a letter to parents

Dear father, mother:

Greetings!

People say: "The home is a warm harbor, the home is the cradle of happiness, and the home is a safe haven for sheltering the wind and rain." Our family of three lives in this happy harbor.

Dad, mother, for many years, this family has recorded the bits and pieces of our lives. This family has also experienced ups and downs, tasted the ups and downs of life, and felt the joys and sorrows of the world. There are many touching things to walk past us, and there are many warm streams flowing into our hearts. There are joyful times and unforgettable sadness in this happy harbor.

I remember a quiet night in the spring of my nine years old, the scene that happened in this warm harbor, that night left me with too much sadness. Mom, do you remember? That night, your unit has social entertainment. The night is deep. You haven't come back yet. Dad is in a hurry. He is both careful and angry. He walks around the house and sees his father's anxious look. I am even more uneasy. "叮铃铃", a phone call sounded, suddenly broke the silence of the night, Dad can't wait to pick up the phone, raise the voice to the mother for a while, leave the warning "You don't come back, you don't come back", "砰"Hang up the phone."

I was shocked by my father’s sudden move. I don’t know how long it took to see God. I saw your father being restless. I was so anxious that my heart was calling: “Mom, come back soon, come back soon...”, At this time, your mother has another call. Dad said in an indescribable tone: "So many years, how do you have so much entertainment, I am impatient, let's just get well." Then it is "砰" Hung up the phone.

In this situation, my heart is like breaking a bottle of five flavors. It feels especially not a taste. Originally, my heart is like fifteen buckets. Seven hearts and eight, my heart is like being fired by fire, and like being washed by cold water. The tears are like the broken DC of the pearl. I am alive and kicking, and I become listless. Dad, Mom, you must not know how I spent this night of sleepless nights.

This incident casts a shadow on my young mind and traumatizes my young mind. How much I look at a “band-aid” to soothe the wounds in my heart, and this band-aid comes from you – the love of my father, my mother, and the warmth of my home.

As the saying goes, "the couple's bedside quarrels at the end of the bed", "the sky is up and down, the couple fights and does not avenge." After a few days, you are reconciled. How happy I was at the time, do you know? An informal family meeting was held. You know that the mother who lost the gift first opened the mouth. "We have experienced so many hardships. This beautiful home was created by us together. Let us not give up? Dad also said:" I am too anxious, should not say that there are hurtful words. "Listen to your words, my heart is like eating honey, this night I sleep well and do not have a sweet dream."

Some people say: "The husband and wife quarrel with the children", Mom and Dad, you must know, I know that you sometimes have different opinions in life, but you can resolve the contradiction for this family, hit that I haven't seen you quarreling anymore. We cherish the bits and pieces of this family, and care for this home with love, let us feel the warmth of home.

Dear father, mother, let us cherish this home together! Don't let pain become a memory, don't let our home be too lonely, because I love my family, I love mom and dad more! These words have been lingering in my heart for a long time, my heart is blocked, and today I spit.

wish:

Mom and wife are in good health

Your son: 阎朦

Liliguo sixth grade: 阎朦