I love my family
Family is a word that makes people feel warm when they mention it, and it makes people fascinated when they think of it. Only people who are destined to become a family can become a family.
Home, everyone has a home, and home is the place that everyone is most familiar with. There are our dearest family and most beloved things.
Home is the first society that everyone comes into contact with. Here are our joys and sorrows. And each person's emotions will affect the emotions of the rest of the family.
Home is the warmest place. Hard-working parents are always working hard for a living. We welcome the morning sun and send away the sunset. In the morning, when you lazily get up from bed, there is already a breakfast carefully prepared for you by your mother on the table. In the evening, when you get home, although your parents have not prepared dinner because they are busy, your considerate mother always prepares snacks and a glass of water for you.
Home is the sustenance of your soul. When you achieve success, your family is truly happy for you and gives you the most sincere congratulations. When you fail, your family will encourage you from time to time and give you the power of love, giving you the courage to walk from the haze of failure to the door of success. When you are sad and feel that there is no friend around you who is worth talking to, you will suddenly feel that home is the only person worth talking to. The care and consideration of your family will slowly erase the shadow in your heart.
Home is also a school that teaches you how to adapt to society and how to be a human being. Your attentive mother is always by your side, teaching you how to respect your teachers at school and how to treat your friends and classmates. A strict father will always help you in your studies and criticize you severely when you do something careless and wrong. Perhaps, in the past, you would have thought your mother was nagging you, and your father's severity scared you. Later, you will feel that your mother's nagging is so kind and warm; and your father's strictness will make you feel his infinite expectations for you.
Home changes with the passage of time. Our parents are getting older, and we are growing up day by day. As you grow older, you will feel your parents' deep love for you more and more strongly. As you grow up, be filial to your parents who are getting older every day.
Family is created by parents working together. From birth to adulthood to successful career, every step of a person's life is inseparable from the care, instruction, influence and support of this family. Everyone’s growth is soaked in the hard work of their parents.
Home is the place I love most. I will study hard with my parents’ expectations, and I will go home with success in the future.
I love my home
Home is the harbor of the soul and the eternal pure land of body and mind. Every time I encounter setbacks outside, the force behind me becomes stronger. I originally thought that love without reason is pale and thin and cannot stand the test of time. It wasn't until that moment that I vaguely understood the meaning of "love" and vaguely understood that love does not need a reason.
I have always believed that maternal love is the greatest and most unrequited love. I still firmly believe this. But as I grew older and matured, I became more and more oblivious to my mother's loving instructions. Whenever the school organized outings, I would deal with my mother's instructions and organize things at the same time. Looking back, bits and pieces of the past appear in my mind like a movie. Looking at the beautiful ripples in the ocean of memory, I was suddenly shocked: Why did my childhood admiration for my mother disappear and disappear? Why did the tall and kind image of my mother in my childhood become the wordy person I am now? Why did the kindness in childhood turn into the seriousness now? Whenever I ask my mother to go to and from school alone, my mother always laughs and refuses to answer. After pleading hard, my mother finally reluctantly agreed, and when she reminded me to pay attention to my safety, her worry was clearly written on her face.
Compared to maternal love, the love my father gives me is deeper.
If maternal love is a cup of sweet sugar water, then father's love is a cup of fragrant coffee; if maternal love is a rushing stream, then father's love is a broad ocean. Mother's love is delicate and sweet, and father's love is deep and broad. Sometimes my mother is like a lively and friendly close friend, and sometimes she is like a strict and harsh British female teacher. In my mind, my father is not a strict father, but more like a friend and a hero. Looking back at yesterday in front of the foreign land, I lamented that the sunset and sunrise never change year after year. At this moment, when I looked at my father's smile, I was speechless without realizing it, making my eyes filled with tears at sunset.
If maternal love is the star-studded night sky in midsummer, then fatherly love is the starless sky in midwinter. Whenever I look into my father's eyes, I have an illusion. It makes me feel like there is a big well behind those eyes, filled with memories and long-term and determined thinking. Yet its exterior shimmers with modern light, like sunlight on the outer leaves of a tree or among the ripples of a deep lake.
When I was still in the second grade, I asked my mother more than once to ask me to go to and from school, but my mother always looked at me lovingly and did not answer. Gradually, the feeling of being confident turned into a struggle. When my mother finally agreed, my heart felt like a wild horse that had taken off the reins. Having been uninhibited and uninhibited and loving freedom all my life, I breathed more free and fresh air, and my little heart had an unprecedented feeling, like the spring breeze blowing on my face.
School is over. Walk out of the school gate and look around. I didn't find the familiar figures of my parents, and I felt as excited as a rabbit out of nowhere. His calm appearance tried his best to hide his excited heart. Walking along a very familiar road step by step. Somehow, the long road in the past feels extremely short now. The moment he took out the key, Zhou's familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ears, gratified but also a bit ridiculing: "It's good, I can go home by myself..."
That's it, I rely on it every day Running between home and school. We have gone through the late spring when hundreds of flowers are blooming, through the midsummer when the sun is shining brightly, through the late autumn when the red leaves are like fire, and through the midwinter when the snow is blanketed. Year after year, I passed through the third grade when I was ignorant of the world, through the innocent fourth grade, and through the quite stressful fifth grade.
I remember that in the sixth grade, the school organized a spring outing, and we gathered at the school at three in the morning. In order not to wake up my sleeping parents, I quietly woke up my classmates in the same room and tiptoed out of the house. Looking back, I saw that the entire building was shrouded in the early morning twilight, but the lights were on at that very familiar location, and two figures were standing in front of the window. A warm current suddenly surged in my heart, and the darkness of the road ahead became brighter at this moment. So lucky to be able to walk in their eyes for so many years.
A pair of people who cannot be modified, bring warmth always behind their backs, are always wordy and always pay attention, and don’t know how to cherish and feel too guilty. I still remember my warm companion who has always taken care of me. I finally waited for my dream today, and I hope to achieve it by sharing the glory. She doesn't appreciate her indulging in musical scales, but her mother's love never gives in. She is determined to struggle in her heart, and her parents' kindness will eventually be repaid. The spring breeze turns into rain and warms my heart. It is your silent gift of care throughout my life. It is your warm eyes that teach me to look at the road ahead with perseverance and remind me not to give up when I fall. I can't explain how I can repay my kindness. My love is infinite. Please allow me to say that I really love you.
I love my family
I have a warm and happy home. In this home, everything is full of love and joy. Dad's humor and mother's kindness make our family warmer.
One sunny morning, my parents and I took a train all night and arrived in the capital, Beijing. As soon as I arrived, I heard good news: there was a "Family Competition" game next to the Happy Supermarket on Beihuan Road, starting at nine o'clock. My parents and I hurriedly dropped our things at the hotel and went to sign up. The game is about to begin!
The first game: The parents sandwich their children in the middle, and their legs are tied with ropes. The three of them walk together. The first family to reach the finish line wins. After getting ready, there was a gunshot, and my parents and I rushed towards the finish line quickly. Since my walking pattern was inconsistent with my parents' expectations, my parents simply picked me up and walked away. Haha, it’s so cool, it feels like flying. I looked back and saw that the other families were still far away from us, and we were about to reach the finish line. Yeah! We won the first game! I couldn't be happier.
The second game: Relay race, parents and children run, one after another, and the one who finishes first will of course win! My mother and I asked my father to be the boss, because my father was the fastest, I would be second, and my mother would be last. Dad runs every day. Now, running is as easy as Zhang Fei eating bean sprouts - a piece of cake for him. When it was my turn, I rushed forward like a brave swallow and opened the distance for my mother. Then it would be much easier for my mother to run. Hard work paid off, and we still won the second game! I'm highly excited.
The third game: Telepathy, parents make gestures and children guess. This is a game that tests the affinity between parents and children. At the beginning of the game, my parents made nervous gestures, and I also nervously guessed.
I don’t know if it was because our word cards were too simple, or because I was too smart, but I finished the guessing in a short time, and it was all correct!
At this time, the host announced: The winner of this "Family Competition" is ㄗòsらT's family (when signing up, the host asked me to name my family, so I called it This)! Wow~~ I was so excited that I jumped three feet high. Looking at my parents, they were sweating profusely and their faces were red from exhaustion. My father smiled, and so did my mother. I was even more happy. I approached my parents and wiped their sweat with my soft little hands. The bystanders applauded enthusiastically and congratulated us. After receiving the prize, we were as happy as a little bird. We hugged it and went back to the hotel.
This game made me feel the perfection of this home, the warmth of this home, the warmth of this home, the joy of this home, how beautiful everything in this home is!
Ah! I love my family, I love this loving home!
I love my family
In my family, my father claims to be knowledgeable and omnipotent, and is known as "Mr. Learned"; my mother regards herself as "Mrs. All-powerful", and I am a local A true "optimist", no matter big or small, I always laugh twice. When our family of three got together, the room was filled with laughter.
On this day, "Mr. Learned" accidentally broke my Walkman. No matter what tapes were put in or taken out, they would definitely be messed up. Hehe, this damaged a lot of brain cells for my self-proclaimed "omnipotent" dad. He read through the instruction manual and pressed all the buttons, but it didn't work. So he looked at me blankly and said to himself: "It's over, it's time to go to the repair shop again... What a sinner through the ages..." Just as he was talking, my mother walked into the house slowly and took a square step. She picked up her Walkman, glanced at it disdainfully, opened the box, and started tinkering with it. After a while, she handed it to her father and said, "Here, it's ready." Her father looked at her, not wanting to believe it, and sneered twice, tentatively. He put the tape in. In an instant, beautiful music "flowed" out from inside, and the sound quality seemed to be better than before. I couldn't help clapping my hands in admiration. Then I looked at my father. He looked at his mother in surprise, and his eyes were wide open. I was really worried about him. The eyeballs will fall out of their sockets. "Okay, as a thank you, you can wash the dishes for a week!" "Mrs. Almighty" said in an official tone. "well". As Dad answered, he put down the Walkman in his hand, walked into the kitchen, and washed the dishes.
After a while, my mother hummed a little tune, walked out of the house, saw me, and sang happily: "Someone is washing the dishes this week..." "Okay! Oh, Mom, how did you fix it?" "My mother immediately shut up, flicked her hair, and raised her eyebrows - "Keep it secret." Don't look at this "Mrs. Almighty" who is very smart at this time. Sometimes, the things she does can make you laugh or cry.
No, something happens when you say it. One morning, I opened my eyes and glanced at the clock out of habit, "Ah, 6:40!" I somersaulted out of bed and ran as fast as I could. I got dressed as fast as I could, but I couldn't find my pants. "Mom, where are my pants?" "Yeah, they were washed, but they don't seem to be dry yet..." After a while, she took a pair of half-dry pants, ran to me and said, "It's okay, I'll take care of it for you." "With that said, he took the pants into the kitchen. I was very surprised. I really didn’t know what new tricks this “universal wife” was going to do. Time was running out, so I rushed into the bathroom to brush my teeth and wash my face. In less than 1 minute, a burning smell wafted over. My first reaction was: my pants were in trouble! Sure enough, my mother handed me a pair of pants with more than 20 burnt holes. "I'm so sorry. I just put it in the microwave and it turned into this..." "Mrs. Almighty"! , do you make me cry or laugh? In desperation, he just put on a pair of pants and rushed out of the house.
Hey, this is my home, a home full of laughter and laughter. In this home, countless hilarious things often happen, making me often laugh out loud in my dreams. I want to say something from the bottom of my heart: I love my family!
The hope that family gives me
How many writers and poets have described and eulogized so many warm homes in their writings, full of hope for having a home.
The theme song in a TV series describes it this way: "On the journey of life, you are my haven. On the journey of life, you give me countless hopes..." I once remembered an old man saying: "Looking back at the time when I left home, There are so many lofty ideals in my heart, and I feel that my man is ambitious in all directions. Only when my face is full of tears and I have to wipe it away, do I understand the value of family love. ”
I have a home, a warm and warm home. A home that has attracted the envy of many people. The atmosphere in this home is so cordial and harmonious. As a member of the family, what I feel most deeply is the confidence, courage and hope that the family has instilled in me.
Winning the first prize in the group speech contest, I learned what victory means. When I flew into my home like a spring swallow, my parents were all excited about the arrival of "spring". In order for me to achieve good results in the upcoming speech contest, my mother corrected my posture and language over and over again, and my father was also an excellent listener. Just when I was working hard to win the final, the news came that I was disqualified from the final. I suddenly felt cold from the top of my head to the soles of my feet, and I couldn't recover for a long time. My father was very anxious when he saw my dejected look, and hurriedly took me to the person in charge of the selection competition to find out the reason. It turned out that someone decided to replace me with a vocational high school student who did not participate in the selection. The reason was grand. She majored in early childhood education, had good eloquence, and was sure to win awards. Before Dad could question the person in charge, I rushed out the door: How infuriating that even a candidate for the speech finals had to "steal from others." Oh, this is called "the outside world."
When I returned home, my mother and father kindly enlightened me and said: It is a pity that you have lost this opportunity to exercise, but you must not lose confidence and cheer up; although you cannot give a speech, you are still a student of learning and improvement. opportunity, we should not think that the "outside world" is like this just because of this incident. This is an isolated phenomenon after all. In order to liven up the atmosphere, my father joked: "It's a blessing in disguise that may be a blessing in disguise!" Although my father was smiling on the surface, I When I found out about him, I felt even more uncomfortable than me.
On the day of the finals, my father personally took me to the auditorium for the finals. There are indeed a lot of experts here. After the final started, the contestants were full of praise for their brilliant speeches. However, the speech of the vocational high school student who replaced me was not on point, which greatly disappointed the audience. Suddenly, tears almost burst out of my eyes. Why can't you give me this opportunity? Maybe I can make this venue with only a few applause burst into thunderous applause and endless cheers. I am not bragging, I have gone through many exercises and I am fully prepared to participate in the finals this time. I am confident that I am at least better than her. The anger in my heart at that time was really uncontrollable. The attentive father cast an affectionate look at me and waved his hand. I understood my father's hope for me and finally extinguished my burning anger.
Afterwards, my father said kindly: "As an audience, you benefited a lot from this speech. Not only did it open your eyes, but you also learned a lot of truths from it. Although you did not participate in the finals, you are still important to me. In my heart, my daughter is still number one. One day, you will be on a higher stage. When you are on the stage, your mother and I will be sitting in the audience, and we will savor your speech carefully. You speak again! Facing my father and mother, my only two audiences, I spoke again seriously and vividly.
I can't forget that when I was most frustrated, I received the most cordial encouragement from my family, and learned how to understand and deal with things correctly.
Having a warm family. , I have a care, a love, and the greatest hope
I love my family
My family is an ordinary family of three, and my mother is a primary school teacher. , Dad is a researcher at a military research institute.
Dad is the head of the family, and he is responsible for all major affairs in the family. He is also the busiest person, often running around for a scientific research project. I didn’t go home for half a month. Sometimes I would come home very late and get up early to leave, so I basically couldn’t even see my dad. He was often too busy to promise me anything. I forgot about things. I was so busy that I didn’t come back to see me even when I was sick. I was so busy that I only called him for a few words and then hung up.… Busy always comes after being busy. My father still cares about me very much. Every time he comes back from a business trip, You have to buy me some handicrafts or other learning tools that I need. Everywhere I go, I have to buy a map and tell me some local customs and beautiful scenery.
My father is most concerned about my studies. After finishing a scientific research project, my father is exhausted, but he always takes the time to ask me how I did in the class exams, how many questions I did, and how much English I learned. If he knew that I was doing well in my studies, If you have any difficulties, no matter how tired you are, you have to help me solve them and then rest by yourself. Dad loves to sing. After my mother and I have been tired for a day, letting Dad sing a few songs with his tone-deaf voice will make us laugh, and the fatigue of the day will be eliminated.
Mom, the logistics minister of our family. Every day after get off work, she would go to the vegetable market to pick out the freshest vegetables and cook a sumptuous dinner for us. In addition, my mother is also responsible for housework, cleaning the house, and keeping it neat and orderly. Having a good environment is very good for us. In addition, she also cares about our health. Every night, she also massages her father, who suffers from waist and leg problems. During the day, she had to teach at school, and she had so many things to take care of when she got home at night. She was really tired this day. Although I am tired, my mother is still very concerned about my study and hopes that I can be successful when I grow up. Therefore, my hard study is the greatest reward for my mother.
I am the happy fruit of the whole family. Not only do I often make them happy, but my excellent academic performance also makes them happy. My sensibleness also makes them happy. I know that they have paid too much for me. , so, I can't make them angry, I rarely disappoint them.
In my opinion, our family of three is a perfect match. Our lives are ordinary yet tense, tense yet happy. My parents usually like to joke with me that I am not my biological child, saying that my biological parents are rich and powerful, and ask me if I would like to live with them. I said no, because I know I love this ordinary home, this happy home!
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