My father works very hard, but it's different at home. He's very lazy! Every dinner, he is always the first to finish, throw away the dishes and chopsticks, lie on the sofa, pick up a cigarette in his mouth and watch TV leisurely.
After dinner today, my father was ready to lie down on the sofa and watch TV as usual. Maybe my mother felt that she washed the dishes and chopsticks every time. She was a little wronged, so she yelled at my father, 'you wash the dishes and chopsticks today!' Dad didn't seem to hear it and didn't respond at all.
Now, my mother's roar became louder: 'do you hear me, I told you to wash the dishes!'
Dad quickly looked at his mother and said, "Oh, I see. I'll wash it right away." Then my father turned to me and said, 'good daughter, help me, wash my father once, just once!'
I pretended to be angry and said, 'sorry, I don't wash. I have to do my homework.'
As soon as my father heard that I wanted to do my homework, he quickly got up from the sofa and began to coax his mother: "wife, you'll work hard this time. Wash the bowl. Next time, I'll wash it next time!" Mother looked at her father helplessly and said, 'alas, I can't help you. After talking so much, I might as well wash it.' Now, dad is' lazy 'on the sofa and continues to watch his TV. My father_ My father is short and fat with a black face. He has a pair of big round eyes, like two small lanterns. His mouth is slightly prominent, and there is a thin beard around it. My father is very humorous, which can be seen from what my father does.
Once, my family came to a fashion design competition. My father talked confidently about how he designed clothes. At the beginning of the game, my father said, 'let me get to the point!' Five to six minutes later, a man with a white towel wrapped around his head, an old sheep's fur jacket and a cigarette bag pinned to his waist appeared on the 'stage'. Ah! The dress was so handsome that we talked about it one after another under the stage. Dad saw us whispering, so he was furious and said, 'you guys & lsquo; Small soldier & rsquo; Secretly talking down there, want to move your head? " My mother and I smiled forward and backward, but seeing my father looking at us like that, we had to cooperate with my father to play the play well.
Alas, dad is on the stage again. His ass twists and turns like an 18-year-old yellow flower girl. Look, he sang and danced again, as if he was very busy. My mother and I couldn't laugh anymore, so we went to bed. Dad is still on the stage & rdquo; the content of this page is pushed by "read. 4hw. Com. CN"; On the 'show'.
Look, my father is really humorous! Lazy Dad_ 200 words alas! Today, my mother went out on a business trip. My father was at home, but he was lazy lying on the bed looking at his cell phone! I was very angry. I grabbed the mobile phone my father was looking at and said angrily: 'mom is just a bad job today. Don't be lazy!' Dad didn't say a word. He must have been 'tortured' by me and my mother. But dad still ignored me.
So, I had no choice but to pick up a rag, wipe the table and wash the dishes. After a while, I picked up a water bottle to water the flowers & hellip& hellip; Just want to forget the resentment in my heart. When I was resting, I thought: Dad, really! Mother is the same when she is at home, and another when she is not at home! Alas! When mom comes back, we should discuss how to 'revenge'. I thought and smiled.
In the evening, my mother came back. I whispered to her, and my mother immediately replied, 'well.' Then, father's' devil 'painful days began to pass day by day & hellip& hellip; My father_ Some people say that father is a bank, father is a harbor, father is a teacher and father is ordinary. In my eyes, father is always great. When I was a child, because my family was poor, my father went to work elsewhere. He seldom came home. I miss him very much, but what can I do? Only after studying hard, when my father and I were together, I was very happy, because my father often talked with me and went to the field to learn about some crops. My father also told me some etiquette, such as: to eat fish, you should first clip the fish eye to the old man. This is called taking a high look at the full seven points of the cup when pouring tea. These are what my father taught me. My father has benefited a lot from my life.
My father is great! When he was in high school, he missed the exam for the first time because his third uncle was ill and his father had to take care of him! Later, because of family reasons, I took part in work early, but my studious heart still didn't stop. I studied at home and went to college! At last, my father got the sixth place in the county.
My idol is Dad. I remember once I didn't listen well in class, and the teacher didn't teach well, I became more and more delicious, not the excellent Tian Gongtai before. My father didn't want his hope of success to come to naught. He taught me math himself.
My father has a good face, is well educated and reasonable, and is very open to her friends. Of course, my father has many advantages. This is my father. I hope you can honor your father. My two faced Dad_ 300 words do you all want to know that I have a 'double faced' father? His face is like the weather. It's very interesting to see the sunshine and the rainstorm.
Once, when I helped my grandmother with eggs, my grandmother told me to be careful not to break the eggs when I took them. Just after the voice fell, my hand seemed to be deliberately wrong. Yes, it slipped and snapped. The eggs were still broken on the ground and made an egg yolk protein separated. As soon as my grandmother looked at it, she comforted me that it was all right. I should be careful in whatever I do in the future, At this time, I felt the sour taste of my nose. I was ashamed that I couldn't finish a small matter of taking eggs. When I was sad, I was still smiling and praising my father who could take the initiative to help my grandmother. His face pulled down like a magician and roared with an almost roaring voice, Blaming a boy as old as me for doing things, I didn't know to be careful and waste a fresh egg in vain. Now I only know to stand there and shed tears. I don't think about why others can do themselves when they were young, but I can't. at this time, grandma came over and said with a kind smile that Dad shouldn't blame children. He didn't mean it. She told me to be careful in the future.
This is my father, a 'double faced' father. Although he has happy, angry and sad faces, I will always love him deeply. My lazy Dad_ 450 words I like my 'lazy' father best. If you don't believe it, you can take a look at his lazy method.
Look, my lazy father is back from work! As soon as he entered the house, he didn't even take off his coat. He lay on the sofa, his feet casually, put his hands behind his head, and his eyes closed lazily. Not only that, my father kept calling me and my mother: 'dearest baby, help me get a quilt' 'dearest wife, help me pour a cup of tea.'& hellip;& hellip; We were busy, but he lay motionless on the sofa. It was very comfortable! Finally, I was furious and said, 'do your own things yourself. Why are you so lazy! Big slacker! "
Why is Dad so lazy? I have been puzzled by this question. But my father's students said he must not be lazy, but also very diligent! In class, his voice is very loud and vivid. He often makes the students laugh. After class, he has to work hard in the office to correct his homework, or deal with class affairs in the classroom, but he is diligent!
Dad is very responsible for his work. One day at noon, I went to the office to find him, but I couldn't find him. Suddenly, I heard my father's loud voice coming out of the classroom. I hurried over and saw my father severely criticizing a brother. Because of the criticism, my brother's face was as red as a big red persimmon, and tears fell down like broken beads. Seeing my brother crying so sad, my father suddenly became gentle. He wiped his brother's tears with a paper towel, took his hand and sat down beside him. He took out his homework book and patiently helped the brother revise his composition.
This is my lazy father. Although he is lazy, even if he works hard at school, he is still a 'lazy' father in my family. My father_ 300 words he is the person who loved me since I was a child, and he is also my favorite person. Maybe one day he will not take care of me, and I will take care of him. That person is my father.
Maybe he will do the same thing as your father, but he is the best in my heart. I remember it was a rainy Sunday. I was resting at home. Suddenly my head was dizzy. My father found something wrong with me, so he quickly picked me up, opened the door and rushed out. It was very late at that time. It was raining heavily outside. My father held me on the road to the hospital. At that time, I had fallen asleep. When I woke up, I saw my father lying next to me, From it, I saw my father's silver hair. It turned out that Grandpa walked too fast and aged my father. I thought of my previous willfulness. My father never scolded me. He always taught me truth. He was a good father. In my eyes, he always helped me when I was in trouble, comforted me like a friend when I hurt my heart, accompanied me when I was bored, and taught me to study even if he was tired, Playing with me, he never scolds me and makes me happy. He is a bug in my heart and can bring me happiness at any time. My father said & lsquo; People should be happy when they live, otherwise it will be meaningless & rsquo; Dad always teaches me useful knowledge.
I know he is tired, but he has never fallen down. Now I should repay him. My father is my favorite and he is my greatest father! My father_ My father always smiled when I was a child. Even if my mother quarreled with him sometimes, he always greeted him with a smile. Once my mother was so angry that she turned and entered the house to close the door. My father pushed me into the middle of the door. I saw my father smiling and didn't understand what to do. I stood at the door, looked up at my mother, and looked back at my father. Mother couldn't help laughing.
At that time, my father was a middle school physics teacher. When I was older, I became curious about school classes. Seeing my father talking loudly on the podium, my admiration came naturally, but my father said, don't disturb his class. I didn't dare to go in, so I poked my head at the door. My father just wrote something on the blackboard. Without looking at the movement below, the students became active, and several gestured to me to go in.
I took two steps, shrunk and looked at my father. He still wrote that he didn't see me. I was so nervous when I went in. I finally squeezed behind the door and didn't dare to come out again. After dad finished writing, he continued his class, but saw the students covering their mouths and laughing. Finally, he found the movement behind the door. When he opened the door, he saw me hiding. A gentle smile opened on his face and reached out to touch my head.
There was a blank memory in the back. I didn't know whether I was sent home on the spot or sat in and waited for my father to finish class.
It took parents a lot of effort to be weak and ill when I was a child. One night, I suddenly burned badly in the middle of the night. My mother protected me, and my father rushed to the hospital with me on his back.