我的傻瓜爸爸 篇一
小时候,我总是觉得我的爸爸是个傻瓜。他总是做一些看似愚蠢的事情,让我感到很难理解。但是随着年龄的增长,我渐渐理解到,我的爸爸并不傻,他只是用一种独特的方式表达自己。
记得有一次,我在学校里遇到了一点困难,我感到很沮丧。回到家后,我把这件事告诉了爸爸,希望他能给我一些建议。然而,爸爸并没有像我期望的那样给我一些建议,而是开始讲起了他年轻时的故事。他说他也遇到过类似的问题,但是他通过努力和坚持最终克服了困难。听着爸爸的故事,我感到很无奈,觉得他并没有理解我的困境。我心里想着,他到底是个傻瓜吗?
然而,几天后,我渐渐明白了爸爸的用意。他并不是不理解我的问题,而是希望我能通过他的故事找到解决问题的方法。他想告诉我,不要轻易放弃,要坚持下去。这一切都是出于他对我的关心和爱。我意识到,爸爸并不傻,他只是与众不同,用一种独特的方式表达自己。
我的傻瓜爸爸总是有一些奇怪的爱好。他喜欢收集各种奇特的石头,然后把它们放在玻璃瓶里摆放在书架上。每当我问他为什么要收集这些石头时,他总是笑着说:“每个石头都有自己的故事,它们是大自然的杰作。”我总是无法理解他对这些普通的石头的热爱,觉得他真是个傻瓜。
然而,有一天,我突然明白了爸爸的石头收集的意义。我在书架上看到了一块石头,它是我小时候在海边拾起的,我曾经把它当作玩具,但是因为长大后对它失去了兴趣,就把它丢在了一边。看到这块石头,我想起了小时候的快乐时光。我意识到,爸爸的石头收集不仅仅是对大自然的敬畏,更是对生活中美好回忆的珍视。
我的傻瓜爸爸教会了我很多东西。他教会了我坚持不懈、面对困难、珍视回忆。他的方式虽然与众不同,但却是出于对我的关爱。我明白了,爸爸并不傻,他只是用一种独特的方式表达自己。我感到非常幸运,能有这样一个傻瓜爸爸,他让我的生活更加丰富多彩。
我的傻瓜爸爸 篇三
我的爸爸是傻瓜,我爱我的傻瓜爸。
My father is a fool. I love my stupid father.
说我的爸爸傻,一点也不假。妈妈成天挂在嘴上,说我爸爸傻人吉相,傻瓜傻福。我也知道我的爸爸确实有点儿傻。他在家里常常做错事……做菜不是忘了放盐,就是忘了放味精。烧饭不是烧糊了就是没有把米煮熟。有一次,他居然吃馍沾墨汁,我们都哈哈大笑,他不但不笑,还傻声傻腔地说:“好吃,好吃。”
It's true that my father is stupid. My mother always said t
hat my father is a fool, a fool. I also know that my father is a bit silly. He often does wrong at home I forgot to put salt or monosodium glutamate in cooking. Cooking is either burnt or not cooked. Once, we all laughed when he even ate a bun dipped in ink. He not only didn't laugh, but also said in a silly voice: "delicious, delicious."有一天早晨,我们正在吃早餐,爸爸刚吃一口,抬头一看表,就急忙拎起衣服往厂里跑。妈妈说:“不要紧,他一会就会回来的。”果然不出所料,不大一会儿,爸爸回来了。原来他忘了是星期天。
One morning, we were having breakfast. As soon as Dad took a bite and looked up at his watch, he hurriedly picked up his clothes and ran to the factory. Mom said, "it doesn't matter. He will come back later." As expected, not long after that, Dad came back. He forgot it was Sunday.
前年暑假里的一天,我们全家人正在吃午餐,忽然乌云翻滚,霎时间倾盆大雨铺天盖地落下来,爸爸慌忙拿起家里唯一的一件雨衣就往外跑,我和妈妈连声喊“豆酱……”可爸爸好象没听见似的,一个劲往雨里钻。我们只好眼睁睁地看着大雨把墙头上的一盆豆酱冲走。一会儿,雨停了,爸爸像个落汤鸡,气喘吁吁地奔进门就问:“你们怎么样?”妈妈气冲冲地说:“我们,我们,你心里哪有我们!”爸爸“嘿嘿”地傻笑两声,一边脱下上衣拧水,一边陪着笑脸说:“厂里进口的两袋原料放在窗口旁,我猛然想起下班时没有关窗口,幸好及时赶到,要不然,要不然……哎──亏你还是个党员呢!是我这个千把人的厂重要,还是你那盆豆酱重要?这可是个原则问题啊!”“原则”是什么问题,我心里小声嘀咕着。
One day in the summer vacation the year before last, our family was having lunch. Suddenly, the dark clouds rolled, and suddenly the rain poured down. Dad hurriedly picked up the only raincoat at home and ran out. My mother and I shouted "bean paste..." But dad didn't seem to hear him. He went into the rain with all his strength. We had to watch the heavy rain wash away a pot of soy sauce on the wall. After a while, the rain stopped. Dad ran into the door like a drowned rat, panting and asking, "how are you doing?" Mother said angrily, "we, we, where do you have us in your heart!" My father giggled twice, taking off his coat and wringing the water, while accompanying his smiling face, he said: "the two bags of raw materials imported from the factory are placed by the window. I suddenly remembered that I didn't close the window when I got off work. Fortunately, I arrived in time, otherwise, otherwise Ah - thank you for being a party member! Is my factory of thousands of people important, or is your pot of soy sauce important? It's a matter of principle! " What is the problem of "principle", I murmured in my heart.
现在,我才知道爸爸一点也不傻。我跟爸爸比起来,还差得很远。等我长大了,我也要像爸爸那样,做一个大大的傻瓜。我的爸爸是傻瓜,我爱我的傻瓜爸。
Now, I know dad is not stupid at all. I'm far from dad. When I grow up, I will be a big fool like my father. My father is a fool. I love my stupid father.