Mystery: Mom and Dad, I love you. Family.
Poetry about my family-a family is like this. ....
This is a family. ....
Become a member of a family like me.
Is so sacred
Where is love?
The damage is shared
Our love for each other has never been damaged.
We talk.
We laughed.
We cry.
But we are family.
Let's do it together.
As a family,
We work together in Qi Xin.
You hurt a man
You hurt everyone.
As a family unit
We will all hold our heads high.
Because we are a family.
A powerful family
Loving family
A family that no one can match.
This is why I love my family so much.
A composition about my family
◆ Jia family
I bumped into a stranger when he passed by. "I'm so sorry!" This is my answer. Then he
Said, "excuse.
Me too ... I didn't even notice you. "We are very polite, this stranger and
Then we said goodbye and went on our way.
But at home, things are different. How do we treat the people we love, the young and the young?
Old. Later in
In the kitchen, when I was cooking, my daughter came to me quietly. while
I turned around. I
Almost knocked her down. "Get out of the way!" I frowned and growled. she
Wandering for 2 minutes.
With her broken heart. I didn't realize how harsh I was.
That night, I was lying awake in bed, and God's calm voice said to me:
"When you get along with strangers, you are calm and polite. But when you're with someone you love,
You get excited easily … look on the kitchen floor now, and you will find some.
Flowers by the door. Those are the flowers she brought you. She chose
Themselves-pink, yellow and blue. She stood there quietly, not wanting to spoil your fun.
Surprise, you've never seen tears in her eyes.
At this time, I felt sad and small, and my own tears began to fall. I
Go quietly and kneel by her bed; "Wake up, sweetheart, wake up," I said. "Really?
Are these the flowers you picked for me? "She smiled and said," I found it under the tree.
I wrapped it, especially the blue one. I said, "I'm sorry I missed them.
Today ... I shouldn't have made such a fuss about you. "
She whispered, "Mom, it doesn't matter. I love you anyway." I hugged her.
And said.
"I love you too ... I love my flowers, especially the blue ones."
Do you know: if you die tomorrow, the company you work for
be prone to
You will be replaced in a few days. But the family you left behind will feel it
The rest of the losses
Their lives. Come to think of it, we put more into our work.
Not our family-it's really an unwise investment.
Remember that family = (F) father-(A) and -(M) others-(I)-(L)OVE-(Y) you.
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I met a stranger on the road. "I'm so sorry!" I sincerely apologize. He said, "Please forgive me ... I didn't pay attention to you." We are all polite, strangers and me. Then we say goodbye and leave each other.
But when we got home, we changed our faces and thought about how we treated our families, whether children or adults. That night in the kitchen, I was cooking when my daughter crept up and stood quietly behind me. I turned around and almost put
She knocked down. "Go away!" I frowned and shouted at her. She left slowly and had a heartbreaking experience, but I didn't realize that I really should be ashamed of my scolding.
I couldn't sleep in bed that night. God's gentle voice came into my ear: "When you deal with strangers, you are calm and polite, but you are easily anxious about the people you love ... Look at the kitchen floor at once, and you will see some flowers by the door." They are the flowers she brought you, and she picked them herself-pink, yellow and blue. She stood there quietly.
At this time, I feel sad and small; At this point, I was in tears. I walked quietly into my daughter's room and knelt by her bed. "Wake up, honey, wake up," I shouted softly. "Did you pick these flowers for me?"
She smiled: "I found it under the tree. I wrapped it in a tissue just to give it to you. I know you will like them, especially the blue flowers. " I was extremely ashamed: "I'm sorry I didn't see them at night." I really shouldn't have yelled at you. "
She whispered, "Mommy, it doesn't matter … I still love you." I hugged her and told her from the bottom of my heart, "I love you, too … I love the flowers you sent me, especially the blue ones."
Have you ever thought that if you die tomorrow, the company you work for will find someone to replace you in a few days, but the family you left behind will spend the rest of their lives feeling the sadness of losing you. Think about it. We'll die.
I concentrate on my work instead of my family-it's really putting the cart before the horse!