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Family and friendship narrative composition 800 words are urgently needed, not lyrical! It's time to write a narrative composition, and I'll do it today.

Father's love, in my name.

My father didn't use my name. My father is an out-and-out farmer and out-and-out illiterate. At the time of my full moon, my father specially invited a famous fortune teller in the village and learned that I was LMNT, and because my father wanted me to jump out of a poor mountain village when I grew up, the fortune teller gave me such a name: Jinxiang. However, because of this name, my childhood was very lonely-my friends often played the "war" game and wouldn't let me join-and they would say like books: Jinxiang, what bad luck it is to surrender today! So he left me alone. That feeling is beyond my father's consideration.

(2) My father's bad temper, I don't know whether it is because he didn't go to school for a day, or because he was busy with heavy farm work but still couldn't get rid of poverty, which led to his years of unhappiness and irritability. Coupled with his eagerness for success, it constitutes his unique way of disciplining me-calling out the baby's promise! And my hatred for my father, it is in this kind of abuse, intensified, intensified.

(3) When I received the college admission notice, I rushed to the top of the mountain and cried, not because I would have a bright future after ten years of cold window, but because I could finally get rid of my father's control and realize my dream of not seeing him! Therefore, I am dismissive of the joy of my thrifty father's banquet and busy entertaining the villagers who came to congratulate me; So, when I rushed out of the house, I was so anxious that I didn't hesitate, regardless of my father's sadness. ...

(4) In the first two years of studying in the provincial capital, I didn't go home once, nor did I write a letter to my father seriously. Even every time I receive his client's living expenses, I just write something like "the money has been received, don't worry". It was not until my junior year that my father sent me a letter that my soul and conscience were strongly shocked, and I began to know how to read and chew the heavy fatherly love that was repeatedly ignored and hated in my life.

My father asked my little nephew in junior high school to write the letter. There's nothing urgent, just asking me if I'm okay. I wrote a few pages credibly, only because my little nephew explained in detail the reason for his father's letter, saying that his father had a dream that night, only because there is a saying in his hometown that he dreamed that his big teeth would kill his relatives. The father's first thought is his son who left home to study abroad.

6. After reading this, I scoffed at my father's superstitious behavior and even became angry. At the end of the letter, my nephew told a story that surprised him, saying that he was spreading out a piece of paper and wanted to write, but he suddenly stopped because he couldn't remember my name at the moment. The result was reprimanded by his father: "It's a pity that the son of a bitch has read so many books and has a poor memory. It's called Jinxiang! " "Golden Auspicious", the little nephew chanted and wrote it on paper. "Write wrong! Wrong writing! " The little nephew said that his father looked at the name he had just written and shouted. Then, he grabbed the pen from his hand, wrote the word "Jinxiang" on the paper, and whispered, "This is the only word I know in my life!" The little nephew said that he was too shocked to speak. He said, you know, the whole village knows that Mr. Zhong doesn't know a word, including his own name!

⑦ This is fatherly love! Apart from fatherly love, this strange and real phenomenon can't be explained! At that moment, my ignorant, rough and numb soul was deeply burned and awakened because of my hatred for my father! I couldn't help but burst into tears. I walked to my hometown with a letter in my hand and suddenly knelt down. ...

Article analysis

Analyze the protagonist of the article: father

Character image: hard-working, love children, implicit feelings, single education method, no culture.

The author's emotion: the father's love for his children; The child's incomprehension of the father's love is deeply understood in the end.

Center of the article: The author expressed his deep fatherly love in this article.