有關(guān)親情的英語(yǔ)作文一：
For the Love of My FatherOver the years, I never thought of my father as being very emotional, and he never was, at least not in front of me. Even though he was 68 years old and only five-foot-nine, while I was six feet and 260 pounds, he seemed huge to me. I always saw him as being that staunch disciplinarian who rarely cracked a smile. My father never told me he loved me when I was a child, and I never held it against him. I think that all I really wanted was for my dad to be proud of me. In my youth, Mom always showered me with “I love you’s” every day. So I really never thought about not hearing it from my dad. I guedeep down I knew that he loved me, he just never said it. Come to think of it, I don’t think I ever told him that I loved him, either. I never really thought about it much until I faced the reality of death.
On November 9th, 1990, I received word that my National Guard unit was being activated for Operation Desert Shield. We would convoy to Fort Ben Harrison, Indiana, and then directly to Saudi Arabia. I had been in the Guard for 10 years and never dreamed that we would be activated for a war, even though I knew it was what we trained for. I went to my father and gave him the news. I could sense he was uneasy about me going. We never discussed it much more, and eight days later I gone.
I have several close relatives who have been in the military during war time. My father and uncle were in World War II, and two brothers and a sister served in Vietnam. While I was extremely uneasy about leaving my family to serve my country in a war zone, I knew it was what I had to do. I prayed that this would make my father proud of me. My father is very involved in the Veterans of Foreign Wars organization and has always been for a strong military. I was not eligible to join the Veterans of Foreign Wars because I had not been in a war zone—a fact that always made me feel like I didn’t measure up in my father’s eyes. But now here I was, his youngest son, being shipped off to a foreign land 9,000 miles away, to fight a war in a country we had barely heard of before.
On November 17, 1990, our convoy of military vehicles rolled out of rural Greenville, Michigan. The streets were filled with families and well-wishers to see us off. As we approached the edge of town, I looked out the window of my truck and saw my wife, Kim, my children, and Mom and Dad. They were all waving and crying, except for my father. He just stood there, almost like a stone statue. He looked incredibly old at that moment. I don’t know why, he just did.
I was gone for that Thanksgiving and missed our family’s dinner
有關(guān)親情的英語(yǔ)作文二：
每個(gè)孩子都被深沉的母愛(ài)包圍著，然而我們經(jīng)常對(duì)這種愛(ài)視而不見(jiàn)。一天我深深感受到了這種愛(ài)。
一天放學(xué)后我匆忙回家吃午飯，因?yàn)橄挛缈荚嚕蚁Ｍ缫稽c(diǎn)回校準(zhǔn)備考試。但是我到家時(shí)午飯還沒(méi)有準(zhǔn)備好，我很不高興。飯菜端上來(lái)時(shí)，我發(fā)現(xiàn)沒(méi)有一樣是我喜歡的。我生氣地跑出了家門，餓著肚子在街上游蕩了一會(huì)，然后往學(xué)校走去。走進(jìn)教室后，我看到書(shū)桌上有一個(gè)午餐盒，一個(gè)同學(xué)告訴我那是我媽媽送來(lái)的。打開(kāi)蓋子，里面是我喜歡吃的。我的眼睛濕潤(rùn)了。
媽媽無(wú)私地把愛(ài)給了我，卻不求任何回報(bào)。多么深沉的母愛(ài)啊!
關(guān)于親情的英語(yǔ)作文Deep Mother Love(深深的母愛(ài))
Every child is surrounded by the deep mother love. However, we often turn a blind eye to the love. One day I deeply felt the love.
One day I hurried home for lunch after school, because there would be an exam in the afternoon and I had expected to go back to school early to prepare for the exam. But when I got home, the lunch was not ready yet. I felt unhappy. When the dishes were served, I found none I like. I ran out of my house angrily and wandered on the street for a while, hungry. Then I walked to school. When I got into the classroom, I saw a lunch box on my desk. One classmate told me that it was my mother there that had brought it here. After opening the box, I found my favorite food inside. My eyes was moist with tears.
Mother gave me her love without asking for return, How deep mother love is!
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