My family consists of four people, my father, my mother, my brother and I. We are very happy and we talk and laugh every day. My dad is a workaholic, and he only knows how to work all day long. Whenever my mom calls my dad after dinner and asks him if he's coming home for dinner, my dad always says he'll be right home, but in the end, it's always my mom who heats up the food over and over again before I see my dad back home in the stars.
When he came home, he didn't rush to eat, but always came to me and my brother to ask us about our studies.
Mom, a kind housewife and office worker, always ate delicious meals when I came home. Whenever mom came home, she would add happiness and joy to the house. As soon as she came home, she would turn on the TV or DVD and listen to music while doing her chores, and the way she did her chores was like dancing. It often made my brother and I laugh. She also cares a lot about my studies. If I have a problem I can't do, my mom will be by my side to explain it to me. She is also very serious, if I do something wrong, my mom will criticize me harshly, although I sometimes get angry, but I know from the bottom of my heart that my mom beats me and criticizes me for my own good, so I don't take it personally.
My brother, who has a white complexion, has a touch of gentleness in his features! He is the object of my mom's frequent education. This is why? He is good at everything, both at school and at home. Whenever my mom compares him to me, I always stare at him, wanting to eat him up. But he always helped me out and told mom to talk less about me. Hmph, that's more like my brother, otherwise I'd have to tear him into pieces one day!
Talking about me ah, cherry-like mouth, face with a pair of deep dimples, can sing and dance! Although the mouth is a little greedy, love to play a little temper, but this can not stop my father, mother, brother's love for me. I'm the little princess of the family! But I love them too, it's true!
I will always love my home!
I have a warm and happy home, in which there is love and joy everywhere. My father's humor and my mother's kindness make our home even warmer.
One sunny morning, my mom and dad and I took an overnight train to the capital city of Beijing. As soon as we arrived, we heard the good news that there was a "family competition" game on the North Ring Road next to the Happy Supermarket, which started at nine o'clock. My mom and dad and I hurriedly put our stuff in the hotel and went to register. The game is about to start!
The first game: parents put their children in the middle, legs tied with a rope, three people walk together, the first to reach the end of the family victory. Ready, a gunshot, I and my parents quickly rushed to the finish line, because I walk the law always and my parents do not set, my parents simply put me up to go. Haha, really cool, really like flying general feeling, I look back, the other families are still far away from us, immediately to the finish line. I'm going to the finish line soon! We won the first game! I was so happy.
The second game: relay race, parents and children running, one after another, the first to finish of course, the victory! My mom and I let my dad take the lead because he was the fastest, I was second and my mom was last. Dad runs every day. Now, running is like Zhang Fei eating bean sprouts for him - a piece of cake. When it was my turn, I sprinted forward like a brave swallow and opened up the distance for my mom, so it would be much easier for her to run. The work was done, and we still won the second game! I was highly excited.
The third game: telepathy, parents compare children guess. This is a game to test whether the hearts of parents and children are in tune with each other. At the beginning of the game, my mom and dad nervously gesticulated and I nervously guessed. I don't know if it was because our cards were too simple or I was too smart, but I guessed everything in no time and got it all right!
Then, the host announced that the winner of the "Family Competition" was the Metal Sara T's family (when I signed up for the contest, the host asked me to give my family a name, so I did)! I was so excited that I jumped up and down, and when I looked at my mom and dad, who were all sweaty and red, my dad laughed, my mom laughed, and I couldn't be happier. I approached my mom and dad and used my soft little hands to help them dry off their sweat. The bystanders all applauded and congratulated us. After receiving our prizes, we were happy as birds, hugged it and went back to the hotel.
This game made me feel the perfection of this family, the warmth of this family, the coziness of this family, the joy of this family, and how wonderful everything in this family is!
Ah! I love my home, I love this loving home!
Sailing ships, the ultimate destination is the harbor; far away birds, eternal attachment is the forest, whether it is a hasty return or a hasty departure of the traveler, the heart of the place is always in mind - home.
A room, dad, mom and I will form my home.
I love my home.
A heavenly home gives me joy and happiness, like an ageless spring; a heavenly home gives me pink memories, like a colorful photo album. I opened this photo album, recalling a joyful tour, and mom and dad together to enjoy the tall willow waving fluttering sadness and lingering; snow-white clouds fluttering when the ease and spontaneity; colorful flowers "dancing" in a thousand forms ...... we enjoy the nature gives us everything. We enjoy all that nature has given us. However, all of this is because I have a home. It gives me a carefree life, which is my dream. My home has given me unforgettable experiences; a pleasant walk through childhood, through adolescence, and a vigorous and energetic walk towards youth.
I love my home.
Home is the harbor of the soul. When I wear a tired dust, dragging two legs like lead, will always draw a word from the clutter of the brain - home. Knocking on the door of the familiar home, in front of my eyes (the world's most beautiful flower - parents' smile; then floated is the world's most melodious rhythm - parents' voice. All of a sudden all the tiredness disappears, a warm current flows all over the body. I don't know when, under the desk lamp to study my homework next to me has a cup of steaming milk, milk emits a strong flavor, seems to be the parents of the strong love. I savored it, and finally a wave of warmth came to my heart. Home brought warmth and flowed with affection.
I love my home.
Home is a wonderful beginning, gave me the confidence to win. When I was chagrined, a firm word of encouragement from my dad, "Let it go, don't hold on to it, put all the unhappiness behind you, regroup and meet a new day, a new challenge." When I was in pain, my parents' warm smiles gave me more confidence. Mom used to say, "Smile weakly and leave it to evil, and you will see evil, shivering, for what evil fears most is a smile in the face of truth." I have engraved every word of encouragement from my parents in my heart, turning it into sunny assistance when I fall; into waves of courage when I am confused; and into breezy comfort when I am lost.
I love you, my home!
One person can't put together a home; two people put together a home; three people put together a complete home; four people put together a happy home. My happy home consists of my father, my mother, my brother and me together, and I live happily in this happy garden.
Father's Love
I am a treasure in my dad's eyes, and he will never allow anyone to hurt his treasure. Even if it is sometimes the fault of the treasure--
"Why did you steal my cake? Tell me?" A near thunderous roar ran into my ear mixture. I scratched my ears and said, "Ugh, don't be so petty? A small piece of cake why such a big fire, besides, what makes you say that I ate it, the judge also need evidence to decide the case!" My brother was so angry that he found a judge to give him a reason. Unfortunately, my brother was unlucky to find a "very strict" judge, "Dad, look at my little sister, she turned into a mouse and stole my cake." Dad's eyes narrowed into a slit, pretending to be strict, "You honestly say that you ate it? "I'm not guilty, why would I steal it? You forget that I ate that toothache, please I do not eat, why do I have to go to the dark to eat it?" "Well" Dad nodded "reasonable, son ah you got it wrong, your sister will not steal food, will you eat and forget it?" My brother's eyes widened, and he must have regretted finding such a "strict" judge, and ran out with his head down. Dad pushed down on the iron head "You."
I turned into a cup of lukewarm water in my mom's heart, warm in her hands, but sometimes chilling her. "You come here." Mom said to me angrily, "Why are you still stealing your brother's, your father's not all for you? Didn't this tooth hurt all night for that? Why don't you learn from your mistakes?" Mom began her theory of education. Why didn't Mom become an educator? This way she can save the lesser children who have lost their way! I thought to myself. "Son! You should not do this, if you want to eat you tell mom, mom buy for you, but not like this ah!" I am a person is to eat softly, but not hard, can not tolerate mom so low voice "begged" me, had to promise to go to the old man to make amends to the money.
Brother's Joy
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have stolen your food." "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have stolen your food." "Haha, how come our Missy also apologized to the maid. How rare." Older brother had a wicked smile on his face. "I'm sorry." I purposely raised my voice. "It's okay, it's okay." No way when did this adulterer go from good to bad, must still have bad ideas. "This month's bowls and clothes will trouble you, old sister, you really think of brother!" Alas, it's all because of my mouth that I changed myself from a young lady to a servant. I forgot to say that I'm just a piece of clay in my brother's eyes, he can do whatever he wants.
My happy family is made up of a "kind" dad, a "fickle" mom, a "cute" brother and a "naughty" me. The "naughty" and "naughty" me, one without the other!
"Can, what do you want to eat tomorrow night?"
"Well ------ I most want to eat beer duck, but also to drink pork rib soup -------"
"Good, tomorrow to buy."
"Don't forget to drink the milk before you go to school, a glass of milk can strengthen a nation! Stick with it and you'll be taller than your dad!"
Mom repeated the same question every day without getting tired of it, and I got all kinds of answers every day. When I eat dinner, my mother presented the dishes in front of my eyes as if by magic, making me salivate.------- humorous father often while tasting the dishes while also criticizing my mother too "spoiled" me, according to this eating, the family will soon be a "financial crisis". The company's website is a great source of information about the company's products and services.
Mother said, "I'm in charge of my own place," as she pretended to be angry! Chan Chan at noon in the cafeteria to eat, the food standard is average, come back and then do not make up for a complement, the size of the long but you, after the interview for the military school can not pass, see how you do? Dad still smiled and responded: "I only heard that Japanese children drink milk to strengthen their physique and increase their height. It seems that I have not heard of eating beer duck, KFC ------- also grow in size, maybe the more you grow fatter oh!"
"Shut up your crow's mouth, from tomorrow onwards you father and son early exercise, enhance physical fitness and not fat, two birds with one stone!"
Dizzy! It seems that after the dad and my lazy completely soaked up, mom in order to facilitate the supervision, but also posted a table on the wall, each responsible for their own. The first thing I'd like to say is that I don't think I'm going to be able to do that!
Another ordinary day, in accordance with past practice, I came home from school, the first thing to do is to pan the rice, the rice first cook up, and then write homework, waiting for my mother to come home to do the dishes.
Six o'clock arrived, it is time for mom to come back, whenever this time, I will always pay special attention to listen to the sound of the door, suddenly, "snap ------" from the alley came from the rhythmic sound of high heels, the sound is getting closer and closer, more and more clear, maybe telepathy, maybe mother and child together, maybe I smelled the aroma of beer duck -------- I rushed to open the door, and sure enough, it was mom! The kitchen will soon come "dong dong dong dong" sound of cutting vegetables, vegetables "pouncing times" into the frying pan sound, "bone lulu" dishes cooked roll sound; intertwined into a piece of natural kitchen symphony! ------
The square table with three dishes and one soup, I, my father, my mother sat together to enjoy a delicious dinner, the aroma of the pork chop soup filled the upper part of the table, but also warmed my heart, the happy and cozy family of three bursts of laughter.
Simple comment: harmony in the natural flow, happiness in the details of the bloom!
Part I: I love my home
The evening dusk is covered by darkness, the storm is coming, at this moment, the heart is only left with a **** the same wish - to go home.
In the place where the sun rises in the sky, there is a bright lamp shining on you, that magical light, with a different kind of warmth.
Home, it is not only when you are hurt, comforting you:
Home, it is also in your difficulties, guiding you.
"Going home" is a simple word, but it reveals love and care, and it soothes my fragile heart at once.
"It's cold, you need to put on more clothes," the same words are repeated every day, but they contain the warmth of home.
Remember that ordinary trivia, one step at a time, looking back to find that it is so fulfilling and so reminiscent of ......
"Baby, eat." A more ordinary words, full of a mother's love for her family, which comes from the family, from loved ones, from the love of blood is thicker than water; looking at the fragrant rice, cold no longer exists, but also seems to have never appeared, and even outside the window whistling with the cold wind also do not feel vaguely down.
Night, and the question number in the battle I heard footsteps, is so light, seems to not want me to listen to, at the end of the father handed a cup of hot tea, the face does not bring any smile, but from the moment he turned around, clearly from the pair of sidelong glance saw a trace of worry ......
I love my home, because home is the source of my motivation, because I love my home. Because home is the source of my motivation.
I love my home because it is the oasis of my life.
Fiery red is my maple leaves blown by the wind fluttering up, bewitching dance, flowers looking up at the night, looking back askance at the story of the day ......
The wind lightly arashi over the surroundings become icy cold, but the house in front of the house exudes a lingering love, deep love... ...
I love my house, even the sunset is not only envious of the warmth, and even the darkness of the night to praise the coziness.
Sighing the poignant misfortune of the Maiden of the Snow, but also celebrating God's favor on me. I love my home, the warmth of it, and the four seasons of the sky.
The starry sky presents a mesmerizing view, intoxicating and evocative, but I just want to say, "I love my home."
Part II: I love my home
My home, and many families in the world is almost the same, is a warm home, a comfortable home, a happy family of four, but also the animal house, why? Because my family have their own characteristics, want to hear it? Let's hear it slowly.
My mom is a clever and lively "bunny", very kind to people. I remember one time, I took a lot worse than usual exam paper to my mom to sign. My mom didn't scold me, but touched my head and discussed the topic with me. With my mom's help, I soon figured it out and was relieved. Voila! Mom is really a good tempered rabbit ah!
It was my dad's turn to shine. Dad is a humorous and knowledgeable "dragon spirit". His humor, coupled with a funny expression on his face, was enough to make me "fall over". At the same time, he was a good father who cared about me. When I was at home, I used to have discussions with my dad, and it was strange to see how clear my mind became at those moments!
Next, it's time to talk about my silly, cute "little snake". I'm a witty person, but sometimes I can be silly and cute. Remember once, I am writing homework, suddenly a word difficult, then ran to ask my father: "funny 'ji' how to write?" Dad heard, showed a look of surprise, said: "No way? You've forgotten?" I still looked at him stupidly. Dad slapped himself on the head and passed out. I thought for a moment and pulled out my dictionary. "Oh! So that's how it's written!"
Next! is my sister "calf", alas, the calf has a cow's temper, that is a "stubborn", and she spoke, you will be surprised how she is young, but speak so well, people feel ashamed of themselves ah! Sister can be regarded as the treasure of the family, what interesting things almost all with her. She also likes to dance, nothing to do there to shake her butt and stretch her hands. You see, dancing again, that up and down the pigtails can be really cute!
My "animal family" is very interesting, isn't it? I love this cozy, laughter-filled home.
I love my house!
Article 3: I love my home
Home is a warm flavor, a happy flavor, a sour flavor. Home is a strong love. "Hahahahaha ......" This is our family of three gathered around the TV set in front of the happy. When there is happiness, mom and dad always share it with me; but when there is difficulty, mom and dad always hide it from me. Everywhere in the home is the parents with hard sweat in exchange for, every place is hiding a flavor - warmth.
That day I saw a "left-behind children's wishes".
The program made me realize how happy I was. I was impressed by a seven-year-old boy whose parents left for work when he was three years old and didn't come back for four years. The boy couldn't even remember what his parents looked like. It was almost New Year's Eve when the program was broadcast, and the little boy's wish was: Dad, mom come back for New Year's Eve, I miss you no more. The boy wrote on the wish card with a rough hand that didn't match his age. I looked at my parents again, I don't have to think of my parents' faces in my blurred memories, I don't have to miss my parents in my tattered memories; I can see my parents every day. I suddenly realized that my parents and my home are my inexhaustible happiness.
When I was a child, I was always sick, and my family was very poor at that time. I heard my mother say that when I was a child, I was sick on time, and when my parents were paid, when I was sick. I remember my mother and I said that when I was a child, my family once used a gas canister to cook hot pot, and in the middle of the night when I suffocated my little face turned blue, and did not breathe. My father got up in a hurry, put on his cotton pants inside out, and rode his motorcycle to get me a doctor, and it was still winter. Dad said he did not even feel out of the cold at that time, I do not into the nose a sour, this is the father's love. Yes, my father is always like this never words, let me sometimes even can not feel the father's love. But the wrinkles on my father's face are all carved up by the sorrows of life. Warmth, happiness, bitterness three flavors mixed together, it becomes a strong love, is my parents' love for me, is my love for home.
Home is a sheltered harbor, the Eden of love. I - love - my - home!
Article 4: I love my home
Some people say: home is like a quiet harbor, sheltering us from the wind and rain; home is like a cozy cradle, so that we spend a good childhood; she is the home of the soul, the source of happiness, with a small home, there is a big one. Living at home for eleven years, I really feel the meaning of this sentence, I love my home, more love my family.
My family consists of four people, my father, my mother, my brother and I. We are very happy and we talk and laugh every day. My dad is a workaholic, and he only knows how to work all day long. Whenever my mom calls my dad after dinner and asks him if he's coming home for dinner, my dad always says he'll be right home, but in the end, it's always my mom who heats up the food over and over again before I see my dad back home in the stars.
When he came home, he didn't rush to eat, but always came to me and my brother to ask us about our studies.
Mom, a kind housewife and office worker, always ate delicious meals when I came home. Whenever mom came home, she would add happiness and joy to the house. As soon as she came home, she would turn on the TV or DVD and listen to music while doing her chores, and the way she did her chores was like dancing. It often made my brother and I laugh. She also cares a lot about my studies. If I have a problem I can't do, my mom will be by my side to explain it to me. She is also very serious, if I do something wrong, my mom will criticize me harshly, although I sometimes get angry, but I know from the bottom of my heart that my mom beats me and criticizes me for my own good, so I don't take it personally.
My brother, who has a white complexion, has a touch of gentleness in his features! He is the object of my mom's frequent education. This is why? He is good at everything, both at school and at home. Whenever my mom compares him to me, I always stare at him, wanting to eat him up. But he always helped me out and told mom to talk less about me. Hmph, that's more like my brother, otherwise I'd have to tear him into pieces one day!
Talking about me ah, cherry-like mouth, face with a pair of deep dimples, can sing and dance! Although the mouth is a little greedy, love to play a little temper, but this can not stop my father, mother, brother's love for me. I'm the little princess of the family! But I love them too, it's true!
I will always love my home!
Part 5: I love my family
There are three bugs in my family: my mom, who is a bug, my dad, who is a chess bug, and me, who is a bug.
"Muddle bug"--Mom:
One time, I came home from school, only to see my mom sighing at the computer, I asked, "What's wrong?" "My pictures!" "Hmm?" "I helped someone else P half of the photo .... Didn't save it.... Just turned it off!" I secretly snickered, this kind of thing happens to her all the time. I remember one time, she came back from the supermarket and yelled as soon as she walked in the door, "Ah! I left my umbrella at the supermarket!" And she explained with round eyes, "I can't be considered confused this time, I know I left my umbrella at the supermarket!" Dad and I both laughed.... "That's not confusing!"
"Chess Bug" - Dad:
My dad is a chess lover, and when he's playing chess, he can't hear anything mom and I say. Once, he was playing chess with someone online when my mom and I called him for dinner. He promised repeatedly, "Right away! Right away!" After waiting for half a day and not seeing anything, mom said, "Let's eat first! Leave him alone!" When we cleaned up the dishes and watched TV, he had almost finished playing chess and asked us, "Do you want to eat?" You see! What a real chess bug. That's right! Isn't it true that when Dad is playing chess, he'll say yes to anything I ask? I'll have to try that next time! Oh~
"Stink bug"--me:
It's a bit unfair to say that I stink! My mom has been calling me a stinky egg since I was a kid, but what is it about me that stinks? Probably.... Feet it! Every time I come home from school, my feet can always smoke mom wow, "Ah! Why do they smell so bad!" And rush me to wash my feet. If Dad was home, I would have said, "Look, it's Dad who's close to you, the stench is coming from him! Dad would have said, "It's not me!" ....... So it became a war of the three, but in the end the winner had to be mom, either driving me into the bathroom or driving dad into the bathroom.
The three bugs in my house are special, aren't they! I love my house!
Part 6: I love my home
Home, can give people a warm feeling, can make people full of confidence, from failure to pick up. However home is the most important pillar of people in any place.
I have a cozy home, my home is neither as wide and luxurious as a high-rise house, nor as old and shabby as a house in a country village. Every day our home is cleaned up, which is all thanks to my mom. Every day I get to eat sweet and savory meals, and that's all because of Dad. And what credit do I have? It is to bring pleasant laughter to this family!
I remember when I was in the second grade, before I went to school, my mother always packed my bag, helped me carry my backpack, tidied up the corner of my coat, and instructed me to say: "Go to school and study hard, and in the future make a contribution to the country ......" I always naughty yes! I always naughty promise: "En". I don't realize that every word contains my mother's expectations of me.
When I was in the sixth grade, I thought I had grown up and wanted to ride my bike to school, but my dad said to me, "The traffic outside is chaotic, and it's not safe for you to ride your bike to school alone." After I heard that, I felt that it was my dad who made me feel the infinite care of parents for their children, which is a treasure that can't be bought even with money.
Now I'm in my first year, I'm a middle school student, but every morning my dad would give me a glass of milk to supplement my nutrition. Although it is a small cup of milk, but this sends my father's concern for me, my selfless love, really "thousands of miles to send goose feather, gift is light," I was touched by this strong true love.
On one occasion, I memorized the selection of the text "Remembering to Read", how can I not memorize it. At this time, my mother came, she told me, memorize the text by rote is not possible, to master the trick. She told me that it was better to memorize the text than to learn it by heart, and that I had to learn the tricks of the trade! I followed my mom's method of memorizing, and I memorized the text in one go. Thanks to my mom's method, my mom is so nice!
"A child traveling a thousand miles is worried about his mother," and "The thread in the hands of a loving mother, the clothes on the body of a wandering son." This is all praise father's love, mother's love. Fully embodies the selflessness, greatness and simplicity of parental love.
Shouldn't I study hard and get good grades to repay my parents? At the same time, I also want to repay my parents for giving me this warm home!
I love my family, I love every member of my family, and I love my home even more!
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