I adore him (1)

He has a heart like gold, as pure as jasmine, but he can not express his love for his family, but I know his love.

His round cake face has a pair of small eyes, which reveal fierce eyes, a pair of eloquent mouth and a full face of whiskers.

It was last spring. I went to my aunt's house with him by bus. At that time, I got on the bus with him. When we got on the bus, there were only two seats left. We sat on the seats respectively. The bus was like a runaway wild horse, moving forward quickly. When we arrived at Sanye Village, the bus stopped. An old woman got on the bus. Her weather beaten face was full of wrinkles. It seemed that she had experienced the test of years, and no one on the bus offered her a seat. The old woman had to helplessly hold the handle of the bus, and the bus suddenly stopped at the intersection of the traffic lights. The old woman almost fell down. He left her seat without thinking and said politely to her, "Grandma, please sit down!" The old woman repeatedly refused. He said, "You see you are so old, you'd better sit down!" When the old woman saw her, she no longer refused to sit down.

He is not only helpful, but also good at craftsmanship. I remember that it was last spring when my mother went to Taizhou to have a physical examination. Only me and him were left. I felt my stomach, which had been growling for a long time. The sunshine made my greedy insects even more hungry. I felt powerless and said to him, "My stomach is so hungry!" He said to me, "Then you can try the rice I cooked with great skill today." With that, he cut the only beef left in the refrigerator into pieces, fried green peppers, scallions, etc., poured them on the rice, and put the rice into the microwave oven together. Soon, the delicious covered rice was finished, and we ate with relish.

This helpful person with good craftsmanship is my father, who deserves my respect and respect.

I adore him (2)

When I was young, he became my favorite person, or my idol.

First, his tall head. good heavens! It's more than one meter and eight meters high. Compared with my short stature, it's really nothing. So every morning, I would pull his face and call his ears and kick his buttocks to wake him up, and then let him sit on the ground. I would back to back with him, and then use my hands to make a gesture. Turn around and see, alas, just to the waist! Later, when I returned to my room in frustration, I looked unconvinced and said to him: "Wait, I will be as tall as you when I grow up. No, I will be as tall as you." Then I stretched out my arms. He smiled and said, "Well, I'll wait. But be careful not to get married!" I blushed and shouted, "I hate it!"

Only now do I find myself bragging.

Second, his unparalleled memory. Competition recites ancient poems, he easily beats me; After learning the chemical equation in the competition, he won the championship easily. Hum, what's your pride. I muttered unconvinced. "I'm proud, I'm proud! Ha ha ha..." He added fuel to the fire: "Wait, I will win you next time!" I put down the challenge book, then made a face, and conveniently took some biscuits from the table, and fled back to the room while eating. Angry, he jumped up from the chair and said loudly to me, "Hey, that biscuit is mine!" "Bah, stingy, just ignore him!

However, up to now, I seem to have taken his "N times things".

Third, of course, it is his invincible good temper. "Hey, I said, why can't you do this question? Pigs are smarter than you!" His serious face made me laugh, "hahaha... Pigs are smarter than me, why don't you teach pigs? You must learn faster than me!" He laughed too. Look at his mouth. It's so big. It's really a lack of quality. When I saw the red Fuji apple on the table, I suddenly had evil thoughts. "Haha......" I picked up the apple quickly and put it in his mouth as quickly as I could. "Hmm..." He opened his innocent eyes, took down the apple with his hands, gasped, and looked at me "ferociously"! No, there was a flash of light in my mind and I quickly escaped from the room. Alas, it's all my fault that I failed in sports. He caught me and scratched me

There are many places I admire him, but I can't inherit more of his good genes. To be exact, he is my dear father!

I adore him (3)

He has an oval face, a pair of bright eyes with kind eyes, and a cluster of curled hair on his forehead. If the barber cuts these three "hairs" carelessly, he will be "angry" and silent.
He always rubbed my hands and face with his prickly beard, tickling me. What impressed me most was his big hand, which was thick and warm. Every time I walked, I always held his little finger. I believe you all guessed that he is my beloved father!
Dad is my good father. Not only does he work carefully, but also his housework is absolutely unambiguous. He is a real "homemaker". My mother can't cook, so my father has become my imperial cook. My father has many specialty dishes, such as "cold kelp", "braised hairtail", "garlic and zucchini"... Among them, "beer chicken" is the most memorable thing for me, a veteran food eater. Look, he is working hard! He first put some oil in the pot, and then quickly poured the chicken into the pot when the oil was hot. With the sound of "Zi", the pot "Teng" burst into flames! I was so worried: Oh, what should I do? It's on fire! Dad calmly picked up the handle of the pot and shook the pot, hoping that every chicken in the pot could be heated evenly, and at the same time, the flame could be eliminated. The chicken nuggets happily flipped 360 degrees in the pot, and then accurately landed in the pot. But the flame was arrogant, and a strong counterattack came, which made Dad's beloved "three hairs" burn, and then he became a veritable "handsome pot". In order to ensure the taste of the dishes, Dad did not care about the "three hairs". He quickly added salt, sugar, onion, ginger and other spices to the pot, and finally poured a whole bottle of beer into the pot, and then covered the pot and stewed for 20 minutes. After a while, the beer chicken came out of the pot and was put on the plate! My father brought the fragrant and bright red beer chicken to my nose, and then put it on the table. How can I stand the temptation of salivating for 3000 feet? I can't wait to pick up a piece of chicken in my mouth. "Ah! The chicken is fresh, tender and delicious, and the whole bottle of beer instead of water is perfectly integrated into the chicken, so that the chicken has no fishy smell or bitter taste of beer, but it emits the fragrant malt smell, and also makes the color of the chicken attractive!" My comment caused my mother and I to "fight for the chicken", and we swept away like a whirlwind. "Leave some for me!" Dad shouted in the kitchen. My mother and I looked at the table and said in unison, "There are only chicken bones and chicken skin left!" I saw my father's mouth open into a "0" shape and his eyes wide and round.
An able and considerate father is the most handsome when cooking. He supports our warm and happy home with love. I don't worship big stars, big heroes, big celebrities. I most admire my father!

I adore him (4)

"The river has gone to the east, the waves have gone out, and the heroes have gone through the ages..." In the long history of five thousand years in China, how many heroes can we always remember in our hearts? beyond count. But what I admire most is Xiang Yu, the king of Chu.

Xiang Yu was born in 232 BC and died in 202 BC. But in his short life of 30 years, he has experienced countless storms. Xiang Yu became the leader of various anti Qin rebel armies at the age of 25, dominated the Central Plains at the age of 27, bid farewell to his concubine at the age of 29, and committed suicide in Wujiang at the age of 30.

Xiang Yu should have been the emperor in his life, but because of his conceited character, he missed many of the best military strategists and strategists at that time, such as Chen Ping, Han Xin, Ying Bu and Fan Zeng, which led to his being able to dominate rather than become the emperor.

However, Xiang Yu's military talent is not boasted. First, Xiang Yu attacked the State of Wei with 50000 troops, and won the battle with an overwhelming force. Second: Liu Bang used 650000 cavalry to hunt down Xiang Yu, who had only 30000 elite cavalry, and let him escape successfully.

But what I admire most about Xiang Yu is the battle of Wujiang River. In 202 BC, Liu Bang, the king of the Han Dynasty, and Xiang Yu fought for the world. Xiang Yu was trapped in Gaixia by Liu Bang. At night, he heard that Chu was besieged on all sides, thinking that Chu was completely lost. When the soldiers in the Chu camp heard the song of their hometown, their morale was broken and they fled in succession. The King of Chu felt like a knife in his heart when he saw that the situation had gone. Xiang Yu fled all the way to Wujiang and met the pavilion chief of Wujiang. The pavilion chief advised Xiang Yu to return to Jiangdong in order to make a comeback. However, Xiang Yu refused because he had no face to see Jiangdong's parents, and gave the pavilion chief his horse.

Li Qingzhao, a poet in the Song Dynasty, said of Xiang Yu that he was a hero in life and a ghost in death. Up to now, I miss Xiang Yu and refuse to cross Jiangdong.

Sad, Xiang Yu, the King of Chu!

I adore him (5)

There was a burst of passionate national anthem on TV, and a Chinese man with light feet, dressed in the national flag, stood on the podium of the champion of the hurdle race. He is the pride of our Chinese --- Liu Xiang.

Let's switch to the scene of the Olympic Games: Liu Xiang, a tall track and field athlete, is preparing for the Games. I prayed silently in front of the TV, hoping that he could win the gold medal and win honor for the country.

With a starting gun, the game began. Liu Xiang's vigorous body is like a brave steed, crossing one "roadblock" after another. Although Liu Xiang started a few seconds slower than others, he finally caught up after some catching up. I was really worried about him just now. There were 10 columns left. Come on, Liu Xiang! 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5...... I am counting down in my heart. Win! Liu Xiang was the first to cross the last hurdle. He broke the world record and became the champion of the 110m hurdle race. The field was filled with loud cheers, applause and shouts, which were deafening. Many people were so excited that they shed tears.

After the Olympic Games, Liu Xiang did not feel proud, but continued to exercise every day. After repeated efforts, he broke the previous record again, and his performance became better and better.

I believe that he will achieve better results in the near future.

I admire Liu Xiang, his speed like flying, and his quality of perseverance and perseverance. I must work hard like Liu Xiang to achieve better results!