My father seldom talks, whether at home or outside. Although I have little communication with my father and seldom ask about my life, I still love my father in my heart. Last night, my father was drunk and quarreled with my mother for several days. They didn't talk much for a month, and all they ate was their own food. I usually have dinner with my mother, and sometimes I try to mediate. You can only start with your father. My mother is in poor health. She is angry with her father. I am anxious, too.
He drank too much last night. As soon as he came back, he tried to find fault. Later, when he threw my homework away, I lost my mind. I remembered the old photos and the way he hit my mother. I'm crazy. I grabbed my father's face and scratched his neck. Maybe I was too excited. I didn't expect me to be so strong. I saw a little red dot on my father's face. I love my father. Every night when he comes home late, I call ahead and look downstairs from time to time. Now I think I really shouldn't have done this last night. I regret it. He drank, but I was sober, but I lost my mind. I feel very guilty and uncomfortable. That feeling is worse than being scratched on your face. I really hope that mom and dad can live in harmony. Mom has never been easy in her life. Her health is not good at all. My heart is more inclined to her. Dad, I'm sorry. I won't do it again.
You can blame me, I am not the father of a good child. Please adopt it.
2. Dad was drunk and wrote a composition. Father loves to drink and is called a "drunk".
That's because when he is drunk, his whole face will be red all day. No, he's out drinking again.
When I came home from school in the afternoon, I smelled the wine as soon as I walked into the house. "A thousand miles of fragrance", the air sent a smell of alcohol to my nose.
I walked into my father's bedroom and saw him sleeping on the bed, blushing like a red apple. Oh, my God, I drank more than ever this time.
Mother came in with a bowl and called her father several times before waking up her drunken father. Mother gave her father a bowl of glucose water to sober up.
Dad saw me after drinking and said, "Xinxin, don't you want to buy clothes?" Go, I'll take you to buy clothes. " Oh, my god, dad won't go crazy after drinking.
My mother just bought me clothes at noon today, and my father also took out money to buy clothes for my mother. Did you forget it so soon? No wonder, dad hasn't woken up yet! Well, he fell asleep in bed again.
3. Dad is drunk. Composition (400 words) Last night, my mother and I were reading in the room when we suddenly heard the doorbell ring. I asked, "Who are you?" ? He said, "I'm your father." I don't think his voice is like my father. I said, "Who are you? Are you a wolf? " He said, "I work with your father" and then opened the door. My mom and I saw him holding my dad, and then my mom helped him to the sofa. I brought him a basin to vomit. My mother said I was a good boy who was considerate of my father. Father vomited two pots in a row. When he went to sleep in the study, he put a pot of flowers beside him. When he turned the corner, he sat on the flower bitten by the dog. I covered my mouth and nose with a towel and called "flowers, flowers" twice. My mother helped my father go back to where he slept. One of my little bears is still under study. I tiptoed quietly and took the bear toy back to my room.
I don't think it's good for dad to drink like this. He assured me that he would never drink again. I hope he is in good health.
4. Dad is drunk. Composition (400 words) Last night, my mother and I were reading in the room when we suddenly heard the doorbell ring. I asked, "Who are you?" ? He said, "I'm your father." I don't think his voice is like my father. I said, "Who are you? Are you a wolf? " He said, "I work with your father" and then opened the door. My mom and I saw him holding my dad, and then my mom helped him to the sofa. I brought him a basin to vomit. My mother said I was a good boy who was considerate of my father. Father vomited two pots in a row. When he went to sleep in the study, he put a pot of flowers beside him. When he turned the corner, he sat on the flower bitten by the dog. I covered my mouth and nose with a towel and called "flowers, flowers" twice. My mother helped my father go back to where he slept. One of my little bears is still under study. I tiptoed quietly and took the bear toy back to my room.
I don't think it's good for dad to drink like this. He assured me that he would never drink again. I hope he is in good health.
5. Dad is drunk. Dad is drunk.
Yesterday my mother took someone to dinner on her birthday. Yesterday, because my mother's relatives and friends were here, I didn't stop him from drinking in order to give him enough face. Later, after the birthday party, my father began to get drunk. I was really wrong this time. I regret letting him drink. He didn't joke with my mother this time, but with me. I finally understand why my mother stopped giving it to him. There are two meanings, one is harmful to my health and the other is annoying.
We went home together after my mother's birthday party. It was only 8: 30 when I saw it. I was going to watch TV on the sofa and was sleeping. I didn't expect my father to joke as soon as he came up. My father has a characteristic that he makes money when he is drunk. On the other hand, I also want to make my father drunk. Dad said he would give me ten dollars, which made him make a joke, and I regretted it. Dad gave me ten yuan, and I was so happy. Let me do this and that. He told me to open the door first. Later, he said that if the door was unlocked, I would give him 50 yuan. I don't agree with his little threat. As soon as I get angry, I'll give it to him 100, 10, and immediately go to my mother and cry ~ ~
Dad immediately said, what's the matter? As soon as I shook hands, he went down to smash the computer desk. Later, he kept coaxing me, but I lost my temper. I ran to the living room to watch TV, and my father said I couldn't watch it. I went to bed at once. After I went to sleep, my dad followed me and gave me my money back. I twisted my head like a stubborn donkey and ignored him. He said, you don't want money, here you are. I said categorically: no, you don't want it, it doesn't matter if you throw it in the trash can. I don't care. Dad said angrily, don't forget. Don't ask me for money in the future. I said, I won't ask you for it. I told my mom I broke up with you, but you didn't give it to me. I asked my mother for it. I don't want your money. Dad muttered and left, sometimes remembering to say something.
The next morning, my mother gave me the money, and I was still angry. I took it and threw it on the floor. We were supposed to have breakfast together, because I went with my mother, and then I went to my grandmother's house to make it up.
Do you think dad hates getting drunk?
6. Father who loves to drink composition Father loves to drink, and everyone who knows him knows it.
It is well known that fathers can drink in a circle of friends. As long as I can remember, I haven't seen my father leave wine at every meal.
Drink beer in summer, beer in winter and white wine. But my father's favorite drink is shochu brewed by my grandfather.
Every Spring Festival, when my father comes home from other places, my grandfather always cooks spring shochu and waits for his father to return. Every time I see their father and son sitting together drinking, they always look very happy, chatting with each other while drinking, as if they have endless words.
After listening to this, maybe you will think that my father is an alcoholic through and through. Oh! You are wrong about this! My father, he drinks moderately.
Growing up, I have seen my father drink countless times, but I have never seen my father get drunk. I remember when I was very young, about three or four years old.
Every time I see my father drinking, I also clamor for it. According to my father, I was not afraid of him at that time.
My father is in great pain. Seeing that I was clamoring for a drink, he simply let me drink his cup. I remember the first time I drank beer, I felt it was bitter and smelly.
When I took the first sip, I was so sad that I even lied to my father. Beer is not good. Father smiled and asked me if I wanted to drink in the future.
Then somehow, I fell in love with drinking beer, too. I used to be afraid of my dad, and I still wanted to drink with him every time he drank.
Of course, it's just a small glass, because dad told me that children can't drink it. I think I'm just a small exception! This continued until I was ten years old. This year, I didn't ask my father for wine again.
I gradually forgot the taste of wine and returned to my first feeling. I think beer tastes bad. It's too bitter. My father and I talk less and less.
Occasionally, a sentence or two at the dinner table is also about learning. Strangely, my father has since become an inaccessible and depressed person in my eyes.
So I left him, and my father became more and more strict with me. Occasionally, a mistake will be loudly reprimanded, which is no longer the previous "tolerance", so that I am more and more afraid of my father and avoid it.
At this time, I feel that everything about my father has changed. The only constant is the glass of wine on the table.
This time, however, my father was drunk and very sad. I ran away from home after quarreling with my mother about some troublesome things.
After wandering in that strange city for four days and four nights, my father found me in a mess. He didn't say anything. After taking me home for a bath, he got on the bus and took me to a famous restaurant nearby.
I ordered a large table of dishes, which, in my opinion, far exceeded our appetite. He asked for several more bottles of beer.
All this is beyond my expectation. I thought he would scold me or even beat me up.
However, no, he opened a bottle of wine, put a cup in front of me, then poured a cup into the cup and said, "drink!" " "I didn't dare to move.
He added, "Drink this glass of wine and fill your stomach, and then we'll talk." The hops in the glass are tumbling, much like my mood at this time.
Father picked up the cup himself and gulped it down. I took a sip of the cup with trembling hands and still felt bitter.
Because I haven't had a good meal for a long time, I put down my cup, picked up chopsticks and wolfed it down. Father drank one cup after another, and his face became more and more ruddy. I have a hunch that he will get drunk tonight.
Suddenly my father stopped, looked at me and said, "Tell me, why?" I put down my chopsticks and looked at my father. At this time, there were four empty wine bottles in front of him. I don't know where I got the courage to shake off all my pent-up feelings in front of my slightly drunk father: "I didn't want to do anything, but I don't understand why you have been more and more harsh on me these years." Say it's for my own good, for my own good? But since I was ten years old, when will you spend my birthday with me and have a good chat with me? The conversation between us seems to be just' study hard and I'll buy you whatever you want'.
And you and mom only know how to make money, feed me, feed my sister and me. I know you love me, but my sister and I need not only material love, but also spiritual love.
I also know that my sister and I have changed rapidly in recent years and become more and more disobedient. Spending money is also extravagant.
Some students are envious, but I envy them more, because they have more love and happiness than I do. "One breath had said these, in the heart seems to be a lot easier.
But my father's face looks more dignified and scary. "Waiter, a few more bottles of wine."
Cried the father. The waiter took four bottles of beer to answer.
Father opened one of the bottles, picked it up and drank it. "dad! You should stop drinking. "
Looking at my father's increasingly red face, I am a little worried that he will hurt his health if he drinks too much. "Dad is ok. Dad understands now. I was wrong before. Dad is sorry for you. "
Father put down the bottle and said to me. I don't know why, my nose is sour and I still have tears.
Suddenly I found that my father was old and the wrinkles on his forehead were deeper and denser. I can't help feeling guilty. My father has done too much for us.
And I ... "Dad! I feel sorry for you. Don't drink any more, too much will hurt your health. "
I whispered. At this time, my father was about to stop holding the bottle, slowly put down his hand and said, "Let's go! Let's go home! " My father stood up, shook himself, put his hands on the table, paid the bill, and I helped my father out of the restaurant.
I think my father drank too much, so he can't drive. So I used my father's mobile phone to call my uncle, and soon my uncle came.
He drove my father and me back. Father went home and fell asleep, sleeping for two days and two nights.
This is the first time I have seen my father drunk. I believe that was the last time I got drunk.
Really! Believe me, my daughter won't make you so sad again! Sorry, father! "Drinking too much wine will hurt your health!" .
7. Dad, please don't drink composition [Dad, please don't drink composition] Dad, please don't drink composition. Once my father was drunk on his birthday, flushed and full of nonsense. I cried when I saw this situation. Dad, please don't drink the composition. Remembering that my father said that I was not allowed to eat sugar, I agreed with my father that if I didn't eat sugar, he couldn't drink, and a friend could only drink two cups at most. I'll grab my cup and stop him from drinking. But once when I called my father, I found that he was drinking again, and my tears fell: "Dad, didn't we agree not to drink?" Dad immediately said, "Good boy, don't cry. I don't drink. I'll be back in ten minutes! " "I said," ok, be careful on the road! "I don't want my father to drink, because drinking is bad for my health, and driving after drinking is also very dangerous. Please don't drink, dad, for the first grade of primary school. Please don't drink. Write a 200-word primary school composition (/).
8. Help me write a story about my father getting drunk. Because he is busy with work and socializing, he often drinks, sometimes gets drunk, and occasionally brings friends home to drink and entertain himself.
I wonder, why does dad drink? Is drinking good for your health? I didn't know until I checked the information that excessive drinking is harmful to the body and will lead to coronary heart disease, hyperlipidemia, arteriosclerosis and other diseases. How can I get my father to give up drinking? I thought hard and finally came up with a good idea. First, I hid all my father's wine, and then put a note behind my father that said "drunkard", so that my father would lose face and stop drinking! Haha, I proudly want to "trick" and prepare to implement the plan at the right time. Today, before my father came home, I told my mother what I thought. With her support, our mother and daughter carried out this plan together.
Hide dad's wine first. Where should I hide it? I thought about it and saw a place behind the library door. "Hide here!" "I said excitedly. Mom rebuffed, "no, no, dad goes into the study every night, and when he opens the door, he can hear the sound." "
"Where is it hidden?" I ran around anxiously with a few bottles of wine. Suddenly I had a brainwave and put it in the storage cabinet under the bookcase. That's where I put my groceries. I don't open them often.
Then my mother and I brought a pen and paper and wrote "Drunkard" until my father came back. "Ding-dong", dad came back, mom was busy cooking, and I pretended to rub my dad's back. Naturally, "drunkard" attached to my father's back. My mother and I watched my father, who knew nothing, walk around, laughing their heads off.
Dad found out from our laughter and said with a wry smile, "My daughter called me an alcoholic, so embarrassed!" " At dinner, my father drank wine, and I couldn't find it anywhere. He asked me if I was hiding. I pretended as if nothing had happened and said, "I don't know, I didn't see it."
Dad looked around and finally saw through my scam. I asked my father angrily, "Don't you want to be healthy?" You are an alcoholic! "Dad kindly said to me," Dad knows you care about me, but you should take your time. Sometimes dad has to. "
I nodded puzzled, smiled at my mother and continued to control my father. Although my father is still drinking, the frequency and quantity of drinking have been obviously reduced under the high pressure control of my mother and me. I still want to say to my father, "Dad, please give up drinking for your health!" " I believe dad will do it.