My family's story (generic 15)

My Family Stories (General 15)

My Family Stories 1

I savor teasing my mom and dad as a pair of seemingly inseparable companions, as if they have boiled down from husband and wife to relatives. Every day because of who mopped the floor and who washed the dishes, who instructed my studies, who took care of my diet and chatter.

Listen! "Don't put your feet on the coffee table!" My mom was yelling at my dad again like a lion roaring, her eyes glaring and her anger as if she could be called a "bullfighter". Seeing that his right to comfortably watch TV was being exploited, my dad relentlessly pulled out his best defense: "I can't watch TV if I can't put it on the coffee table. The purpose of the object is to exist for the enjoyment of people. If you don't let me put it there, you're not putting people first!" My dad finished then fell down on my mom's freshly laid cushion, bladder a lean, quite a bit of war to attract the flavor of molestation. As expected, my mom's anger immediately burned, "You heartless, I really regret marrying you!" Outside the study, ding ding ding ding, a moment of singing and reading and playing, a moment of Qinqiang open voice, straight noisy people distracted, hate to pull them to the Civil Affairs Bureau to divorce off.

I? Mostly out of a love masterpiece or movie, to give them guidance.

"Alas, look at the protagonists of Pride and Prejudice, they love each other before marriage, and they are sweet after marriage."

"Alas, look at Jane Eyre, not driven by power and money to abandon their own concept of love. And look at you two, it's like putting a toad in a pile of rats - a nest is more poisonous than a nest, and it's completely according to the world and married."

I was full of sarcasm and criticism, but mom and dad seem to be deaf. One continues to drag the mop in his hand, stay in place; one puts the bowl mechanically into the dishwasher, ping pong. As if nothing happened, as if I did not care about their mockery, continue to maintain the original monotony of life and flat.

It wasn't until Valentine's Day this year that my family's story took a turn for the worse.

My parents, they quietly drove to Dongtou in the early morning of my sleep, a note just woke up, and even startled the sleepy me -

I can imagine my parents and my mom and like in college, with unlimited passion for life, but also timid and shy teenage girl-like delicate, in the

I can imagine my dad driving a Wrangler, in the endless gallop, my mom on the co-pilot, in the breeze, hair flying happily; I can imagine in the turquoise sea, my mom stepped on the golden sand grains, to my dad's camera to enjoy the laughter; I can also imagine them lying in the morning of the sunrise, the bed is a bright red, blossoming roses. It's the wind in the air filled with the sweet smell of love, it's the ease of not having to do housework, and it's the nightmare of my mom and dad's smiles like flowers.

There's a high-scoring comment in the Love in trilogy, "It would be outrageous to remain as fresh as you were before marriage after a dozen years of being married. This is a new story for my family, as I thought that my parents, who were so willing to be silent, would do something like this.

Dad once told me that he wanted to give my mom a surprise in the ordinary life, but always be work can not get away. He had also fantasized that in the flowering years, the experience of holding his son's hand and touring Yunnan could be reproduced once. Can have a novel like that, every day a bouquet of white roses inserted in the bedroom vase, can let mom open her eyes to see the fresh sweet, such as flowers of life. There was always a little twinkle of hope in Dad's eyes when he said it. I understand that this is the love of the two of them, the dream of the story.

In the monotonous life, my parents had many collisions, but they did not get stuck in the mire of life, did not flow into the ordinary.

I stood on the windowsill, still holding the note, and realized that my family had a unique and beautiful story.

My family's story2

"Cough cough cough ......" came a suppressed cough, as if my mom had a broken bellows hidden in her lungs.

I heard my dad get up and pour water for my mom to drink while patting her back, "You might as well go to the hospital tomorrow." "Ahem, there's an important meeting tomorrow, wait for a double day off." Mom's voice is full of hoarseness and exhaustion, sleepy eyes in the I looked at the clock on the wall, it is midnight point.

Early in the morning, get up, a hearty breakfast has long been on the table, a ray of sunlight cast on the mom's busy figure, flooded with faint warmth. Thinking about the situation last night, I asked: "Mom, you coughed so much last night, why not sleep a little more?" "Oh, there is something in the unit today, I have to go early," mom said with a slight apology, "I woke you up last night." I looked at my mom's eyes full of red bloodshot eyes hastily said "no no", while gently embracing the mother's back.

In the afternoon, the theme of the Civics class was "My Family", and when I saw the teacher show the word "family", "three people holding hands under a roof", we all thought it was very interesting. The teacher asked us to go back and think about "what is the connotation of home"?

After school, along the familiar road home, walking past the pharmacy door, I suddenly stopped, thought about turning my head into the pharmacy, "Auntie, I want to buy a bottle of cough medicine." "Is it for yourself?" "No, it's for my mom, she coughs so much that she can't sleep at night." Auntie kept praising me for my filial piety while seriously helping me pick the potion, I can't help but feel a little sweaty, as if in front of my eyes appeared my mother every day carefully matched with nutritious meals, early in the morning the bedside folded neat and clean `clothes', the weekend drive to send me to cramming the picture of ...... is that my mother has always been for me to pay, and I have been to my mother's love! Oblivious, and even sometimes smack her annoyance ...... At once, shame took over my heart.

Back home, mom was cooking dinner, I handed the cough drops to mom, mom looked at me with surprise: "This is what you bought for me?" "Yes, let me help you put it on the dining table." The sound of the door opening, dad came back, can not wait to change shoes, we saw him in the bag pulled out a thing, eagerly handed to mom, my mom and I fixed our eyes, can not help but laugh, dad a little puzzled, when I pointed to the table that the exact same bottle of cough syrup, he also laughed openly. Looking at my parents' smiling faces, a warm current surging in my heart.

At this moment, I suddenly realized that the teacher asked us to think about the connotation of "home". The first time I saw this is when I was in the middle of a conversation with a man who had been in the middle of a conversation with a woman.

This is the story of my family.

I believe that everyone's family has some touching stories, and my family is no exception. I'm going to list one or two of them today and tell you the story of my family.

I remember one night, I had a fever, lying in bed moaning, my mother knew, rushed to take a thermometer to measure my temperature, in the process, I saw my mother full of worry. I wanted to comfort my mom and tell her I was fine, but the sound I made was low and hoarse, and it was only then that I realized the severity of my fever. I felt groggy in the head and wanted to sleep. My mom pulled out a thermometer for me and was surprised to find that my fever had reached 40.8 degrees. At this moment, my mom was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, she could not think twice, she took the water basin and towel and went to the bathroom to fetch water. Soon mom came back, she put the towel wrung out on my forehead, so, this action has been repeated once, twice, three times, four times ...... see no improvement, mom wrapped me in my thickest clothes, even slippers can not change, just pick me up and carry me out of the door. Because it was already 11:00 p.m. at that time, all the buses had stopped. Looking at my mom's anxious look, my heart also followed the tension. Finally, stopping a cab, we rushed to the hospital. Mom carefully put me down and she went to register. I just got down from my mom, I felt like walking in the air, my whole body was soft and cotton, no strength. Mom after registering, and carry me to measure the temperature, the temperature is 40 degrees, finally down a little bit, but mom is still not half relaxed, non-stop with me to the injection, buy medicine, feed me to eat medicine ...... until early in the morning, my temperature is slowly returned to normal, and this time I realized that my mother has been in order to take care of me the whole night did not close their eyes, and I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that.

Back home, mom went to busy porridge, but also a mouthful of feed me to eat. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it in a few minutes. At this point, my mom took a long sigh of relief.

If you look carefully, you will find that every little thing in life is full of warm love. I want to say to my mom, "Mom you work hard, no matter when or where, I can't forget your love for me."

My family's story4

The night was low, the lights were hazy.

The car circled along the mountain road, and the yellow halos of the fishing village homes were visible from afar. I don't know why, but the lights at night in my hometown are always darker than in the city. I remember the last time my dad took the whole family back to my grandmother's house, because I was sick, my dad took my sister to the lake to catch a crab, I have been nagging in my heart, secretly unhappy for a long time, but also blame my father bias. This time, I must show my skills, and become a crab "killer" to make the crabs scared.

"Autumn wind, crab feet itch." The next morning, the weather is slightly cooler, I hummed a little song all the way, bouncing to the river, can not wait to go into the water. Daming Lake in my hometown can be beautiful, the water flow is clear, and the water plants in the lake are waving in the sun. I fiddled with the rocks while looking around, but not to mention catching crabs, even the shadow of the small snail did not see. The time passed quickly, Dad and their crabs in the bucket has half a bucket, but my bucket is only a quiet water, sometimes, with the wind will move a little.

I had to hang my head and walk to the water's edge and sit down. Hey, I saw the crabs, this is really a "planted flowers can not, unintentional willows into a shade" na. I reached out and grabbed the little crab with a swift and easy motion. But it is not willing to show weakness to pinch my hand. I can only eat the pain of a hand shook it off, it escaped.

Mom really can't see past, came over to catch the crab "secret" taught me: first, you have to turn over the stone, in general, that is the crab's "lair", and then, to grasp the crab's back, pincers above, so that will not be pinched by the crab's hand. Then, you have to grab the back of the crab, above the pincers, so that you won't be pinched by the crab. When I heard that, my face appeared happy smile, as if I had already caught a lot of crabs.

After I knew the method, I moved away from the rocks and reached out to grab a crab when I saw one. With my mother's method, the crab and how to struggle can not escape my "five fingers mountain". Gradually, I was able to harvest many crabs by catching them one by one. The water in the bucket turned from silent to a cage full of crabs. Each crab struggled to climb up, but could not escape the fate of slipping to the bottom of the barrel.

The red wheel is falling in the west, and the night is as cool as water. We should go home, carrying the "harvest" bucket, laughing all the way home.

I especially like my grandma's pickles, my grandma's pickles are crispy and fresh, I especially love to eat. Not only do I love them, everyone in my family loves them!

Grandma is going to start pickling pickles for us again. Grandma bought some fresh, tender cucumbers from the market, so I was happy to say to grandma, "Grandma, I can now see how you pickles." Grandma said with a pout, "It's still early, you have to wash and dry the cucumbers first, then cut them into strips and remove the flesh before you can pickle them with salt. The first thing you need to do is to get the water out of the pickled cucumber and hang it in the air for a day to let it dry out and then pickle it again.

After a day, grandma brought the dried cucumber strips into the kitchen and started pickling. I couldn't wait to come to the kitchen to watch my grandma pickle. Just see the grandmother first brought a transparent glass container, put a little water and some detergent in the container, the glass container inside and outside the wash all over, and then use a clean dry towel to dry the water in the container. Then gently put the cucumber strips into the container at the bottom of the layer, plus a little red pepper, ginger, garlic, sprinkle some sugar, in a layer of cucumber strips, plus these ingredients. In this way, layer after layer to lay, press tightly, not a little gap. Next, grandma put a piece of thin plastic paper over the mouth of the bottle and put the lid on. In this way, crispy and fresh pickles are finished.

After four or five days, grandma said, "The pickles are ready to eat.

I like my grandma's pickles the most, they are much better than the ones in the market!

My Family Story 6

When I was on summer vacation, I went with my dad to buy some small goldfish.

The goldfish had small eyes, round bellies, and nice tails that spread out like a fan! Raised for a period of time, a big fish gave birth to many small baby fish. The newborn little fish like a small ball, curled body in the water slowly open, and then can swim around freely. They eat fish feed. Every day when you feed the fish is the most interesting: I just take the feed and stand in front of the tank, the little goldfish will scramble to swim to the surface of the water to grab food to eat, the surface of the water suddenly lively.

The little goldfish and I had a great time!

My dad claims to be the "President of Iraq" but is so weak that he gets bombed by my "American" mom. My mom claims to be the "President of the United States", but because she has plenty of "shells" and is strong, she can beat my dad in almost every "world war". Hee hee, then I don't need to say, I am the President of the United Nations, but also because of the strength is too poor, so I can't control mom, so I have to dad's alliance! "Not and you said? Do not let you smoke, how do you not listen to it?" Mom said. "I, I just can not control it!" Dad argued. "Ahem, don't quarrel, say, how is it!" I look, knowingly asked. "What's the matter with you? Where cool where to stay!" Mom really do not know good people, in turn gave me a shot. So that I am "pig eight ring looking in the mirror - inside and outside not a person". It seems that this world war can not be stopped, I always have to day in the smoke in the battlefield.

My family is like this, every day there is a world war. You may think that our family is very unfortunate, on the contrary, the more mom and dad fight, the more beautiful we live! Because I have an Iraqi dad and an American mom, we have an atmosphere that other families don't have

My Family Story 8

When I was four years old, I really liked to imitate people.

One day, my dad was leaving for work in the morning, but didn't come out of the bathroom for a long time. So I curiously stretched my little head to see my dad, just a small bottle of hair folded and sprayed. I did the same thing after he left and ran off to play.

A moment later, Grandma came back to buy food. Laughed at me and said I was a little hedgehog. I got curious and touched it with my hand, it was hard, a strand of it was like a steel needle, as if it was frozen, and the taste was unbearable!

The story of my family9

Time passed like running water, the past is y engraved in my mind, which makes me the most impressive thing that happened one day when I was six years old, is the story of my family.

That morning, at dawn, my mom woke me up, wiped my eyes, and asked listlessly, "What's wrong?" Mom smiled and said, "This morning your grandmother went to buy meat and dumpling skin, grandmother has been wrapping dumplings, there are some dumplings in the pot Oh! Hurry down and eat!" I said happily, "Good."

I came downstairs and saw that my grandmother was wrapping dumplings, then I went to the kitchen and opened the lid of the pot, and an aroma came out. I thought: wow! It's so fragrant! Then look at the pot, snow-white dumplings like the moon in the dark, and sometimes like a small boat floating on the water. Soon the dumplings were boiling. The dumplings floating on the surface of the water looked like they had become thinner, the smooth skin of the dumplings was tightly attached to the meat filling, they were really white and red! I went to the table and watched my grandmother making dumplings, and as I watched, I became interested. I picked up a piece of dumpling skin and put it in the palm of my hand like my grandmother, then I used a spoon to scoop up some meat filling and put it in the center of the dumpling skin, then I folded it and pinched it, and the dumpling was finished! I compared my dumpling with Grandma's and realized that it was very ugly, but I didn't give up and tried to make a few more dumplings. But I didn't give up and tried to make some more. As expected, I got better and better. Another plate of dumplings was ready, and I followed Grandma to the kitchen. I followed Grandma to the kitchen, where she used a spoon to lift the dumplings from the pot and put them into another dish. She poured out the water in the pot and poured some more water. Then she poured the dumplings into the pot and boiled them. Soon, this plate of dumplings was freshly baked. When I saw the dumplings I made with my own hands, my heart was full of joy.

At dinner time, my grandmother brought the dumplings to the table, and I immediately used my chopsticks to clip a dumpling and tasted it, ah! It's really delicious! Mom and grandma also tasted the dumplings I made and said in the same voice: "It's delicious!" I asked, "Really? I asked, "Really?" Mom smiled and said, "Of course it's true, why, don't you even believe my words?"

I quickly said, "No, I believe it is not okay?" At once, all three of us laughed.

I ate my own dumplings, and my heart was happy. Although the appearance of my dumplings is not particularly good, but I enhanced the hands-on skills in the process.

My Family Story 10

What is home? Home is a bunch of warm sunshine, can melt away the ice and snow on the heart; home is a bright lamp, can light up the night walkers late return journey; home is a warm harbor, can shield life in the inevitable storm; home is a breeze, can brush away the trouble and sorrow ...... living in such a warm and happy family is happy.

After lunch, my brother and I are ready to go to Zhongbai Plaza to watch a movie, but just when I walked to the bus stop sign, I was thirsty, I felt my pocket, as if I forgot to bring money, and thought: "What to do!" I walked forward with my head hanging down, my brother seemed to see that something was wrong with me, and kindly inquired of me, "What's wrong with you, are you thirsty?" I nodded and shook my head in embarrassment. My brother patted my shoulder and then ran to the supermarket to buy me water. But just at that moment, the 15 bus we were going to take just happened to come, I looked anxiously in the direction of the supermarket, and could only watch as the bus slowly drove away from in front of me. My brother walked across the dangerous road and ran over to me and said happily, "Don't be anxious, there are still a lot of cars, we'll wait a little longer, here's your water." I took the water handed to me by my brother, it was my favorite lemonade soda, which my brother hadn't bought himself.

My brother and I went to the movie theater, and my brother used his own pocket money to help me buy a movie ticket again. Looking at my brother's happy expression, I was also infected. While watching the movie, we shared the happy episodes together, and the scary places, my brother took my hand and told me not to be afraid.

This is the happy life of my family, listening to the little story of my brother and I, do you also want to have a brother like this! Then welcome to sit in my house often!

My family story 11

What is home? Home is a bright light that can make people feel bright and expel the darkness in their hearts; home is a wayfinding beacon that points out the direction of the voyage; home is a beam of warm sunshine that can dispel the frost in their hearts. Now, let you listen to the story of my family!

There are four people in my family, my father, my mother, my brother and me. My brother is only 8.5 months old, and my mom and dad love us very much. It was a spring, my dad and I went to the square to ride a bike. I never knew how to ride a bicycle before, but I dared to try it with my dad's company this time. I wanted my dad to hold me up and I rode slowly. Gradually, I rode faster and faster, my dad still held me up, my dad bent over, a big hand gripped the back seat, and ran behind the car for countless round trips, panting with fatigue. Looking at my dad's tired appearance, I asked him to sit down and take a rest first, watching me ride. Dad sat on the bench and watched me intently, afraid that I would fall. As I rode on, the car suddenly swayed from side to side like it was out of control. Ah! I was so scared that I almost fell on the ground. Dad ran to my side, looking at the tiny beads of sweat on his forehead, I knew that he was also scared. He hurriedly pulled me up, carefully surveyed my whole body, and said, "Is everything okay? Son." I shook my head. Dad, however, said nothing and wouldn't let me ride anymore. I feel so happy to have my dad's love!

There was another time, I could not sleep at night, so I sat on the bed and turned on the lamp to read. Suddenly a figure came over, I panicked and threw the book, quickly drilled into the nest. At this time, a voice rang in my ears, it turned out to be my mother. "Son, it's so late and still not sleeping, reading books like this will hurt your eyes." I said, "Can't sleep." I stretched out my head to look, mom full of love, sitting on the side of my bed to coax me to sleep, I feel so warm ah!

I remember the time when I had a high fever, my mom and dad were busy giving me fever. I comforted them and said, "I'm fine." "Still say it's okay, are burning 39 degrees." Mom said while wetting the towel on my head, while taking out the thermometer to see if the fever had gone down, the result was that the fever did not go down, mom and dad were busy again. A day and a night, my temperature finally came down, but mom and dad are more tired.

In order to thank my mom and dad, the only thing I can do now is to study well, and when I grow up, I will take care of my mom and dad.

Yesterday, I heard my teacher tell me that there is a place where there is a special shortage of water, and that we should save water in the future. I told my mom the water-saving story that my teacher had told us, and told her that the water shouldn't be thrown away, but that it could be used for many other purposes! For example, it can be used to flush the toilet, can be used to water the flowers.

After listening to my education, my mom said she would do what I said. I also told my mom that the bath water should not be poured out later, it is also very useful! Mom praised me on the spot. I was really happy, I must supervise my mom to do a good job of saving water in our house.

We are a family of three, really a trio. The first thing I'd like to say is that I don't think I'm going to be able to do that, but I think I'm going to be able to do that, and I think I'm going to be able to do that. And mom holds the financial power, want to eat three delicious, a little tooth, must be respectful, just like a disk according to the east of the Sun Quan. And I, that is, the three sides of the country in the most benevolent ~ the weakest Shu Lord Liu Bei, but I "Liu Huangshi" text no Zhuge Liang, Wu no Zhao Zilong, a bare-knuckle commander, only single-handedly.

The most annoying thing is that, when I violated the rules of the family, mom does not "Liu pick Cao", but "Cao pressure Liu", I think my little "Liu Bei", how can I take care of both the head and the tail to maneuver between the two enemies? How can I, a small Liu Bei, maneuver between the two enemies? In the end, although not to the head broken blood, but also cried bitterly, a big loss of "royal family" face!

Back in the day, my wings were not yet full, and I was afraid of my dad's "five-fingered mountain (fan)". Once the teacher visited the cottage, I thought tonight there must be a storm, although I know that the fate of the less fortunate, but only boldly "single knife to the meeting". However, the moon knife into a fruit knife, I am peeling apples for the teacher to get close to it! Maybe the teacher for my true feelings moved, will be my praise, dad a happy, and I want to "tea on heroes", that look as if to say: "the world's heroes, only you and me father and daughter two people!" I was flattered, broke a glass cup, see my father slightly moved, I will be like a foot oil fly. A few days later, mom told me that I went out, the teacher put me to her bag to put the caterpillar is told, dad angry, want to chase me, I have been straight to the "Jingzhou" to go! I am not sure if I can do this, but I am sure that I can do it.

The most skillful, to count the "empty city". When the Wuhou Yaoqin back Zhongda, leaving a thousand years of good news, today history repeats itself, but it is more flavorful.

"Hey, what's going on!" Dad, who was reading the newspaper, showed half of his head.

"Hey, I'm going to play for a while." Dad's snooping skills make me shiver.

"Did you finish your homework? Dad pulls out the magic words.

"Finished." I answered in a rush, not actually writing a word yet, so my body was sweating with fear.

"Huh? Really?" Dad gave a double take.

" Really." I nodded my head fiercely, still not moving.

"Alright, go play!" Dad shrunk half his head into the newspaper again, MY GOD, that was close, I ran out as if I had been pardoned. Empty city trick always make, that does not work, once, by the dad caught the handle - an empty workbook, he sank his face, through a few points of majesty. I immediately two strands of chills, but also do not care about the knees have gold, and quickly took out the magic weapon - crying! Liu Bei a cry, the world for the move, Dad also had to put the heart soft, let me pass.

Dad since the TV show heard Cao Cao's "short song line", woke up his sleep for many years of literary cells, pulling the voice singing: "to the wine when the song, the geometry of life?" This caused the chickens to fly and the dogs to bark, and the neighbors to feel uneasy; not only did Grandma Zhang upstairs evoke the idea of cotton-picking, but even Master Qin, who sold broken gongs under the building, wanted to come to the door to recruit workers. So, I want to play Zhou Lang, to combat its arrogance, let him see where the real singer, but he does not seem to realize this, but intensified, all day in front of me to amplify the volume, but also complacent to put the head up, really arrogant, rotten wood can not be carved also.

The couple sang, mom to participate in the unit's cultural evening also want to dance on stage, specially for me to buy a delicious, want to hire a cheap guide. A silk scarf, plus a few bamboo bones will become a delicate fan, who know that put in the hands of the mother, the left twisted right swing, no sense of beauty to speak of, I showed her a couple of hands, pointing out the way, who would like to think that the mother will be as if I was a crouching dragon, fearful. I took the opportunity to propose to buy a laptop computer, as the remuneration for teaching dance, mom suddenly angry: "silly girl, send you to the mental hospital!" "Bang". "I threw the door shut with a bang, and I cursed my mom for being ungrateful and unappreciative.

My family of three, civil war, but also happy. The old saying goes: "All things under the sun, when they are divided for a long time, they must be united, and when they are united for a long time, they must be divided". I don't know whether Dad can unify my family's rivers and mountains, in short, the future, who knows it!

"It's not a matter of liking it or not, but since you're raising it, you have to take responsibility for it." Dad often said so.

I finally got a cat. I've been looking forward to it for many years and finally got a cute little companion. Flower Sow - I named her because is a gray floral tiger spotted cat. She loves to run and play and always wants to go outside. Every time I come home from school, she is at the door early to greet me and scurries out in a flash as soon as I open the door. She's a very agile little one. If I held out my hand to her, she immediately lowered herself to the ground, shifted her feet gently, and waited for an opportunity to dart up and grab my hand. When dad propped his hand on the wall, she would also press down, staring at his hand without looking away, her hind limbs kept moving, storing up her strength, and prancing up, and all of a sudden she pounced on dad's hand, which was literally as tall as I am, and I couldn't help but let out an exclamation of surprise. "Do you see if the flower seedlings have the talent of athletes?" Dad said without a trace of amusement.

Once, the family came to a lot of guests, until the guests left for a while I did not see her. I was so anxious that I searched the house over and over again, in the closet, under the bed, under the table, but I couldn't find her. I, too, went around the living room, trying to remember what had happened, and every now and then I went around the rooms again. For a moment it seemed to me that I was hallucinating again; had she drifted out like a gust of wind, the moment she sent her guests away? It was something she could really do. "That's not right, I didn't see her run out the door!" Dad said with a puzzled frown. "It's okay, I'm sure we'll find it." I could tell Dad was anxious too, but still didn't forget to comfort me. "Go! Look for it downstairs with me," Could Dad be hallucinating too? We went down the stairs one step at a time. We went downstairs, called her name over and over again in the bushes, and waited for the "meow" response. But in the end, we didn't hear anything. "Sapling can't have gone outside the neighborhood, she won't be able to come back!" I cried, deflated. "No no no, she's timid, she won't run far, ah!" Dad patted my shoulder to comfort, in fact, I know that he has no bottom in his heart.

It was getting dark, we just had to go back first. "How can it be? It's impossible to not find it." I pondered as we walked. "She must be somewhere, we just haven't found her yet. I'm going to look around the house again." Dad said. I too renewed my hope and my eyes lit up as I raced back. "Here na!" I only heard dad shout. Only to see that in the deepest closet of the checkroom, Flower Sapling had just opened her sleepy eyes and was yawning through the glass door. "You say you yo!" Dad spread both his hands in great relief! And the tears were already welling up in my eyes.

Of course it's not just a matter of like or dislike, it's love!

My Family Story 15

Last New Year's Eve, we were all watching the Spring Festival Gala in the living room. Suddenly, my grandmother gave me a red envelope, opened it, wow, there are 1000 yuan, and my grandfather also gave me a red envelope of the same.

Finally, it was the long-awaited second day of the Lunar New Year, because it was the day I could go to my grandmother's house to collect the red envelopes. Early in the morning, we brought a carload of gifts to Grandma's house, Grandma secretly stuffed me with a thick red envelope, she whispered that this is her and Grandpa together to give me a red envelope, can not tell my cousin. I carefully stuffed the red envelope into the jacket pocket "most" inside, that day I did not dare to run and play, afraid of red envelope out.

To eat lunch, uncle steamed a large lobster, aunt and uncle burned a large table of delicious food. After people arrived, only to see the aunt took out a pile of red envelopes, each child issued a. Next is the great aunt, and finally is the old mother to send red packets, a day down, I feel the pocket red packets, the heart of the happy flowers.

Because mom said, others to the red envelope can not be opened on the spot to see. Finally waited to go home, I can't wait to open all the red envelopes as soon as I get in the car, counting them one by one, 1, 2, 3 ......56 sheets. Together with my grandparents' red envelopes, and the red envelopes from my uncle's house, aunt's house, and aunt's house that I'll be going to in the next few days. I should be able to receive 10,000 yuan, the thought of which makes me happy.

Every year, my mom will help me to deposit the red packets in the bank. This is the story of my family's Spring Festival!