五年級(jí)的父親節(jié)作文范文（通用4篇）

五年級(jí)的父親節(jié)作文范文 篇1

　　在我眼中，您是嚴(yán)厲的，是喜歡生氣的，是負(fù)責(zé)扮演壞角色，是不喜歡照相的。

　　翻開(kāi)相冊(cè)，我努力尋找著您高大的身影，可惜，我失敗了。我如今才知道為何你不照相。每次去旅游時(shí)，你總會(huì)帶上相機(jī)，在旅游景點(diǎn)里除了照風(fēng)景，就是給我們照相了。我擺出千奇百怪的造型，你總會(huì)說(shuō)聲：“真棒”。每次媽媽讓你和我合影，你總會(huì)說(shuō)：“老了，不上相”。如今，我才知道你的意思。——謝謝您！爸爸，使我出現(xiàn)在一張張美麗的風(fēng)景相中。您知道嗎？您才是我看過(guò)最美的風(fēng)景中最美的一張。

　　您每次外出工作，您不知道我有多么的不舍。就在這一星期日，你又要回合肥，當(dāng)你說(shuō)要走時(shí)，家里頓時(shí)寂靜了起來(lái)，我不敢用眼睛直視您，只看見(jiàn)妹妹用可憐的眼睛望著您。我想哭，又不想讓您看到我的脆弱，只聽(tīng)見(jiàn)媽媽用沙啞的聲音說(shuō)：“東西帶齊了嗎？”“嗯”媽媽晃了晃我，仿佛要讓我說(shuō)什么，我的話在嘴邊，卻又咽了回去，我看著您收拾著東西，我知道此時(shí)我已無(wú)話可說(shuō)，只聽(tīng)見(jiàn)爸爸說(shuō)最后一句：“走了啊。”門(mén)關(guān)上了。我的眼睛濕潤(rùn)了。我知道誰(shuí)都理解不了我的心情。當(dāng)看見(jiàn)您高大的身影時(shí)，我想對(duì)您說(shuō)聲：“我愛(ài)您”。當(dāng)給您打電話時(shí)，我想對(duì)您說(shuō)：“開(kāi)車小心點(diǎn)，別喝那么多灑。”可是這些話在我嘴邊又給咽了下去。

　　我真的不知此時(shí)我在寫(xiě)什么、我要寫(xiě)什么，我真的想對(duì)您說(shuō)：“我愛(ài)您”。即使別人不理解，即使您聽(tīng)不到我想對(duì)您說(shuō)的，即使你現(xiàn)在遠(yuǎn)方。

五年級(jí)的父親節(jié)作文范文 篇2

　　Fifty years ago this spring we planted kohlrabi together in a garden in Charles City， Iowa。

　　I didn’t know then that I would remember that day for the rest of my life。 This week， we’ll plant kohlrabi together again， perhaps for the last time but I hope not。 I don’t understand why planting kohlrabi with you is so important to me but it is。 And the funny thing about it is， well， I don’t know quite how to tell you this， Dad.......I don’t even like kohlrabi.......but I like planting it with you。

　　I guess what I’m trying to say， Dad， is what every son and daughter wants to say to their Dad today。 Honoring a Father on Father’s Day is about more than a Dad who brings home a paycheck， shares a dinner table， and attends school functions， graduations， and weddings。 It isn’t even so much about kohlrabi， ’54 Chevrolets， and fly—fishing。 It’s more about unconditionally loving children who are snotty and stubborn， who know everything and won’t listen to anyone。 It’s about respect and sharing and acceptance and tolerance and giving and taking。 It’s about loving someone more than words can say，and it’s wishing that it never had to end。

　　I love you， Dad。

五年級(jí)的父親節(jié)作文范文 篇3

　　dear dad，

　　today i was at the shopping mall and i spent a lot of time reading the father’s day cards. they all had a special message that in some way or another reflected how i feel about you. yet as i selected and read, and selected and read again, it occurred to me that not a single card said what i really want to say to you.

　　you’ll soon be 84 years old, dad, and you and i will have had 55 father’s days together. i haven’t always been with you on father’s day nor have i been with you for all of your birthdays. it wasn’t because i didn’t want to be with you. i’ve always been with you in my heart but sometimes life gets in the way.

　　you know, dad, there was a time when we were not only separated by the generation gap but completely polarized by it. you stood on one side of the great divide and i on the other, father and daughter split apart by age and experience, opinions, hairstyles, cosmetics, clothing, curfews, music, and boys.

　　the father-daughter duel of ’54 shifted into high gear when you taught me to drive the old dodge and i decided i would drive the ‘54 chevy whether you liked it or not. the police officer who escorted me home after you reported the chevy stolen late one evening was too young to understand father-daughter politics and too old to have much tolerance for a snotty 16 year old. you were so decent about it, dad, and i think that was probably what made it the worst night of my life.

　　our relationship improved immensely when i married a man you liked, and things really turned around when we begin making babies right and left. we didn’t have a television set, you know, and we had to entertain ourselves somehow. i didn’t know what to expect of you and mom as grandparents but i didn’t have to wait long to find out. those babies adored you then just as they adore you now. when i see you with all your grandchildren, i know you’ve given them the finest gift a grandparent can give. you’ve given them yourself.

　　somewhere along the line, the generation gap evaporated. age separates us now and little else. we agree on most everything, perhaps because we’ve learned there isn’t much worth disagreeing about. however, i would like to mention that fly fishing isn’t all you’ve cracked it up to be, dad. you can say what you want about wrist action and stance and blah, blah, blah...

　　i’ve been happily drifting for a lot of years, dad, and i didn’t see you getting older.

　　i suppose i saw us and our relationship as aging together, rather like a fine wine. numbers never seemed important. but the oddest thing happened last week. i was at a stop sign and i watched as you turned the corner in your car. it didn’t immediately occur to me that it was you because the man driving looked so elderly and fragile behind the wheel of that huge car. it was rather like a slap in the face delivered from out of nowhere. perhaps i saw your age for the first time that day. or maybe i saw my own.

　　fifty years ago this spring we planted kohlrabi together in a garden in charles city, iowa.

　　i didn’t know then that i would remember that day for the rest of my life. this week, we’ll plant kohlrabi together again, perhaps for the last time but i hope not. i don’t understand why planting kohlrabi with you is so important to me but it is. and the funny thing about it is, well, i don’t know quite how to tell you this, dad...i don’t even like kohlrabi...but i like planting it with you.

　　i guess what i’m trying to say, dad, is what every son and daughter wants to say to their dad today. honoring a father on father’s day is about more than a dad who brings home a paycheck, shares a dinner table, and attends school functions, graduations, and weddings. it isn’t even so much about kohlrabi, ’54 chevrolets, and fly-fishing. it’s more about unconditionally loving children who are snotty and stubborn, who know everything and won’t listen to anyone. it’s about respect and sharing and acceptance and tolerance and giving and taking. it’s about loving someone more than words can say，and it’s wishing that it never had to end.

　　i love you, dad.

五年級(jí)的父親節(jié)作文范文 篇4

　　山，那樣高大、穩(wěn)重、深沉;而我，只想擁有一份屬于我自己的父愛(ài)，如山一樣的父愛(ài)。從我能用文字記錄下一些東西開(kāi)始，大大小小有關(guān)母親的文章我寫(xiě)過(guò)不下十幾篇，可關(guān)于父親的卻一篇也沒(méi)有。這并不是因?yàn)楦赣H不愛(ài)我，更不是我不愛(ài)父親，而是在我的記憶里，只記得他不停奔波的身影。然而今天，當(dāng)我作為一個(gè)小學(xué)生去回憶這十幾年來(lái)我得到的父愛(ài)點(diǎn)滴時(shí)，我才真正感受到父愛(ài)的偉大。

　　記得，那是我上小學(xué)二年級(jí)時(shí)，父親剛剛調(diào)動(dòng)了工作，顯得十分繁忙，每個(gè)禮拜離開(kāi)家五天去工作，也許是因?yàn)榭傄?jiàn)不到他的緣故吧，一次晚飯后，我終于向他說(shuō)出了一句我忍了好幾天，至今仍讓我后悔的`話：“你太不關(guān)心我了!”其實(shí)說(shuō)完，我也沒(méi)當(dāng)一回事。然而，在第二天，母親卻告訴我，父親因?yàn)槲艺f(shuō)的這句話，在床上輾轉(zhuǎn)反側(cè)，徹夜未眠，甚至落下了眼淚。媽媽說(shuō)，這是她頭一次見(jiàn)到一個(gè)大男人這樣傷心。我那時(shí)年幼無(wú)知，只是聽(tīng)聽(tīng)，并沒(méi)有多在意。

　　然而，就在，父親度過(guò)了40歲生日時(shí)，紅酒旁，燭光下，媽媽提起了這件往事，而我，卻低著頭，不禁流下了一顆顆慚愧的淚水。的確，父親和我在一起的時(shí)間并不多，但仔細(xì)想想，他給予我的愛(ài)一點(diǎn)也不少——他酷愛(ài)讀書(shū)，每次去書(shū)店都會(huì)很樂(lè)意地為我挑選合適的書(shū)籍，讀到好文章時(shí)，也會(huì)剪下來(lái)給我看，和我一起分享;在我受到挫折時(shí)，給我鼓勵(lì)，給我打氣;在我春風(fēng)得意之時(shí)，他又不時(shí)給我敲響了警鐘……

　　父愛(ài)如山;父愛(ài)寬容;父愛(ài)堅(jiān)強(qiáng)，他守護(hù)著我，保護(hù)著我，讓我有了安全感。父親雖不像母親那樣細(xì)心，沒(méi)有那么多兒女情長(zhǎng)，也不善表露自己的情感，但卻用肩膀默默撐起了這個(gè)家。對(duì)父愛(ài)的理解，只有你親身去品味，才能體驗(yàn)出其中的甜蜜。有人說(shuō)，母愛(ài)是世上最偉大的的愛(ài)，可我覺(jué)得父愛(ài)同母愛(ài)一樣——那么平凡，但又閃著光彩。就如同“絲絲春雨，潤(rùn)物細(xì)無(wú)聲”。

　　在我心里，我始終堅(jiān)信著“父愛(ài)”，但我更喜歡叫父親為“爸爸”，因?yàn)槲矣X(jué)得“爸爸”更親切些!在這里我只想說(shuō)一句：“爸爸的愛(ài)，如山!”