Introduce how to write an essay about Mom and Dad and me.

In the world, my dearest and most respected people are my parents. My parents were simple and honest, they raised me, and I respect them very much.

My parents were a pair of filial and obedient children, so I respected them. Grandma had no teeth and couldn't eat a lot of things, so Mom and Dad tried to buy some soft fruits. Last year, grandpa was sick, and parents were even more anxious, day and night by grandpa's side, no matter what grandparents did wrong, they never said a word of heavy words, therefore, parents are the most filial among these children in the eyes of grandparents.

My parents had a noble quality that I respected. Our family is self-employed, once, a careless aunt left a leather bag in our store, there was a mobile phone, a large set of keys, an ID card and some cash, when we found out, we went to look for the aunt, but we couldn't find it, my father anxiously said: "This person is really careless".

The mother said solemnly: "This is ill-gotten gains, we have to wait for her to come back and return it to her, otherwise, she should be in a hurry." After waiting for a long time, the aunt anxiously rushed back, took back the bag, thanked us again and again, and praised us

You guys are really good people, in the future, I will come to your store more often." Mom and Dad said no thanks, this is what every citizen should do. In normal times, this is how Mom and Dad educate us, so that we can grow up healthy and strong!

In business, parents give children, the elderly, students, and the disabled as cheap as possible, never blackmail them, parents treat guests very well, never put on a face to customers, never insult customers, and never force sales.

Look, how ordinary and great are the parents who raised me, educated me, and made me thrive.

Write truthfully, your parents are the only ones you can understand, think about your parents' education for you, good to you, I believe you will not be unable to write.

Writing ideas: around the theme, the level is clear, the article is sincere, and the language is beautiful. By introducing Dad's concern for the author in life and study, the article expresses the author's gratitude and praise to Dad.

Text: Life is busy, parents live in their hearts, often think about nurturing hardship, and always repay gratitude.

The days passed day by day, and in the blink of an eye, seventeen years have passed. My dad was always like that, he didn't say a word all the time. When I was a child, I was sick, and it was my mother who accompanied me in front of the bed, and it was my mother who served me tea and medicine.

Every day, my dad knew that he would go out early and return late, and when he came back, he always had a smell that I couldn't stand it.

When I was seven years old, he yelled at me every day to ask me to do his laundry. I hated him, hated why he didn't care like this, hated his yelling, hated the smell of him. When they see me every day, they don't talk to me, they walk past me every day, and they don't have a word of concern, leaving behind the smell that smells disgusting.

It wasn't until one day, when I got sick, that I felt my father's love. That is, I was emaciated and weak like a dead man. Dad walked up to me and didn't say a word, just looked at me.

I didn't have the strength, I just scolded him secretly: Am I your daughter, and you treat me like this? I hate you ......

Dad finally made a move. His hands came close to me, pulled me on his back, and I fell on top of him. Dad carried me on his back and ran to the hospital with all his might.

I was weak and numb, but I heard my father's breathing getting faster and faster. The voice was so long, so deep. With my eyes closed, I felt like I was lying on top of a strong cow.

He ran as hard as he could, so desperately.

I felt my clothes wet, my chest sticky, it was so uncomfortable. My heart soured, and I felt something inexplicably. It was a temperature, a temperature that was familiar and yet unfamiliar.

He was sweating and wetting my single coat. The sweat was hot, and in the blink of an eye, it was cold again. And this cold sweat burned the blood all over my body.

My tears flowed involuntarily, I don't know why?

Why is that? At that time, I was too young and too stupid to know that this was fatherly love.

Once upon a time, I couldn't listen to what my father said to me. I hated everything my dad said, and today, I feel my dad's love.

Dad is like a cow, diligent, we can't understand him, only that sour sweat tells me that Dad is very hard.

Dad is like a cow, obscure, we can't understand him, only the deep snoring at night tells me that Dad is tired.

Dad is like a cow, speechless, we can't understand him, only the soft sigh tells me that Dad is unhappy.

Dad is such a person, speechless, like a cow, you will think he is very wooden, in fact, he knows better than anyone else; He's a cow, you think he's stupid, but he understands it better than anyone else.

Father's love is like an ox, obscure, but deep love.