The relatives have created a cradle of love for me I repay my loved ones who love me with dry, grateful hearts.
I watched my dad quietly with my eyes. When Dad sleeps, he is like rolling hills, protecting me at all times. When Dad reads, he is like a politician bent on political issues. When my dad cooks, he is like a professional chef, as soon as I enter the house, I can see my dad wearing a red apron and holding a spatula cooking a fragrant meal. My dad also has a gentle side, when dad and mom fight, mom and drop dishes and pointing at dad scolding, but dad is always smiling face this kind of thing, wait until mom's anger subsides, and then go to tease mom, until the mom can not help but laugh up he will not give up. Dad since there is a gentle side, there will be a strong side, when Dad to face promotion, demotion of things, but also to immediately face the primary school examination sister tutoring homework, late at night, I can still see Dad's study room lights are still on.
Sometimes, I put my ear close to my mom's chest, and I heard my mom's fire when she was hitting me, as if even a boulder couldn't hold it down. I hear my mom's anger as she beats me. I heard my mom's heart ache after she hit me, and from time to time she came over to check on me and give me support and encouragement.
Once, my grandma praised me for being so smart, I was so happy that I gave my grandma a deep kiss, and with that kiss, I tasted the sour taste, probably because my grandma was working too hard to take care of my sister and me. In that kiss, I tasted sweetness, the sweetness might come from the fact that I did okay in this final exam, maybe it was because my grandpa got better, maybe it was because of my mom's filial piety to my grandma. In that kiss, I tasted bitterness, maybe it was because my mom's tone of voice to my grandma was too heavy a few days ago. In that kiss, I also tasted spiciness, that taste, just like the heavy slap on my ass from grandma. There was a salty taste on the side of my mouth, and as it turned out, I was in tears.
I put my nose next to my grandpa, I smelled a smell of grease, that smell of grease, it was because I had to cook for me every day, that's why I had that smell, the smell of grease was stinky to others, but in my case, it was a strong sense of love, and I loved that smell of grease.
I put my hand on my aunt and grandmother's calloused hand. I heard my grandmother say that when she sewed my turtle, she broke her hand, and to me, those "little holes" are all traces of love!
My relatives ah, thank you for your contribution, is that you teach me to do, help me to succeed, I want to return your dedication with gratitude, with filial piety to make you happy, with true love to accompany you through the rest of your life.
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