Let love travel the world

Let the family travel the world

I was born into a seemingly ordinary but extraordinary family. Ordinary, because my father and mother are ordinary teachers; extraordinary, because my family is full of deep love, I live in a strong family almost every day.

Dad, in my mind is tall and majestic. Usually I go home after school and go to work after eating. Maybe at this time, other people's father will go to watch TV, but my father will accompany me to do homework. When I was doing my homework, my dad would sit next to the book that I was doing homework, from the national small to the present. Turning on the experience of growing up, one of the chapters was deeply engraved in my mind. At that time, I was in the sixth grade. After school, I finished my meal. When my father had not finished eating, I started to write homework. I went back to the room, sat down, didn't pick up the pen, but picked up a magazine and looked up. I think: just look at it for a while, Dad won't find it! So, I looked up cheerfully, but I didn't know that an hour had slipped away from my fingertips. Suddenly, the door opened! “How many homework did you write?” I was scared from this chair and jumped out of my chair, and my heart jumped like a bunny. . "Don't write homework, read magazines here, do you want to go to bed at 12 o'clock! Do you know that you will soon start a small life? Now is more precious, you are doing a good job, read magazines here!" The face rose red, and I stared at me with my eyes, and the eyes seemed to shoot a spark! Then he yelled at me like a lion: "You must finish this set of questions today! Otherwise, don't sleep! I will let you remember for a long time, and you will dare to waste time after seeing you!" I glanced at it and slammed the door. I reluctantly wrote a thick set of questions slowly. Drowsiness soon started attacking me, and the two eyelids began to "snoring." I quickly did the question, who made me waste time! "Well, don't write, go to sleep!" Dad suddenly became amiable: "Don't do this later, now is the key period, I am also anxious for you!" I looked up at Dad, the original black hair Now it has been white. Let me know that the father's love is harsh but full of care. Dad used the punishment method to let me know that I should cherish the time and plan my study and life.

Father loves mountains, tall and majestic; father loves water, clear and sweet; father loves fire, passionate and harsh. In our lives, although the father's love is not as great as the mother's love, but ordinary and ordinary; although the father's love is not as deep as the mother's love, but shallowly marks the traces in life; the father's love is not as beautiful as the mother, but is scattered in life. Bit by bit

Dad is like a compass, pointing out the direction when I am lost. Dad is like a mountain, which gives me a desire for victory; Dad is a storybook that can never be said.

My mother seems to be loved but also kind and virtuous in my mind. Turning on the first chapter of the experience of growing up, that thing is really unforgettable - that winter, that day, the wind is biting, piercing the heart like a needle, and the snow is blooming in the afternoon. I went home after school and I was cold, so I told my mother. After listening to the fragrant rice, my mother was anxious, like an ant on a hot pot. Mother touched my forehead with that warm hand, oh! Have a fever! My mother said nothing, dropped the work in her hand, and quickly went to the hospital with me. When I arrived at the hospital, my mother was busy registering and paying fees. I sat in a chair and watched my mother's busy back. I felt that my mother was very hard and my nose was sour. Because I was only eight or nine years old at the time, I was a little scared of injections, and felt that there was a disaster flying birds flying around in the sky, and it was possible to hit my head at any time. My mother seemed to see my mind, and touched my head and said, "Don't be afraid, be strong, just like the ants bite, it's okay..." The mother's words are like a panacea, after listening to it, my heart is also Not so scared. I grabbed my mother's hand with my hand. My mother has become rough from the slender, smooth hands, and there are cracks on the back of the hand, and my mother's hands are cold and cool like snowballs. Naughty tears can't help but turn around in my eyes. Unknowingly, my hand seemed to be bitten by a bite by the ant. This is the face that I saw my mother's kindness and worried face. I suddenly felt the warmth of maternal love. There is still a warmth in my heart.

Mother love is like a grassland, and I am a naughty child, playing and enjoying in a thousand miles of grassland; mother love is like a vast sky, I am a bird, flying in the arms of the sky mother; mother love is like A sea of ​​knowledge, I am a small fish, in this ocean is only to absorb the truth of being human.

In the cold winter, my mother will bring me warmth; in the hot summer, my mother will bring me cool; when I succeed, my mother will give me praise and encouragement; when I fail, my mother will give me confidence!

Family, just like a piece of signpost in the confusion, guides you to the road ahead; family, like a lamp, illuminates the life you should go; family, like a cup of tea, can warm your heart. I am a seedling, my father and mother watered me with sweat beads and made me grow into a big tree.

The most valuable thing in the world is family, we must learn to cherish the family around us. I love my home full of love!

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