Father-daughter emotional composition

Father-daughter emotional composition: the more peach blossoms bloom, the more brilliant they become.

Zhao Jie, Tian Tao Experimental Middle School, Nanning

Outside the fence wrapped in silver, peach blossoms are in full bloom in March. Pink petals, like crystals carefully carved by craftsmen, are slightly closed, some are naturally relaxed, and the breeze gently sweeps away, making spring tremble and sway together. And my father, standing among the flowers, is a little old and blooming with the flowers.

I carefully put a pen between my fingers and a rolled-up exercise book under my arm. I pushed open the balcony door and saw my father holding his younger brother and enjoying the newly blooming flowers leisurely among the flowers. I don't want to ruin this warm picture, but ... Yu Guang glanced at the exercise book under his arm, and those math problems that puzzled me seemed to push me forward. I hesitated for a while and finally took a step. "Huh?" When I approached my father, my eyes suddenly lit up: the peach branches that were bare last month are now full of pink flowers. The flowers are clustered in the green leaves, which really makes people fondle. "Ah, how did you come out? Didn't you say there was a lot of homework? " My father heard my footsteps and turned to ask. His kind smile became softer and softer against the peach blossom.

"I ... want to ask you a question." I hesitated because I haven't spoken to my father for a long time. "Are you free?"

"Why can't I be free when my daughter comes to consult? Come, what's the topic? " With a smile in his eyes, my father naturally took the pen and exercise book from me and taught me to calculate. I stood beside him, held my brother for him and listened to him carefully. Listening, my eyes involuntarily turned to his face. I was surprised to find that my father's deep side face was covered with wrinkles! The peach tree behind him, under his careful cultivation, has blossomed into a beautiful posture and is no longer as skinny as before.

"How beautiful!" I can't help shouting. Looking at the gorgeous petals, the past and my father's forest emerged in front of me, making me apologize for not knowing how to repay. "Yes, when I bought it last year, there were only one or two flowers on a branch. As long as you have the heart, even the weak plants can glow with infinite vitality! " Dad stopped writing and sighed. My heart moved and I turned to look at my father. He stood in front of the peach tree, and the brilliant flower shadow was reflected on his face by the sunset glow. The stretched petals seem to be connected with his blood, which makes his figure more and more tall and straight, and the bright light also illuminates my sight. "I believe they will bloom more brilliantly next year." I said it seriously and smiled at my father.

I decided to write down this dazzling figure with my heart, silently cultivate the blood-related emotion between my father and me, and make it more and more brilliant one day, like this burning peach blossom!

(Instructor: Liang Yugui)

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The detailed description of this article is quite ingenious, and the language expression is also full of poetry, which shows the profound foundation of the young author. This is a small matter, ask dad. If you just write, it will be very thin. The little author uses peach blossoms to connect the feelings between father and daughter, and combines his own understanding of growth and love for his father to make the article colorful. The peach blossom at the end symbolizes my father's expectation and determination to "me", which is both topical and intriguing.