我的父亲英语演讲稿3分钟（精选3篇）
In my dearest memories have so a person, or standing or bend, haveimpression has been etched deeply in my heart.
The man has a thin white hair, round face was full of years trace, fat bodyis very thick, the shoulder is very wide, like a can rely on the mountain. Thisman is the pillar of my home, I the most dear father.
"Dad" is a good word, called "BaBa" when I was a kid, that's my favoritefood, is also he gave me his family of food and clothing.
Dad always love "nag".
See at most as a child is the father of my cousin and cousin, talking aboutsome life planning.
Because my cousin and cousin are bigger than me, than I'll consider someproblems naturally.
Sometimes annoyed me and my brother elder sister is not his children, hewas so concerned about what to do.
But I am afraid to speak these words, and he is still like a father taughthis children.
Later grew up some, when they talk about again, I will be listening in.
Looking daddy serious faces and brother elder sister to admire eyes,suddenly understand why dad in our this generation of children is more popular,it is a kind of unconscious on trust between power.
在我的记忆深处有那么一个人，或站立或弯曲，都已深深烙印在我的心中。
这个人有着稀白的头发，圆圆的脸上布满了岁月的痕迹，胖胖的身体很是厚实，肩膀很宽阔，像是一座可以依靠的大山。这个人就是我家的顶梁柱，更是我最为敬爱的爸爸。
“爸爸”是个这样好听的词啊，记得小时候叫的“粑粑”，那是我最喜欢的食品，同样也是他带给了我全家的温饱。
爸爸总是爱“唠叨”。
小时候见得最多的便是爸爸对我的那些堂姐、堂哥们谈论一些人生规划。
因为我的那些堂姐、堂哥们都要比我大，自然要比我先考虑些问题了。
我有时候很气恼，哥哥姐姐又不是他的孩子，他这么关心干什么。
但这些话我是不敢说出来的，而他依然像父亲一样教导他的孩子。
后来再长大些，他们再次谈论时，我也会在一旁听着。
看着爸爸认真严肃的脸庞和哥哥姐姐敬仰的眼神，忽然明白爸爸为何在我们这辈中的孩子当中更受欢迎，那是一种不自觉间就信赖上的力量。
When I was a kid, "father" this noun in my heart is so distant, so thediaphragm. Impression, he is always so busy, in a hurry, rarely with children,even unsmiling. Mother said: dad on a business trip, so tired. So, the motherbecame the backbone of its children, culture, education of us. For our threechildren couldn't be tamed, beat and scold is little not. Should be is an oldsaying goes - "dozen is close, scold is love". For the mother, I always have aspecial attachment. By contrast, my father and I always across a insurmountablegap between. I seldom or was afraid to talk with his father. Each to saysomething, the mother will act as the mouthpiece of the between us, "said mom,with dad......" .
Meet mother in a bad mood, return to sentence: "himself to go with dadsaid." I was caught up in the extremely awkward position. Remember the poemwrote: "distance is a kind of beauty", but I think "distance is a kind ofindifference, a cruel." I often disappeared in a strange, timid at his father,and thought: "what he relies on the strength, let me afraid of him, he mean Hehit me? No, no, he never even scold me." Oh, that of his childhood to me, isreally a mystery. Childish mind thought of it like that before: may all thefather want to use their own way, in front of the children to keep the uniquemajesty. Well, maybe, my father is supposed to be like this.
小时候，"父亲"这个名词在我心中是那么疏远，那么隔膜。印象中，他总是那么忙忙碌碌，匆匆忙忙，很少与孩子亲近，甚至不苟言笑。母亲解释说:爸爸出差奔波，太累了。于是，母亲成了孩子们生活中的主心骨，培养，教育我们。对于我们三个难以驯服的孩子，打和骂是少不了的。可也正应了那句老话——"打是亲，骂是爱"。对于母亲，我总怀有一种特殊的依恋。相形之下，我与父亲之间总隔着一道难以逾越的鸿沟。我很少或者说简直就不敢与父亲说话。每到非说不可时，母亲就充当我们之间的传声筒:"妈，跟爸爸说……"。
遇到母亲心情不好时，回一句:"自己跟爸说去。"我便陷入了极度尴尬的境地。记得诗中写道:"距离是一种美"，可我觉得"距离是一种淡漠，一种残酷。"我常常远远地用一种陌生，胆怯的目光打量父亲，思量着:"他到底靠什么力量，让我害怕他，他凶吗他打我吗不，一点都不，他甚至从来都没骂过我。"哦，这对童年的我来说，真是一个谜。幼稚的心灵这样想过:也许所有的父亲都要用他们各自的方式，在孩子面前保持特有的威严。嗯，也许，父亲就该是这样子。
My father don't like the other fathers,he is like a kid.For instance,healways likes to play computer games,but there is only one computer on my home,sowe often agure with each other for this.
My faher's job is very hard and tired.Although he gets home is very late,healways remembers to buy me some cookies to eat.
I love my father deeply in my heart forever!