令所有人繁忙的季节，你却坐在我的床头边，给我喂药。当夜幕降临，四处一片蛙声的时候，你还在我床头静静的守护着我。那一刻，我真想哭，你那出自心底的无私父爱，让你变得伟大，慈祥。

自我长大以后，很少在得到你的陪伴，但我在时间的鞭策下，总是能够感受你对我的点点关爱。正如你对我的希望，我会努力去奋斗，去拼搏，在风雨的磨练下，茁壮成长。

父亲，我敬爱的人，你是高大、无私/慈祥，处处都是你的爱与奋斗，在我心中，您是巨人，为我撑着一切，在我的眼中，谁也无法将您替代，我最敬爱的人。

[我眼中的父亲学生作文