I think my father is a kind man, he love help people, and always forget todo something for himself. He has a good sence of humor, yes, I like that. Thatalways make us happy.
I think he is a friend of mine. Because he always talk with me. I oftenfeel I am not his daughter but his friend.
I think that my father is a good father and also a good worker. He worksvery hard. So he can't play with me or my mum for long time. He think work willmake him happy because work has many funny. So he always teaches me: don't thinkwork is a hard thing.
My father has many hobby. For example, he like reading, and he also likeplay computer game. He use his hobby to realx. He can feel very happy if hework, and also play.
He is a good man, isn't he?
Yesterday was Father's Day. I had planned to give my father a present. ButI didn't remember it until in the morning.It was too late to post a card to him.So I decided to buy something. When I was in the department store. I found itwas not easy for me to choose something right for him.
Suddenly I got an idea. I ran home and opened my computer. I made abeautiful card and mailed him through the Internet. then I began to make supper.When father came home, he was very glad to find a big meal on the table. then Iasked him to check his e-mail. He was amazed to find a beautiful card in hise-mail-box.
What a wonderful surprise!
大家好!
今年的6月_日是父亲节。父亲对我们来说就是与日月齐光的人，他是家里的顶梁柱，是我们生活最有力的保障，最坚强的后盾。相对于温柔亲切的母爱而言，父爱是深沉的。如果说母爱是清冽而丰厚的大海的话，那父爱就是巍峨而深邃的高山。父亲用坚实的臂膀挑起了家的重担，挑起了一个男人的尊严的同时，也把沉甸甸的父爱挑了起来。
我的父亲非常喜欢大海。小时候爸爸经常带我去海边玩。他总是牵着我的手让我眺望大海，他说：那里有无尽的宝藏和知识。
随着我渐渐长大，父亲开始用阅读和书信的方式和我交流，谈理想，谈人生的目标。我能深切地感受到从这些宏大叙述的间隙悄悄地递来关怀的目光。父亲对我的期望热切而又厚重，不厌其烦地引导我，要胸怀理想，要勤奋用功。
转眼间，我已是少年。岁月却丝毫没有消减父亲的精力与热情，只是鬓角爬上了几缕淡淡的霜，就像后半夜才悄悄落下的雪。
我以为爸爸只会读书，没想到他更是一个用行动说话的人。今年5月29日一场无情的山火袭击了我们威海美丽的森林，爸爸主动投身到扑灭山火的战斗中。看着他文弱的身躯，我的心里很是怀疑，山火肆虐了三天三夜，爸爸奋战了两天。回到家里，脏得和黑人一样，倒头就睡。我问爸爸：你哪里来的力量?爸爸摸着我的头说：“儿子，咱们都是男子汉，责任与担当是一本的书。记住，用行动让生命在场!爸爸愿意给你带个头!”我突然间感悟到，爸爸才是我生命中最有意义、永远也读不完的一本大书。
同学们，难道不是吗?父爱是一片宁静的港湾，当我们失落时，他能给予我们信心，勇气和力量;父爱更是一本书，用心去读懂那颗最深沉、最热烈的心。
母爱有声，声声叮咛;父爱无言，背影如山。我们一定会是你们未来的骄傲!祝天下的每一位父亲，节日快乐!
我的国旗下演讲完毕。
谢谢大家!
尊敬的老师，亲爱的同学们：
大家好!
父亲节快到了，可我还没给爸爸买礼物，真着急啊!爸爸平时工作太忙，他对我关心又疼爱，是个合格的爸爸。我非常想送给爸爸一个惊喜，想来想去没好主意。这时，妈妈让我给爸爸颁发个证书。这个主意太好不过了!我决定，明天一早就开始行动。
第二天，我早早起了床，准备了各种用具，有卡纸，布，双面胶，丝带和剪刀。
我先剪了两张纸，一张普通证书的内页大小一样，一张稍微大一点。然后，我按大的卡纸的尺寸剪下一块红色的布，再用双面胶把布粘到大卡纸上。接着，我摊开黄色的布，开始做最重要的工作，剪出“证书”两个字。剪字可不是那么简单的事，一不小心就会把字弄“死”了。我觉得我挺有经验的，毫发无损得把字剪了出来，贴在了封面上。接下来，我在奖状的四个角上贴上丝带，再把小卡纸的四角卡进丝带与大卡纸之间，然后写上“祝福柯同志荣获今年度爸爸奖”。证书终于做好了我真激动无比，我等不及发给爸爸。
上午，我把证书带进了学校，老师学生纷纷夸赞我，夸得我都不好意思了，我就会傻笑，盼了四五个小时。中午，终于可以回家了，我和妈妈分头行动。妈妈上网找了颁奖的交响曲，我把证书准备好了，然后去厨房把爸爸叫了出来，让爸爸闭上眼睛，在乐曲声中，妈妈开始主持颁奖仪式了。当她说到“下面有获奖人的儿子给他爸爸颁奖”，我赶紧把证书从身后拿出来让爸爸睁开眼，爸爸目瞪口呆，我有提示爸爸，快抱颁奖人，爸爸紧紧搂住了我。
当我们全家在一起吃饭时，爸爸说非常喜欢我送给他的礼物，我爱爸爸!
谢谢大家!
Dear Dad，
Today I was at the shopping mall and I spent a lot of time reading theFather’s Day cards. They all had a special message that in some way or anotherreflected how I feel about you. Yet as I selected and read, and selected andread again, it occurred to me that not a single card said what I really want tosay to you.
You’ll soon be 84 years old, Dad, and you and I will have had 55 Father’sDays together. I haven’t always been with you on Father’s Day nor have I beenwith you for all of your birthdays. It wasn’t because I didn’t want to be withyou. I’ve always been with you in my heart but sometimes life gets in theway.
You know, Dad, there was a time when we were not only separated by thegeneration gap but completely polarized by it. You stood on one side of theGreat Divide and I on the other, father and daughter split apart by age andexperience, opinions, hairstyles, cosmetics, clothing, curfews, music, andboys.
The Father-Daughter Duel of ’54 shifted into high gear when you taught meto drive the old Dodge and I decided I would drive the ‘54 Chevy whether youliked it or not. The police officer who escorted me home after you reported theChevy stolen late one evening was too young to understand father-daughterpolitics and too old to have much tolerance for a snotty 16 year old. You wereso decent about it, Dad, and I think that was probably what made it the worstnight of my life.
Our relationship improved immensely when I married a man you liked, andthings really turned around when we begin making babies right and left. Wedidn’t have a television set, you know, and we had to entertain ourselvessomehow. I didn’t know what to expect of you and Mom as grandparents but Ididn’t have to wait long to find out. Those babies adored you then just as theyadore you now. When I see you with all your grandchildren, I know you’ve giventhem the finest gift a grandparent can give. You’ve given them yourself.
Somewhere along the line, the generation gap evaporated. Age separates usnow and little else. We agree on most everything, perhaps because we’ve learnedthere isn’t much worth disagreeing about. However, I would like to mention thatfly fishing isn’t all you’ve cracked it up to be, Dad. You can say what you wantabout wrist action and stance and blah, blah, blah...
I’ve been happily drifting for a lot of years, Dad, and I didn’t see yougetting older.
I suppose I saw us and our relationship as aging together, rather like afine wine. Numbers never seemed important. But the oddest thing happened lastweek. I was at a stop sign and I watched as you turned the corner in your car.It didn’t immediately occur to me that it was you because the man driving lookedso elderly and fragile behind the wheel of that huge car. It was rather like aslap in the face delivered from out of nowhere. Perhaps I saw your age for thefirst time that day. Or maybe I saw my own.
Fifty years ago this spring we planted kohlrabi together in a garden inCharles City, Iowa.
I didn’t know then that I would remember that day for the rest of my life.This week, we’ll plant kohlrabi together again, perhaps for the last time but Ihope not. I don’t understand why planting kohlrabi with you is so important tome but it is. And the funny thing about it is, well, I don’t know quite how totell you this, Dad...I don’t even like kohlrabi...but I like planting it withyou.
I guess what I’m trying to say, Dad, is what every son and daughter wantsto say to their Dad today. Honoring a Father on Father’s Day is about more thana Dad who brings home a paycheck, shares a dinner table, and attends schoolfunctions, graduations, and weddings. It isn’t even so much about kohlrabi, ’54Chevrolets, and fly-fishing. It’s more about unconditionally loving children whoare snotty and stubborn, who know everything and won’t listen to anyone. It’sabout respect and sharing and acceptance and tolerance and giving and taking.It’s about loving someone more than words can say，and it’s wishing that it neverhad to end.
I love you, Dad.