I love my home
Home is the cradle for every child to grow up and the harbor for every child to live in. I have a warm, happy and harmonious home. I love my home.
I love my home, a happy and warm home. Mom and dad love me so much that I y appreciate the warmth of my home. Whenever I come back from school, my mom is busy in the kitchen for me to do a delicious meal, my father sat beside me, accompany me to study, when encountered does not know the problem, my father will patiently give me to explain, my mother is very concerned about my learning, she is afraid that I am tired of learning, and try to think of ways to strengthen nutrition for me. Every morning to cook me a cup of hot milk, but also always adjust the square to me to do the dishes.
I love my home, a harmonious and happy home. In my home, there is always a peaceful atmosphere, and our family of three always live in harmony. Mom and dad have a very good relationship, almost no quarrel, dad speaks with humor, always make me and mom laugh. I am a very sensible and unruly child who doesn't make my mom and dad angry. If I get good grades in exams, my mom and dad will celebrate for me and take me to eat my favorite iced desserts, and every time I always pour a glass of wine for my mom and dad first, because I know very well that the achievement of my grades, in addition to the teacher's credit, but also can not be separated from my mom and dad's cultivation of me.
I love my home, a home that I can rely on. Whenever I encounter difficulties or grievances outside; it is mom and dad to help me solve the difficulties, listen to me tell my heart's pain, so that they taught me how to face life, face the facts; it is they taught me to understand that life will not be smooth sailing, but a person should know how to face the challenges and trials of life.
I love this warm and happy home, let love always in my home.
I love my home
Everyone has a home, and everyone will love his own home, so I am no exception.
Home, can give a warm feeling, can make a person full of confidence, from failure to pick up. However home is the most important pillar for people in any place.
I love my home for many reasons, the main reason is my parents and the environment of my family." The saying that "love breeds love" is true, whether it is a person or a dead thing, as long as you face it for a long time, it will produce deep feelings. I've been living in my house for thirteen years now, where I have my favorite parents, my most familiar surroundings, and a storehouse of stories for years to come.
At home, my parents are like my good friends, every day we talk and laugh through life, even on the way home how unhappy, as soon as I step into the door of the house, my heart is like being loosened like a relaxed, at ease.
There were aspects of the environment I grew up in that made me happy, and there were aspects that made me sad. In the whole house, my favorite is my room, the room has a desk, a queen-size bed, a bookcase, a dresser and a computer ...... I write my homework on the desk every day, sleep on the queen-size bed, and sometimes when I'm tired, I just sit in front of the computer and relax and take it easy and relax, letting my brain that has been working for so many hours relax, and when I have the time to do so, I just flip through the books in the bookcase. Every thing in the room is accompanied by my joy, anger, sadness and happiness. Another place I am familiar with is my small garden. There are green grasses and colorful flowers in the garden. I also play in the garden from time to time. I love my family, I love every member of my family, and I love every story of my family even more.
I love my home, although my home is not big or gorgeous, but there are memories of my childhood.
I remember when I was a child, in this small and full of warmth in the home did a thing that I will never forget.
It was a cold winter, I was cold and shivering, I was sitting alone on the sofa, wrapped in a thick quilt. I was sitting alone on the sofa with a thick blanket wrapped around me. At that moment, I saw on TV that it was snowing heavily, and some people were sitting by the fireplace, and they didn't look cold at all. So I went out and got an iron pot and dropped a few matches. It was so warm, but it didn't take long for it to go out. TV is burning with wood, so I went outside to take a few pieces of wood in, with a match point, but how the wood does not burn, I see a piece of paper on the table, I grabbed with a match to light thrown into the iron pot, and sure enough, the wood burned for a long time, "really warm ah ......" I mouth I can't stop reading, at night my mom came back and asked: "Do you see that piece of paper on my desk? "I saw my mom anxious look, said: "is not just a piece of paper? Why so nervous, I put it less >" snap! ~ a slap flew over, I ran into the house and cried. After a while mom walked in, said to me: "Do you know that is to help your grandmother to report the medical expenses of the proof of the bill, can receive more than 600 dollars, you see, now more than 600 dollars was burned by you, I can not be anxious about it? "I heard, looked at more than 600 yuan just like this I burned, the psychological is even more difficult, mom also told me that this more than 600 yuan is enough for our family to use for a month, hear here, I really regret. Regret when I shouldn't have seen clearly will be that piece of paper burned, regret when I shouldn't learn TV like that. I'm sorry that I shouldn't have burned the paper without looking at it! It's too late for regrets now.
I love my warm home, because it helps me remember a lot of funny, sad things, so that I really appreciate my mom's good.
I love my home
Push open the door to my room and you'll see a family portrait hanging on the wall. A chubby little boy in the center is me. The one with curly hair on the left is my dad. This hair is not permed, but natural. On the right is my mom, who is wearing glasses and making the "yeah" sign. Let's start with my dad. Don't say my dad looks a bit old, but he has traveled to many countries. He speaks English very well, and he speaks English in meetings every day. My dad also loves sports. Whenever he has time, he goes to Yizhao Weide. If I happen to have nothing to do at that time, my dad will let me go swimming. We compete in swimming, diving and breath-holding in the pool, and it's so much fun. I love Dad. When it comes to mom, it's three words: really nagging. I really want my mom to shut up. Look, I just woke up in the morning and my mom said, "Get up and eat breakfast!" When I got home, I heard my mom say, "Go take a shower, your body is sticky." When I was doing my homework, my mom said, "Sit up straight and write quickly!" Before going to bed, she said, "Go to sleep, you have to go to school tomorrow." I can hear my mom's nagging even before I go to bed. But my mom does this for me to have good habits, I do not feel annoyed. I love mom. Finally, let's talk about me. I'm 10 years old. But I'm not enough for 60 pounds, but I'm not enough for 60 pounds. But I have to sports is very good. 20 meters ran 8 seconds 3; is the sponge ball also throw very far very far. That's why I love to go to gym class. Speaking of classes, my annoying brain also comes to mind. That is--writing essays. As soon as the teacher says I have to write an essay or a little practice writing, my head explodes. So every time I write an essay it takes at least two hours. That's me. Our family is happy, happy. I love our whole family.2. I love my familyI live in a cozy family, which consists of my father, my mother and me. My mom, who is medium-sized, is quite pretty. She is both gentle and kind, with a happy smile on her face every day. "How could you get such a simple question wrong?" Want to know whose voice this is? Let me tell you, it's the voice of my strict dad! My dad, he has been demanding of me since I was a child, if I don't do well in the exams I won't be spared a physical pain! I am a lively and active little girl, my father always said that I can not sit down, not yet covered the chair hot it, and ran away. But I love to read, just have a new book, I do not put it all at once "gnaw" light only refused to let it go easily! In my family, there are often some laughter, but there is no shortage of small quarrels, this is not, I and my mother and television programs for the fight to see the quarrel. "Mom, I want to watch cartoons!" "No... okay...! You'll watch cartoons later, wait for me to finish watching this episode before you say it!" "No, when you're done then what am I going to watch?" "Put on the disk then!" "No - it's not on the disk, and besides it's the best episode yet!" "Then-, it's better for you to watch it! But you have to show it to me when you're done!" "OK!" How about in the end I grabbed the TV! In fact, a home less sweet can not, less happy also can not, less small quarrels more can not oh, I love my home! 3.I love my home my family although there are three people, but there is also the size of the difference. At home, mom can control dad, I can command mom, dad can reprimand me. Dad > me, I > mom, mom > dad, becomes an inequality, in the end who is in charge of who? I once "interviewed" my mom. "Why do you control Dad?" "Because your father often do things wrong, busy, do not know to eat ......" Dad control me, probably because sometimes I do not listen, why is it so, I pondered. The answer finally came to me: there must be constraints on a person living in the world; there is no such thing as absolute freedom. Dad was particularly subjective. He didn't know how to raise flowers, but he preferred to direct them blindly and help out. One afternoon, he was working blindly again. He brought a big bucket of water, no matter what "clatter, clatter" a few buckets down, a good aloe rinsed to pieces. Mom came home and saw, and regret and heartbroken, looked at the rotten aloe, said to Dad: "ah ah ah, how to do? An aloe has been washed away by you." Dad is not willing to show weakness, quite "aggrieved" shouted: "I watered the aloe, it grows fast ah!" "Is that how you water flowers?" Two people are getting louder and louder, I see not good, it is likely to be "fire", busy coughing, slowly walk over. At this time, I usually always be lectured by the little man, all of a sudden the value of a hundred times, as if the judge. I slowly and methodically first said to Dad: "You, do things always blind work, help." Listened to, my father blew his beard and eyes at me. "But he can help water the flowers, it's also good!" I turned to mom and said. The two heard still a little unconvinced, but finally stopped arguing, I was relieved. So the "war" died down, and the house returned to peace - mom went to the kitchen to cook dinner. "Ding dong dong", Dad is still watering the flowers, "clatter clatter", I went to the back room to memorize the English "gibberish": a pleasant family symphony! ...... flew out of the hut and floated far, far away ...... Our family life is like this, intense, but not lacking in pleasure. Everyone in the family is like a match, giving light and heat to the family.