In my memory, the word "daddy" occupied a very large space, because you are my dad tired "sofa bed", the danger of "protection," puzzled "navigation lights".
One evening, we three are watching TV. I don"t feel good, if you put at the foot of the small wooden bench to go to play on the head. Dad told me several times you said it was too dangerous. But I don"t put your words in mind, continue to play a stool. As a result, the father"s expected things happened. Hit on the feet, and wooden bench toenail broken, blood kept flowing downwards. I can"t see the blood on the floor, only to burst into tears to swear my own pain. You picked up me to the hospital to catch comfort me: "space space, don"t be afraid, it"s okay, I"ll be okay to go to the hospital!" Rushed to the hospital when you already panting, covered in sweat, but you still again and again encouraged me: "it"s okay, strong point." At that time, my tears in her eyes, not just because of foot pain, but also because of your love!
Your dad is not the same as other people"s dad, you have your own way of education, parents don"t like my classmates, busy put pressure on their own children, give them to art classes, classes. You just let me learn learning interest, should I have to do is to have a good life. You often took me to go to the park to play, get some fresh air, meet some in their hometown of fragrant flowers, not seen.
Dad you want me to do a man of good conduct. Remember once on a bus, an old woman get on the car, the car driving too stagger, you hurriedly made room for her. I pulled off your clothes, whispered, "come on, the two seats is our long wait, and so far away, so to her, it"s too bad." You didn"t answer, just to give his seat to the old woman with a smile. After get off, you just said to me: "old woman was too old to act not convenient, we should respect the old man, to keep we should have the virtue of -- -- -- -- -- care for the elderly, and people of the old, love our baby, and of the young people".
You gave me the world is full of warmth; You gave me the world is full of laughter; You gave me the world let me keep the virtue. Thank you, dad, thank you for giving me such a world.
Father"s day is coming soon, dad, I wish you happiness!
在我的记忆里，“爸爸”这个词占据了很大的空间，因为爸爸您是我疲倦时的“沙发床”，危险时的“保护墙”，迷惘时的“导航灯”。
一天晚上，我们一家三口正在看电视。我觉得不好看，就索性把脚下的小木板凳放在头上抛来抛去地玩。爸爸您曾几次告诫我说这太危险。可我根本就没把您的话放在心上，继续玩凳子。结果，爸爸的预料之中的事情还是发生了。木板凳砸到了脚上，趾甲碎了，血不停地往下流。我不敢看那地板上的血，只能以放声大哭的方式来发誓我自己的痛苦。您抱起我边往医院赶边安慰我：“格格，不用怕，没事的，咱到医院就没事了！”赶到医院时候您早已气喘吁吁，满身大汗了，可是您还是一遍又一遍地鼓励我：“没事的，坚强点。”那时我的眼泪在眼眶里打转，并不只是因为脚痛，更是因为您的爱啊！
爸爸您跟别人的爸爸不一样，您有您自己的教育方式，不像别的同学的家长，忙着给自己的儿女施加压力，给他们报文艺班、辅导班。您只是让我学好我该学的感兴趣的东西，好好做人就行了。您常常带着我去公园玩，呼吸一些新鲜空气，认识一些在老家没见过的奇花异草。
爸爸您希望我做一个有良好品行的人。记得有一次在公交车上，一位老奶奶上车了，车子开得东倒西歪，您连忙让位给她。我扯了扯您的衣服，小声说：“算了吧，这两个座位是我们等了好久才等到的，还有那么远的路程，就这么让给她，太可惜了。”您没有回答，只是微笑着把位子让给了老奶奶。下车之后，你才对我说：“老奶奶年纪大了，行动不方便，我们应该尊重老人，来保持我们应有的美德-----老吾老以及人之老，幼吾幼以及人之幼”。
您给我的世界充满了温暖；您给我的世界充满了欢笑；您给我的世界让我保持了应有的美德。谢谢您，爸爸，谢谢您给了我这样一个世界。
父亲节快到了，爸爸，祝您快乐！
