Essay on life wisdom given to me by my father 400 words

Hello friend. Don't say you're tired for a little bit of trouble and blow and unhappiness and unhappiness, in fact, there are many, many people who are more tired than us in the vast sea of people, and what is a person who is distressed and happy and happy in the vast sea of people? ? What are we doing when we are tired and want to die or live??

Who will show you who will care about you and help you accompany you? How many ups and downs are there on the road of life!? Whether you accept the ups and downs or not, whether you can't accept it or if you can accept it, the ups and downs are in your destiny!

It is better to escape than to accept the ups and downs with your happiness, happiness, kindness, sincerity, and good mood, as long as you face it with your happiness, happiness, kindness, and good mood, you will feel happy and happy in your heart! Please believe that the sun is always after the wind and rain, please believe that there is a rainbow.

I was touched by my father's back.

Those backs in life gradually faded and scattered. Leaving only a back standing in front of him, no words can be described, and the long gaze is full of love. An unforgettable background, an inseparable person – my father.

I don't know why, I was very afraid of my father since I was a child, maybe my father was too strict with me, and he studied too hard, beyond the balance of love in my heart. Over time, I learned to distance myself from my father and become indifferent to my father's love. But it wasn't until today that I realized that my father was no longer the same father he used to be, and that he was no longer restricting my life.

He is old, like a poplar tree, and his branches are already gray, but he is still desperately struggling for the arrival of spring.

I started caring about my father when he was sick, and I told him at most to remember to take his medicine on time. And one day, on a whim, I wanted to talk to my father, so I subconsciously put down the pen in my hand and ran to my father for no reason. In the distance, I saw my father under the street lamp, repairing the lantern in front of his new house.

He tilted his head, stood on tiptoe, and struggled with both hands to pull the wire under the lantern, trying to twist it. Just as I was about to help, the wire turned around and cleverly entered the lantern, which looked bigger and better, and my father clapped his hands and nodded in satisfaction. I vaguely saw the smile on the corner of my father's mouth, which looked so dazzling against the backdrop of the street lamp.

Holding on to the wall, I cautiously walked behind my father, put my hands on his shoulders, and let out a "wow" cry. My father was obviously frightened by me, and there was a kind of anger between his eyebrows, and when he saw me, he revealed surprise.

He asked; "Why did you come out, it's cold outside, so I just put on two clothes! ”

I choked up and shook my head; "It's not cold, I just want to come out ......Nothing".

Well, let's go back early, it's getting dark".

My father patted me on the shoulder and turned to the crossing, watching as my background faded into the darkness of the night. My heart fluttered, and the words I wanted to say were in my mouth. I have always thought that my father has not changed, he is still the same person he used to be, and some years have passed just a few years.

And I was wrong, my father was old, his tall body could not withstand baptism, and his thin face was already crawling with wrinkles.

In an instant, everything and the vast open space became strangely quiet, and the phantom of the vehicles speeding past at the highway entrance disappeared into the night scene. I suddenly had tears in my eyes, it was dark, and I grew up.

Under the dim street lamp, my figure is reflected. Along the way, I saw lanterns that had just been trimmed by my father. He was perfect in his life, just like my home, and that wire was my father.

No matter how difficult it is, he has to put on the demeanor of the head of the family, for himself, for the future, he must spend his life to fill it, even if no one understands, even if everyone gives up, he still has to stick to ......

My father, his love.

I had my father's love.

In my memory, the most memorable thing is my father's warm big hands and kind face.

My father has two thick eyebrows, tiger-like stern eyes that can stare through people, a scruffy beard on his face, and messy hair, which gives people the direct impression that he doesn't like to laugh and doesn't like to be neat. When I was younger, I couldn't understand my father, and I preferred to stay with my mother, who was gentle and considerate.

I went to school, and my father kept sending me to school, and I didn't think about whether my father was delayed by sending me off, and whether my father was tired. Later, my father stopped sending me, and I missed my father's broad, warm back, and I began to wonder if my father was tired and whether he had lost time, and I felt a little remorseful.

When my father "disappeared", I realized the importance of my father, I remembered my father sending me to school, sitting in the car and shouting affectionately: "Yi Qian Huang!" "Hearty smile, care and love for me.

With my hope, my father returned, but I no longer had the emotion I had just now, and went to sleep coldly.

I was sick, and my father rushed me to the hospital urgently, and my mother comforted me. My father ran around for me, and he stood in front of me sweating profusely and ran downstairs to help me buy something. He was silent, smoking, and watching me happily tell stories.

When I grew up, I understood my father, and when I thought of my father, I couldn't help but feel excited, I got my father's love!

Wisdom, like a dazzling light, shines in the world. Wise parents, as the name suggests. It is the wise parent. My dad is a wise parent. Don't believe it, you see!

I remember one time, I couldn't answer a question, so I took a book and ran to my father. When the father saw it, he asked puzzledly, "Daughter, is there something wrong?"

Dad said. After that, my father patiently taught me. Over and over again, I finally got the question.

My dad was not only a good partner in my studies, but also encouraged me when I encountered setbacks. Once, when the Chinese test paper came down, I did not do well. The questions that shouldn't be wrong are all wrong.

On the way home, I kept worrying, thinking: what to do, what to do, what to do, I did so badly in the exam, my father will definitely scold me. When I got home, I nervously handed my father the Chinese test paper and said:

Dad, this is my Chinese exam paper. I waited for a storm to come, but my father's kind voice came: "It's okay, the score doesn't matter, the important thing is whether you work hard to do this test paper well!"

Dad didn't look angry or sad when he read the test paper, but smiled and said this to me. I listened, and my eyes filled with tears.

I have the impression that Dad is selfless. Take care of me when I am sick; Patiently teach me when I encounter difficult problems; When I kicked off the quilt at night, for fear that I would catch a cold, he covered me with the quilt and helped me analyze the reasons when I didn't do well in the exam; Complete with me when I get stuck; When I'm happy, be happy with me; When I am sad and weeping, drive away my sorrows and comfort me; Educate me strictly when I make mistakes; Gently lifted me up when I fell.

Yes! This is a selfless love, and this is a great love! Dad, I will always remember your love for me.

Although the hometown is not as developed as in the city, the scenery is particularly beautiful.

The flowers all over the mountains in spring, set off by the grass, have become Sun Fang's charming "flower fairy". A curvy dirt road stretches out to our elementary school of the Zhao Clan, and the flowers and trees next to it are all abounding. You can smell the fresh smell when you go to and from school.

In summer, the water in the small river often flows by our village, and the small fish sometimes come and swim around to spit bubbles, like a child playing. The clear water of the river flows through the eyes of tens of thousands of people. It's still a playground for our children, so when it's hot, we go and have a big show.

In autumn, no matter which field is a piece of gold, a gust of autumn wind makes the rice waves roll, all of which are created by the rural uncle. It was the sweat drops of those peasant uncles that made the rice golden and bright.

In winter, the occasional snowflakes turn the mountains, tree branches, rooftops, and the brook into a blooming pear blossom. The silver-clad village reminds people of a white and beautiful fairy tale world.

My father's temples were black and white. Many years ago, I always thought that my father was a man with a rough temper and a heavy regard for tobacco and alcohol, and I would never put any adjective in front of the word "father". I remember one day, my father said to me while preparing the bath set

Let's go, let's take a shower. I was reluctant, but I didn't want to say no, so I agreed. My father went out into the yard to push the cart, and I shouted

It's so cold, why don't you drive? My father smiled at first and said, "The road is not far, and I won't let you carry me."

After saying that, he motioned for me to come over. I locked the door, sat down, and as soon as I looked up, I caught a glimpse of my father's temples. "Ah, Dad, you've got gray hair, and you've got a lot of miles!

I screamed in surprise, and my father seemed taken aback, and said, "No, I didn't notice." He was suddenly silent, and only sighed in a deep voice for a long time

It's ...... older"I didn't say anything more, I just felt like the car was getting faster. I finally realized that my father was getting old. Although the work of the eldest sister and the second sister is good, they all rely on their father's interpersonal relationships.

My father didn't sleep well for a few days, and he took me to someone else's house to give gifts. After the two sisters' jobs stabilized, their father said at the family dinner: "The two daughters are arranged, and it will be easy to leave the third child!"

My father said it very easily, but I knew very well that I had worried him a lot, and it was easier said than done. After dinner, my father sat in the yard and smoked, and I went to admonish him, but I was greeted by a long sigh from my father. He looked at me and snuffed out his cigarette.

Later, my mother told me that my father was not having a good time at work. At that moment, I finally understood that my father was worried. He wasn't rough-tempered, he was just anxious about my lack of growth.

My father is not a smoker, but he wants to find a moment of rest when he is depressed.

I didn't understand my father until now.

I loved my father, because he was tall and handsome, and he was always my childhood playmate; I probably love my father a little more than my mother, because he was my babysitter and teacher when I was a child; I loved my father, but I found that I couldn't read him or see through his ......

1. Bitter Tea's father's childhood.

By chance, I heard my grandmother talk about my father's childhood, and I couldn't help but ask. Grandma said that his father was very bitter when he was a child, and although his uncle was only one year younger than him, his sensible father understood that he only had to be an older brother. In late autumn, when the weather was unusually cold, my father came home from school, and when he saw his uncle still lying on the sickbed, he threw down his schoolbag and went to herd the sheep alone, although he was unhappy with hundreds of them.

Everyone knows that the family situation at that time was still very bad, there was not enough food and clothing, and the evening of late autumn was as cold as winter. My father was too young to stand the cold wind and wanted to drive the sheep home as soon as possible, but the sheep would not come home until they were full. My poor father could only shiver in the cold wind......

Two. The other side of the sunny father.

My father has always had a good academic performance since he was a child, and after graduating from university, he went straight to work. Then the filial father met his mother under the care of his grandparents, they fell in love, got married, and had their daughter--- whom she named Qiannan. Now I think back to how headstrong and disobedient my childhood was.

Once, my father came back from Beijing, with cute toys and that nasty medicine, in the process of taking medicine, I insisted on not taking it, and cried loudly: "I don't take it--- I won't take it--- I want to go back to my grandmother's house, never come back", my father still patiently persuaded me to take medicine, but when I saw the colorful medicine, I insisted on not taking it. My father finally couldn't take it anymore and started to lose his temper with me and reprimanded me loudly

You have to eat too! If you don't eat it, you have to eat it! ”。

I still refused, and then my loving father, like an angry lion, waved his hand, and struck me, for the first time in my life, and I cried even harder, and after a while, when I looked at my father again, he was already standing at ......the door, for a long, long time

3. The life emotion of the coffee father.

My father is about to run for forty, and my father, who is financially minded, firmly believes that a man is almost not confused when he is forty. My father wanted to start a family business with my uncle, and of course I agreed. My father often lamented that he was not satisfied in his life, that he was not open-minded and commercial enough.

I want to see my father as always the best, with the charm peculiar to a forty-year-old man.

I still can't read my father, so I can only taste this small part. To my father, I still say, "I love you, father!" ”。