父亲,美文

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第一篇:《父亲节的美文》

Myfatherwasmyhero

我的父亲是英雄

Myfatherwasmyhero,allthroughoutmylife.

我的父亲就是我的英雄，从始至终

Thefatherofeightchildren,hesawhisshareofstrife.

身为八个孩子的父亲，他明白自己重任在身

WhenIwasverylittle,heappearedtobesolarge.

我小的时候觉得他的身躯是那样伟岸

Inmyeyeshecoulddoanything,weallknewhewasincharge.在我眼里他无所不能，我们都知道他能掌控一切{父亲,美文}.

Hewasamanofgreatstrengthbothphysicallyandinmind,

他的身体和头脑都充满了力量

butinhimtherewasagentleness,hefoundwaystobeoutgoingandkind.但他刚中带柔，他懂得怎样做到随和和友善

Manydaysofchildhoodweregreetedwithakiss,

童年的一天常以他的吻开始

andsongstomeasIawoke,thosedaysIsurelymiss.

醒来便伴着歌声，我着实怀念那些日子

Hemademefeelsospecial,"MissAmerica"hewouldsing.{父亲,美文}.

他给我唱“美国小姐”，让我觉得自己与众不同

IknewIhadmyfather'slove.Itgavemecouragetodoalmostanything.我知道我拥有我父亲的爱，这让我有勇气面对世上所有的挑战

FromhimIlearnedtostanduptall,tobeproudofwhoIam.从他那里我学到做人要挺直腰板，要为自己骄傲

Strengthanddeterminationwerethequalitiesofthisfineman.力量与决心是这个好人的特质

Astheyearsofhislifedwindleddown,thatstrengthkepthimalive.当他渐渐老去，这种力量让他保持生机

Plustheunfailingdeterminationtohelpmyailingmotherhavethecaresheneededtosurvive.

这种不败的决心还帮助我体弱多病的母亲得到了必要的照顾

Helovedherandhischildren,somuchhegaveupyearsofhislife他爱他的妻子和孩子，他愿意为了他们放弃自己的生活

caringforthiswoman,hissoulmate,hiswife.

他花时间照顾这个女人，他的灵魂伴侣，他的妻子

Dayandnighthestruggledforyearswithherdisease.

夜以继日，他与她的疾病抗争

Alessermanwouldhavebeenbroughtdowntohisknees.

若是一个意志薄弱的人恐怕早已被打倒

Withillnessesofhisown,hestillstoodbyherside

但哪怕自己也疾病缠身，他依旧站在她的身旁

caringforherandlovingheruntilthedayshedied.

照顾她爱她直到她的生命终止

Twentydayslaterhisowntimewasatanend.

20天后他随她而去

Ilostmyhero,myfather,amanwhowasmyfriend.

我失去了我的英雄，我的父亲，我的朋友

Afewyearshavepassed,andlifejustisn'tthesame.许多年过去了，生活变了样

ButasFather'sDayapproaches,Iwillcelebratehisname.但每当父亲节临近，我还是会在心里念他的名字

WithprayerstohimandGodabovetostaybymyside,我为他祈祷，相信上帝会在我身旁

towatchovermeandguideme,tolookdownonmewithpride.他看护我、指引着我、骄傲地望着我

ForIammyfather'sdaughter,onedaywewillmeetagain.我是我父亲的女儿，总有一天我们会再见

ButuntilthenIwillremember,andthelovewillneverend.到那时我还会记得，这份爱永远不会结束

第二篇:《怀念父亲(一篇感人的文章)》

怀念父亲

晚饭之后，看着丈夫坐在沙发上逗宝宝玩，父女两咯咯咯地笑个不停，让我不禁想起了我的父亲。或许真如大家说的“女儿是父亲上辈子的情人”，我的父亲也是格外地疼我。小时候时常撒娇要父亲背我，父亲身高一米八多，有着结实的臂膀和宽厚的肩背，伏在父亲背上是那么的温暖、那么的舒服！

父亲是个热心人，村里哪家有些红白喜事忙不开了，他总是随喊随到，做事麻利又快又好，人家都叫他“快师傅”，又喜欢唱歌，不管在路上还是田间都能听到他嘹亮的歌声。村子里的人都喜欢他，因为他，村里的人对我也很好。

父母希望我们能摆脱面朝黄土背朝天的生活，过上好日子。经常说，爸妈没文化，这辈子就这样了，你一定要好好学习，今后要跳出农门！上学之后，父亲更加呵护我，家里农活再忙也要接我放学，上五年级时，父亲已经40多岁了，遇到雨雪天气时，怕我摔跤还是坚持要背着我。我也没让父亲失望，一直班级前三，每当老师在父亲面前夸讲我，父亲就好开心，走起路来腰挺得更直了、歌唱得更亮了！

升初中时，家里的收入已经支撑不起兄妹三人的学费，亲戚介绍父亲去外地打工，父亲说：“闺女上初中了，路远，我得教会她骑自行车了再去！”暑假里，父亲手把手教会了我骑自行车。开学第一天他送我去报到，见到老师就递一支香烟过去：“老师您好，这是我闺女，您多照顾啊！”我躲在父亲身后拽着他的衣服怯怯地跟老师打招呼，一步也不敢离开。一周后父亲便外出打工了，睡梦中的我依稀感

觉到了父亲摸着我的脸，轻声说了声：“闺女啊，爹走了啊。”醒来之后知道父亲真的走了，才大哭一场。从此以后，就经常听到邻居隔着好几户人家扯着嗓子喊：“小敏！你爸来电话啦！”然后我就赶紧往外跑！

后来高考落榜，父亲非要我复读，我明白家庭已经支付不起哥哥弟弟和我的学费，坚持找工作为家里减轻点负担。父亲拧不过我，气的直抽自己嘴巴子，哭着说：“都怪爹没能啊„„”我就抱着他，一边安慰他一边哭。随后父亲送我去合肥，我坐在火车里看着父亲的身影渐渐的消失在纷扰的人群中，才发现父亲已经那样的苍老，曾经宽阔挺拔的背不知道什么时候变得那样伛偻„„2006年进入了江淮重工，父亲才放宽心，别人问到我在哪上班，他都会高兴地笑着对别人说，我家丫头在江淮上班呐！那段时间父亲仿佛又回到了年轻的时候。可惜好景不长，2008年父亲被查出患有直肠癌中晚期，噩耗仿佛晴天霹雳一般为整个家庭笼罩了一层阴沉的乌云。我们不顾父亲的反对东借西凑给父亲做了手术和化疗，手术后在家休息了一年，恢复的不错，大家心里稍慰。然而父亲为了尽快还清债务，不顾我们的反对再次外出打工。紧接着令人绝望的消息传来了，父亲的病情复发并恶化！只能放化疗来延续生命„„几个月后，父亲身体突变，消瘦了，憔悴了，头发没了，连站起来的力气都没了，曾经高大的身躯、结实的臂膀、宽厚的肩背已萎缩成了一团，我趴在父亲床前，握住他的手就像抓着一把干柴一样。一阵阵心如刀绞，强忍着不让父亲看到我哭，弟弟告诉我，他抱父亲一点不吃力，因为父亲才几十斤重。我走到门{父亲,美文}.

外嚎啕大哭，哭得浑身发抖，眼睁睁看着父亲离去却无能为力，心里万分难过、害怕、无助、绝望„„父亲最终还是带着遗憾永远地离开了我们，没有留下任何遗言。我们都知道，他也不想离开我们。妈妈说父亲生前最不放心我：走路老摔跤、性格急、脾气大，念着盼着看到你嫁个好人家，生个小外孙给他带。{父亲,美文}.

父亲已经离开三年了，如今的我已经改掉好多坏毛病，有了幸福的家庭，有了一个健康可爱的宝宝，马上又要搬新家了。父亲，您在天堂能看到吗？下辈子还要做你的女儿，再续父女情缘。{父亲,美文}.

朱敏

第三篇:《父亲节美文》

TheToaster

Dadsdon’tneedtobetallandbroad-shoulderedandhandsomeandclever.Lovemakesthemso.

PamBrown

Whenselectinggiftsforothers,atoasterprobablytopsthelistofriskyitems.It’sfineforacousinyoubarelyrememberoranineptbachelorwhocan’tmastermuchmorethanbreadandpeanutbutter;it’sdefinitelytabooforyourwifeonherbirthdayoryourweddinganniversary.ButthetoastermyfatherboughtformewasoneofthemosttouchingandmemorablegiftsIhadeverreceived.

Duringmythirdyearofuniversity,Ihadgonehomefortheweekendtomyparents’farmwhereIhadgrownup.Mostoftheweekendhadbeenspentcatchingupwithmysisters,chattingwithmymomandrecountingstoriesaboutmyclasses,myroommates,myboyfriendofthemoment.IhadevenbroughthomesomephotosofthecheaptownhouseIhadrentedwithtwootherstudents.Mymomandsistersroaredwithlaughterastheycameuponapictureofmedesperatelyfanningasmokealarmwithonehandandgraspingapieceofblacktoastwiththeother(atemperamentalsecondhandtoasterwasanongoingjokeatourstudenthouse).Myfather,asusual,wasonthefringeofthisnoisyfemaleworld.

Onthelastdayofmyweekendathome,Istoodoverthekitchensink,myhandsimmersedinsteaming,soapywater,andgazedoutthewindowtowardstheshedwheremyfatherwasworking.Heandhishiredmanwereleaningoveramanurespreader,examiningaxlesandchains,tappinghereandtherewithwrenches.AsIwatchedthetwoofthem,intentandpurposeful,IrecalledthetimesthatIhadjoinedmyfatherinthatshed,handinghimtools,holdingrustyfragmentsoffarmequipmentasrequested,butmostlywatching,asIwasnow,notreallypartofthepicture.Iwasanoutsider,aforeignerinthisworldofgreaseanddirtandsteel.Iwonderedthenwhattheytalkedaboutwhiletheyworked.Theweather?Thehockeygame?Nothingatall?Thatsecretmaleworldofbarnyardconversationseemedbeyondmygrasp.Intruth,Iimaginednothingmorethanessentialgrunts,orders,requests,curses,sighsofsuesses.Itwouldbenothingliketheendlesschatsessionsthatmymother,mysistersandIenjoyed,sprawledacrossoneofthefarmhouse’slargebeds.

Onthisparticularday,duringthelastcoupleofhoursbeforeIwouldreturntothecityforschool,IfeltanoverwhelmingsenseoflossasIwatchedmyfatherinthatworldofhis,whichseemedsoremotetome.Iwonderedifhepreferredthisseeminglyvoluntaryisolation,orifhetoolongedtobepartofaworldthatseemedequallyremoteandimpossibleforhimtoreach.

Havingfinishedthelunchdishes,Iwentupstairstodosomefinalreading,packmythingsandgetreadyforthehour-longdrivebacktouniversity.Iwastopickupmymotherfromworkattwoo’clocksothatshecoulddrivemeback.Ihadheardmydadeinfromthebarn;Iheardtheshowerandtheelectricrazorandthenoisydrawersofhisdresseropeningandclosing.Whenheemergedfromhisroom,Inoticedhiscleanshirtandpantsandwonderedwherehewasheadingfortheafternoon.ThirtyminuteslaterIdescendedthestairs,bagsandbooksweighingmedownasIheadedforthecar.Dadstoodinthedoorwaytosaygood-byeasIhurriedlycrammedmybaggageintothebackandgotintothedriver’sseat.

WhenIarrivedatmymother’sworkplace,shewassurprisedtoseemealoneinthecarandaskedwhereDadwas.ShetoldmethathehadbeenplanningtoeforthedriveandfinallyseethehouseandtheuniversitywhereIhadspentthepasttwoandahalfyears.ImmediatelyIrealizedwhyhehadshavedandabandonedhisusualpairofgreencoveralls.Hehadintendedtoe,butImadenosignsofinvitinghim.Ihadnoideathathewouldhavewantedtogowithus.Shockedandashamed,IhurriedtoatelephoneboothtocallhomeandtellDadthatwewouldbebackintenminutestopickhimup.

Thistime,Dadslidintothedriver’sseatandIcrawledintothebackbesidemypileofbooksandmysuitcase.Icouldn’tthinkofawordtosay.TheonlythingonmymindwaswhatIhadn’tsaidbefore.Onourwaybackthroughmyhometown,Dadpulledoveronthemainstreetanddisappearedintothelocalhardwarestore.Afewmomentslater,hegotbackintothecarandhandedmeasmallboxcontainingabrand-newtoaster.

“Soundslikeyourgirlscanuseoneofthese,”wasallhesaid.{父亲,美文}.

Ithankedhim,thoughthewords,I’msure,werebarelyaudible.Withthetoasteronmylap,clutchedbetweenmytremblinghands,Istaredatthebackofmyfather’sheadandhisstrong,straightshoulders.Ithoughtofhugginghim,eventouchinghisarmandsayingthanksagain,butwehadneverbeenaustomedtophysicalgesturesofthatsort.Soinstead,Isatandstaredattheshinypictureonthebox.Atthetime,thattoasterseemedtosayenoughforbothofus.

Evennow,onacalmquietmorningasIstareoutofmyownkitchenwindowandwaitforthebreakfasttoasttopopoutofmynewsilvertoaster,Icanstillvividlyrecallthatday,fifteenyearsago.Thatday,whenIhadsatinthebackseatofmyparent’scarwithanothertoasteronmylap,staringatmyfather’shead,tearsrunningdownmycheeks.Sometimesasparentsandaschildren,wecan’talwaysfindawaytoreacheachotherorfindtherightwordstosay.Sometimestherearenowordstosay,butatoasterstillcanwarmmyheart.

第四篇:《美文·悼念父亲》

悼念父亲

今天，2013年11月10日，我们怀着万分沉痛的心情，在这里一起送别一位85岁的老人，我的父亲，胡虞春。首先，我代表全家，衷心感谢各位长辈、领导和亲朋好友、不辞辛苦地为我父亲送行！

我的父亲于1929年4月13日出生于湖北省松滋县沙道观区一个普通农民家中。1949年参加中国人民解放军，1951年加入中国共产党，1952年任湖北军区训练团排长，1957年转业至巴东县粮食局。1986年退休。工作时，担任过多地粮管所的书记、主任，局属饲料公司领导。出席过巴东县党代会，获得过县政府和县委的表彰。我见过他一次又一次让出涨工资的名额，我记得他总是拒绝当选劳模的荣誉。吃苦吃亏在前，享受获益在后。平生嫉恶如仇，一身正气，傲骨凛然。工作就是革命，工作几乎就是全部的生活。改革以后，曾今的高风亮节被低收入取代，他也从没有过怨言。中国老一辈共产党员的节操和胸襟，对信仰的坚定，被他发扬得淋漓尽致。

今天，一个忠贞的共产主义战士将离我们而去。

六十年代，我和妹妹的相继出世，让他如获至宝。他的臂膀，总是我们分享的怀抱，他的膝头，总是我们争抢的高地。因为那可以坐在打着节拍的膝头，或跟他唱歌，或跟他吹口琴，或享受那份独特的亲昵。他每次回家之时侯，就是我们家的盛大节日来临的时侯。四处洋溢的欢声笑语，满屋弥漫的佳肴气息，历历在目。我记得我们第一次骂人，他那严肃的面孔；我记得，我们第一次撒谎，他那威严的语气；不能忘记，他的睿智与幽默，不能忘记，他的宽容与谦让；不麻烦别人，不干扰我们的生活，始终是他与我们相处的信条，即使在离开这个世界的时候，他都仿佛选择了一个不带给别人太多麻烦的日子---星期五。今天，一个慈爱而又威严的父亲将离我们而去。

敬爱的父亲，亲爱的爸爸，您的教导我们永远铭记在心，愿您的在天之灵安息吧！

逝者安心上路，一路走好！生者珍爱生活，快乐健康！再次感谢在场各位的关怀与厚爱！

第五篇:《美文父亲的眼睛》

BobRichards,theformerpole-vaultchampion,sharesamovingstoryaboutaskinnyyoungboywholovedfootballwithallhisheart.Practiceafterpractice,heeagerlygaveeverythinghehad.Butbeinghalfthesizeoftheotherboys,hegotabsolutelynowhere.Atallthegames,thishopefulathletesatonthebenchandhardlyeverplayed.Thisteenagerlivedalonewithhisfather,andthetwoofthemhadaveryspecialrelationship.

Eventhoughthesonwasalwaysonthebench,hisfatherwasalwaysstandingwithcheering.Henevermissedagame.Thisyoungmanwasstillthesmallestoftheclasswhenheenteredhighschool.Buthisfathercontinuedtoencouragehimbutalsomadeitveryclearthathedidnothavetoplayfootballifhedidn'twantto.Buttheyoungmanlovedfootballanddecidedtohanginthere.Hewasdeterminedtotryhisbestateverypractice,andperhapshe'dgettoplaywhenhebecameasenior.Allthroughhighschoolhenevermissedapracticenoragamebutremainedabench-warmerallfouryears.Hisfaithfulfatherwasalwaysinthestands,alwayswithwordsofencouragementforhim.

Whentheyoungmanwenttocollege,hedecidedtotryoutforthefootballteamasawalk-on.Everyonewassurehecouldnevermakethecut,buthedid.Thecoachadmittedthathekepthimontherosterbecausehealwaysputshisheartandsoultoeverypractice,andatthesametime,providedtheothermemberswiththespiritandhustletheybadlyneeded.

Thenewsthathehadsurvivedthecutthrilledhimsomuchthatherushedtothenearestphoneandcalledhisfather.Hisfathersharedhisexcitementandwassentseasonticketsforallthecollegegames.Thispersistentyoungathletenevermissedpracticeduringhisfouryearsatcollege,buthenevergottoplayinagame.

Itwastheendofhislastfootballseason,andashetrottedontothepracticefieldshortlybeforethebigplayoffgame,thecoachmethimwithatelegram.Theyoungmanreadthetelegramandhebecamedeathlysilent.

Swallowinghard,hemumbledtothecoach,Myfatherdiedthismorning.IsitallrightifImisspracticetoday?Thecoachputhisarmgentlyaroundhisshoulderandsaid,Taketherestoftheweekoff,son.Anddon'tevenplantoebacktothegameonSaturday.

Saturdayarrived,andthegamewasnotgoingwell.Inthethirdquarter,whentheteamwastenpointsbehind,asilentyoungmanquietlyslippedintotheemptylockerroomandputonhisfootballgear.Asheranontothesidelines,thecoachandhisplayerswereastoundedtoseetheirfaithfulteammatebacksosoon.Coach,pleaseletmeplay.I'vejustgottoplaytoday.saidtheyoungman.Thecoachpretendednottohearhim.Therewasnowayhewantedtheworstplayerinthiscloseplayoffgame.Buttheyoungmanpersisted,andfinallyfeelingsorryforthekid,thecoachgavein.Allright,hesaid.Youcangoin.Beforelong,thecoach,theplayersandeveryoneinthestandscouldnotbelievetheireyes.Thislittleunknown,whohadneverplayedbeforewasdoingeverythingright.Theopposingteamcouldnotstophim.Heran,hepassed,blockedlikeastar.

Histeambegantotriumph.Thescorewassoontied.Intheclosingsecondsofthegame,thiskidinterceptedapassandranallthewayforthewinningtouchdown.Thefansbrokeloose.Histeammateshoistedhimontotheirshoulders.Suchcheeringyouneverheard.

Helookedatthecoach,withtearsinhiseyes,andsaid,Well,youknewmydaddied,butdidyouknowthatmydadwasblind?Theyoungmanswallowedhardandforcedasmile,Dadcametoallmygames,buttodaywasthefirsttimehecouldseemeplay,andIwantedtoshowhimIcoulddoit!from:tjac237./yyylc/jgssgjj240./21dyx/cfxx214./lhdyx/nhsllb244./21djq/adac239./21djq/