My family's human story composition 1
Everyone has a family, but not everyone's family is a happy family. A happy family is not happy because it is rich, but a happy family composed of the laughter of several people and the happy smile of everyone every day.
In my family, there are four people: my father, my mother, my brother and me.
My father is an honest, capable and considerate father. He loves me, my mother and my whole family. Although he didn't go to school well when he was a child and now he doesn't have a good formal job, he is a good father in my eyes and a good husband who understands and cares about his mother in my mother's eyes. Tell me about my mother!
Then I'll talk more. Mom: Although she has a bad temper, she is a good daughter-in-law in the eyes of the villagers and a good daughter-in-law in the hearts of grandparents. Grandma is glad that she is not wrong. Yes, my mother is a good mother, but I don't know why. Since entering junior high school, every time I go home on holiday, there is a fierce struggle. Even I don't know why.
Maybe every child doesn't want everything in the hands of his parents when he grows up! Since the children's palace went to junior high school, I suddenly have a feeling that I can't even tell what it is. I feel that I have grown up, but I have many things on my mind, but I don't want to tell anyone about myself, including my mother. I don't want to tell her anything in my heart, because I can't communicate with my mother at all. I think this may be a problem in my heart! Mother: She is a kind and honest mother and will care for others at all costs. Although I love quarrelling with her all day, I mean no harm. I don't know why I am like this.
Friend, can you tell me why everyone is in such a mood at this time?
This is my family. In this warm, tolerant and lucky family, I am growing up healthily and happily. I will always live happily in this family.
My family's human story composition II
After coming home today, I picked up the chessboard and chess pieces and said to my parents, "Who will accompany me for a while?" Mom said, "I don't know anything. I don't even know how to eat. " "Say that finish after mother fled upstairs to wash clothes. Dad said, "Wife, come and stay with him for a while. "See my mother didn't respond, I had to agree to my request. Because I have never beaten him once, and my chess skills are poor.
My father chose black chess, but I didn't expect my father's first coin to be placed in the center. As the saying goes, "Jinjiao has a grass belly with a silver edge". After a while, my father tried to surround me, but never found any edible fragments. After I ate it, my father always looked surprised and said, "Oh!" So I rushed out one by one. I thought to myself: I will win. I went crazy. I thought a chess piece was useless. I was going to treat it as an abandoned child, but my father didn't find it. So I killed a lot of black chess with it. ...
After all, this place can still be rushed in to grab a few more eyes: another one can kill a black chess … but I didn't want my father to lose too badly, so I didn't rush in. Finally, my father won, but I was very happy.
I thrive under the nourishment of "sunshine", which is the love of my parents.
My family's human story composition 3
Family, the harbor of life, but there will be some small storms in the harbor, so there will inevitably be some trivial matters at home.
One day at noon, I woke up after taking a nap and looked up to find the apple on the counter. And it is a big one and a small one. I am embarrassed: will my sister be willing to follow me if I take the big one? Take the small one. I don't want to. Just when I was still hesitating, I reached out and took the big apple. I look back, hum, it's my sister. Seeing me looking at her like this, my sister was quite surprised and asked, "Why don't you take it?" I really regretted it and said unhappily, "I have to exchange this with you." My sister looked at the apple carefully and said with a smile, "delusion, I am older than you, and I should eat the big apple." I said loudly, "I saw the apple first. You have to exchange it with me." In this way, the more we quarrel, the worse it gets. Finally, we quarreled. "You were picked up by your mother." No, you're not mom's own daughter. "
The noise alarmed mom and dad. They hurried to the room and looked at our situation at the moment. I see. My mother said kindly, "You are all my mother's own daughters, but …" My mother suddenly stopped talking. My sister and I looked at each other and bowed our heads in shame. Sister is still smart. She took a fruit knife and divided the big apple in half. I also split the little apple in two. At the same time, my sister and I took the big apple and handed it to our parents respectively. We picked up half a small apple and ate it ourselves. I am happy on purpose and eat hard. Mom and dad stroked their sister's head and smiled with relief. (junior high school composition)
"Although the housework is small, it has a lot of meaning." There are many such troubles at home, but they are all solved by the friendship of family members. Hey, I love my family!
My family's human story composition 4
My home is a happy family of three: a capable father, a beautiful mother and a lovely me.
My father is a computer geek. Whenever he has free time, he will read novels on the computer. Especially after dinner every day, that computer novel is his after-dinner tea. Every time, I have gone to bed, and he is still watching with relish. My father is also a great cook. The food he cooked is not only beautiful in color, but also delicious. Anyone who has eaten his food wants to eat it again.
My mother loves beauty very much. Dress up in front of the mirror for a long time every morning. She paints her face with all kinds of oil, chooses all kinds of clothes to try on, and often asks her father, "Does it look good?"
I am very naughty. My mother once said that I am like a monkey that escaped from Youngor Zoo. I remember once, when I went to my mother's school, I saw a stick and picked it up as a golden hoop. With a bang, the clock on the wall fell and the glass broke all over the floor. My mother suddenly flew into a rage and scolded me severely. As for me, I was quiet for three minutes, and then I started laughing again.
My parents accompany me every day, and my family is always full of laughter. I love my family and I love my parents.
My family's human story composition 5
One night ten years ago, in that dark starry night, there was a cry. From that night on, I lost my closest relative, my father. Since then, the chapter of my happy life has been ruthlessly subverted. From then on, I became a "man and woman".
With the passage of time, my mother's usual words and deeds have changed dramatically. When I get home, my mother always says to me, "Baby, I'm home …" But now I'm afraid to go home. For me, the endless pain of home is unbearable. When I get home, I always hear the sound of smashing things and crying.
After nearly half a year, my mother began to point the finger at me.
I remember once accompanying my mother to the skating rink to learn skating. As a beginner, I look forward to my mother's concern. I just put on my sliding hammer, but I didn't stand firm. I only heard a beep and sat down on the ground. Just when I wanted to scream, I looked into her eyes. I stood up timidly and continued to learn, but I still didn't learn it all afternoon. My words rang again: "Get up". At this time, fierce eyes become more terrible. At this time, I am very angry and hate her. I said to myself, "Today, if you don't learn not to leave, you must learn not to be looked down upon by her."
In this way, I set foot on the skating rink again and fell from scratch with scarred pain. I said to myself, "Get up." In this way, after falling again and again, at 9 o'clock that night, I was weaker than standing up. At this time, I happily said to myself, "I am weaker than standing." Just when I want to share this happy thing with my mother, who knows?
In the later time, my mother's attitude towards me never changed. I was going to study after that. Unexpectedly, she signed me up for a martial arts class. In martial arts class, after many falls, I have changed now.
Today, I don't know how to cry. Now, I am no longer the girl who loves to be spoiled that day, but a person who can handle problems by herself under any circumstances.
So I believe that although the rainbow in front of me is dazzling, I firmly believe that my rainbow is the most beautiful rainbow after the storm.
My family's human story composition 6
I have a warm, harmonious and beautiful family, which not only respects the old and loves the young, but also needs a harmonious atmosphere. My home is such a beautiful, harmonious and quiet home.
My family is a family of four, grandpa, dad, mom and me. Grandpa is an amiable old man. I have been jealous of my grandfather since he came to my house last year. When grandpa didn't come, my parents only loved me. Whether it's delicious food bought from outside or cooked at home, I always eat first. I've been in second place since grandpa came. My mother always said to me, "We should respect the old and love the young, respect the old and take good care of our brothers and sisters." I am like a little flower in a greenhouse, growing sturdily under the cultivation of my parents.
My mother is hardworking and capable. She is very busy every day, washing clothes, cooking, doing housework and taking care of my daily life and diet. No matter how busy and tired mom is, she never complains and always smiles at life. Mom always said that as long as the family is safe and happy, it is her greatest happiness.
My father is a man with a bad temper. He flies into a rage at the slightest thing. But my father loves me very much. No matter what I did wrong, he never hit me. He always teaches me patiently. As long as I can remember, all my toys were bought by my father. No matter what I want, my father never says "no". Whenever I encounter difficulties, the first person standing in front of me is my father. Whenever I encounter setbacks, my father always comforts me. My father is a big tree in my heart, sheltering me from the wind and rain.
Every night, our family sit together, eat fruit and watch TV. This is my wonderful family!
My family's human story composition 7
What should I do without my homework? Haha, I feel very happy when I think about it.
As a primary school student, I have a lot of homework every day, including math, Chinese, English, composition and various homework in extracurricular classes. I have to help me finish some problems when my parents come back from work. I have to write until seven or eight o'clock in the evening every day, so I don't have much time to read my favorite extracurricular books, let alone go out to play. It's really boring
But if there is no homework, I can read my favorite story books, comic books, science books, science books anytime and anywhere ... hahaha, too many. You can also walk with your grandparents after dinner, watch legal programs at home, go out to play with friends at any time, and play if you want.
But think about it carefully, if the teacher really doesn't leave us homework, what will we become?
Homework is to consolidate what we have learned in a day, which can make the knowledge more solid and truly belong to us. But if there is no homework, it is very likely that what you have just learned will be forgotten. What's the point of going to school? Waste time and life.
Confucius, a famous thinker and educator, once said, "Review the past and learn the new". This sentence means: when reviewing old knowledge, you can get new gains.
At first, I didn't understand the meaning of this sentence. Why can I get new gains by reviewing old knowledge? I asked my mother, and her mother said, "Happy, let's do an experiment to see if we really review the past and learn something new." "Yes, Mom." I readily agreed.
My mother asked me to take out my Chinese book and turn to "I love you, Chinese characters in China" just mentioned last class. My mother said, "You find out the words in this text that you don't particularly understand now, and then look them up in the dictionary." I started reading the text aloud, but I found a few words that I didn't preview last time. I quickly opened the dictionary and looked them up. When my mother saw that I found the problem, she smiled and said, "This is to review the past and gain new knowledge. You see, you found the problem again, understood the problem and gained new knowledge. " I suddenly found it so important to do my homework and so happy to learn new knowledge.
No homework is like flowers in full bloom, birds flying, butterflies dancing in the garden, and grass snickering in the wind. But doing homework can increase knowledge, so children must do homework.
My family's human story composition 8
Home is a warm harbor with parents who love themselves the most; Home is the refuge of the soul, which allows you to clean up all the unhappiness and relax again.
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Life is a long and short journey, and only home is the true meaning: it may be your friends that make you happy, your lover that makes you beautiful, and your career that enriches you. However, it is always your family that gives you warmth. It is within its power to face all the wind and frost and use up all the energy for you. It releases a steady stream of sunshine for you with its soft palm.
I think family can be translated as mom and dad. I love you. Mom and Dad, I love you. A complete family must have at least one father, one mother and one baby. F is like a father, whose tall and burly body supports the whole family and shields you and your mother from all the wind, frost and rain. M is just like a mother. She looks after her baby at home. She is so beautiful and delicate.
However, they will get old one day: they are no longer young, they no longer remember buttons, and they often put rice grains on the table when eating, and they no longer tie their shoelaces. At this time, don't think they are bored or old. You should patiently teach them over and over again, just as they taught you over and over again when they were young.
Never let go of their hands, but walk hand in hand with them until the end of your life. All they need is a little care from you.
My family's human story composition 9
Hey, hey ... "Which one is still lighting a bright lamp in the dark, trying to make it bright for home? This is our home! This light in the dark is the brightest light in the community, no, in Wenzhou.
I tell you, we are a hard-working family, and we are not famous in this community. Four generations of ancestors, one generation is diligent! If you want to say anything, let's start with grandma. At my grandmother's age, she is also very busy. When we go out to study and work, she uses her time to wash and brush at home, and she is never idle.
In the morning, grandma gets up early. She helped us prepare breakfast and began to do other work. I got up and observed grandma's every move. She mopped the floor quietly as if afraid of disturbing my sleep.
I know, grandma's body is not particularly tough. Doing manual labor for too long has a slight impact on the body. She did everything for us. Look, grandma moves slowly, but mops the floor cleanly. If she still thinks some places are dirty, she will drag them around again and again until they are clean. If it really doesn't work, she will frown, shake her head and drag it with detergent. Grandma, we all love you. Thank you for giving so much for us!
Under the influence of grandma, my mother is also a diligent person. Is the person we should mention. She works hard in the unit during the day, and because of this attitude, she is rated as an "excellent league member" every year. I can always hear my mother's hurried footsteps and panting voice after work. Mother prepared dinner for us with a bag in one hand and a plate in the other. She didn't show any exaggeration, just to avoid attracting attention, just panting in a low voice. After dinner, my mother gave up socializing and didn't go back to rest, but helped with housework at home. Grandma does it during the day, and mom rushes to do it at night, so that grandma can rest.
Late at night, I woke up inexplicably. In a blur, I saw a faint light flashing in the study, and my mother was still sorting out the bookshelves! Wipe the left, another reason, go on. I saw the sweat dripping down my mother's face and cheeks ... My mother's back was slightly hunched, and she used to be proud of her straight back. Why is she hunched today? I'm wide awake and the light in the study is still on. Mom, I work in the office during the day and I have to do housework at home at night. Mom deserves to be our hardworking role model!
Under the influence of grandma and mom, I learned to work hard. At school, I am the head of the health team, not only working loudly, but also studying.
On one occasion, Teacher Lin assigned little homework. But we need to finish it seriously. Yes, there are only two, one is regular homework and the other is composition. I wrote it for two hours that time! This composition is written on five sides. I did it very seriously. Maybe I usually read a lot of extracurricular books. When I pick up a pen, I will be inspired by generate, and the more I write, the stronger I get. That composition, I was praised in public, it was the result of hard work!
The family style of our family-the wind of hard struggle, may it stay in my home. May the industrious wind float all over the Chinese nation and into thousands of households!
My family's human story composition 10
Where there is affection, there is home, and there is warmth. Home is a familiar word. The word "home" alone has profound meaning, and this "point" represents wind and rain, and the "rain" at home represents the eaves, which is an umbrella built with family ties to support the world.
My favorite uncle used to be our local village party secretary. His body is made of iron, tough and shiny. According to my father's memory, my uncle can lift a refrigerator! Still walking as fast as flying, he can eat six bowls of rice at a meal. His family laughed and called him an "old ox". His uncle is honest and won the praise of the local people. Whenever I think of my uncle, my mother always pats my forehead with a smile and says softly; "You, at that time, you always liked to sit on your uncle's lap and listen to him talk about" The Sixties ". When I was young, you cried when my uncle talked, and when my uncle laughed, you laughed with him, and your mouth watered all over the floor.
What happened afterwards? I eagerly asked, "Later ..." My mother's eyes suddenly dimmed and tears swirled in her eyes. "alas! What a good person, in the golden age, but ended up in a car accident ... "A few glittering and translucent tears in his mother's eyes almost jumped out of the box and hurried to the corner to wipe and come back. I was shocked. Why ... I only have a vague impression. When I was about 50 years old, I was farming in the fields. Seeing me, I took off my hat and smiled at me. My mother sat in front of me again and continued: "Uncle was beaten into a vegetable, poor thing! God has no eyes! Mother said mercilessly, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?" "At that time, you were young and not sensible. I didn't tell you because I was afraid that you couldn't bear the blow. "At this time my mother was crying, and I motioned for her to stop. As the sun sets, the days when my uncle and I used to play seem to be just around the corner.
Later, I went to the hospital to visit my uncle. In the intensive care unit, a breathing tube is inserted in the nasal cavity. This lifeline has preserved the beauty of my childhood and deeply hurt my heart. Like a needle with a sharp tip, it is inserted into my heart and smoked a little ... I stroked the wrinkles on my uncle's face and felt that everything was remembered. When I was a child, my uncle took me swimming, catching birds and climbing mountains ... secretly blessed me, uncle. Suddenly, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and I felt him smiling at me. Suddenly, I felt a heartbreaking pain in my heart, lying on the edge of the hospital bed and crying. In the next three years, many relatives worked together and my uncle finally recovered. The doctor said it was a miracle. "Where there is a home, there is a miracle," I happily ran to the doctor's office to tell him. Now, my uncle can climb mountains and swim with me and tell me many stories about the 1960s ... This is the warmth of home. Affection is like thunder in the rain, repelling the short darkness; Affection is like the first ray of sunshine after rain, which brings warmth and emotion to people; Family is like a water source in the desert, nourishing people's hearts. ...
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