ILoveMyFamily

I Love My FamilyHome, everyone has a family, home is where everyone is most familiar. There are our most beloved family members, the most precious things. Home, the first contact with each community. Here are our emotions. And each persons emotions affect the rest of the familys emotions. Home is the warmest place. Hard-working parents always worked hard in order to live. Ushered in the sun, but also off the sunset. Morning, when you lazily from the bed, the table, the mother had placed carefully prepared breakfast for you. Night, when you get home, although parents have busy and do not prepare dinner, but always considerate of your mother prepared a snack, a glass of water.Home, is my soul sustenance. When I am successful, the family really happy for me, give me the most sincere congratulations. When I fail, the family from time to time to give me encouragement, give me the power of love, so I have the courage from the success of failure of the door into the haze. Always believed that maternal love is the greatest and most unrequited love. This point, I still believe that. With the gradually growing up to mature, to become more loving mother warned him that nothing about. In retrospect, the past bit by bit like a movie-like appear in my mind. Ripples from the memory in the ocean looked beautiful, but suddenly suddenly surprised: his childhood admiration of the mother why now vanished, disappeared? Tall mothers childhood in mind what kind of image into a now long-winded? Why become a kind of childhood serious now?Relative to maternal love, a father to give my love is more profound. If maternal love is a cup of sweet syrup, then the father is a cup of coffee; If Motherhood is pour it in the stream, then the father is the breadth of the wide sea. Motherhood is delicate and sweet, fatherly love is deep, broad. It was the second grade, I made more than once with his mother from school requirements, the mother was always a row looked at me and not love to answer. Gradually, confidently into Ruanmoyingpao. When the mother finally agreed, the heart just like a normal off the reins of the horse, and his uninhibited indulgence, I love freedom more freedom to breathe clean air, little minds will have an unprecedented feeling, like spring breeze was blowing. To conceal the appearance of calm and excitement of the heart. Very familiar with the road along the step by step through. Somehow the old days, this time in a long road but feel very short. Took out the key moment, by the ear suddenly week that familiar voice, but with a somewhat happy laugh: Yes ah, she can go home by herself . . In this way, relying on my feet every day, go back and forth between home and school. Through the flowering of late spring, through the sunshine of summer, through the leaves as fire in the late autumn, through the snow in the winter. I remember fivth grade, the school organized outing,four in the morning in the school collection. In order not to wake the sleeping parents, I quietly woke up in the room with the neighbor students, crept out of the house. Looking back at a glance, the whole house is enveloped in the early morning twilight, and that the location is very familiar with the lights on, two figures standing at the window. Heart suddenly filled with warmth, the road was dark at this moment has become bright. True happiness, for so many years could have been walking in their eyes. Home, change over time. Old parents, and we grow up day by day. As my age, my parents back more strongly felt deep love for me. As I grow up in, good filial my elderly parents in that day.Family, my deepest love, I will learn with the expectations of parents, in the future I will go home with success. I love my family Family, is my spiritual haven, never mind the Pure Land. Often outside the setbacks, it kind of force behind more and more feel powerful. Had thought that there is no reason love is pale and thin, can not stand the test of time. Until that moment, only muddle the understanding of the love means, stupefied to understand love is not reason.Dead Poets warm through my heart, and his silent blessing to give gifts, how warm is your eyes, looked at the road taught me perseverance, told me to fall should not give up. Can not explain how parents can apply to do Well, love is infinitely large, please allow me to say I love my family.家，每一个人都有家，家是每个人最熟悉的地方。那里有我们最亲爱的家人，最心爱的东西。 家，是每个人最早接触的社会。在这里有我们的喜怒哀乐。而每个人的喜怒哀乐都会影响其余家人的情绪。 家，是最温馨的地方。勤劳的父母总是为了生活而打拼。迎来了朝阳，又送走了晚霞。早上，当你懒洋洋地从床上起来时，桌上早已放着母亲为你精心准备的早餐。晚上，当你回到家时，尽管父母因为事情忙碌而还没准备晚饭，但体贴的母亲也总是为你准备了点心，还有一杯水。 家，是我心灵的寄托。当我获得成功时，家人真心为我高兴，给我最真诚的祝贺。当我失败时，家人不时地给予我鼓励，给予我爱的力量，使我有勇气从失败的阴霾走进成功的大门。一直相信母爱是最伟大，最不求回报的爱。对这一点，我至今仍深信不疑。可随着渐渐的长大、成熟，就越发对母亲那充满慈爱的叮咛不置一词。回想起来，从前的点点滴滴像电影般在脑海里显现。从记忆海洋的美丽涟漪里看去，却突然猛地一惊：儿时对母亲的敬仰现在为何烟消云散、不知去向？儿时心目中母亲那高大慈祥的形象为何变成了现在的啰嗦？儿时的亲切为何变成了现在的严肃? 相对于母爱来说，父亲给予我的爱则更加深沉。如果母爱是一杯甜蜜的糖水，那么父爱就是一杯香醇的咖啡；如果母爱是奔流不息的小溪，那么父爱就是博大宽广的大海。母爱是细腻甜蜜的，父爱是深沉博大的。 那还是二年级的时候，我不止一次的与母亲提出自己上下学的要求，可母亲却总是一连慈爱地看着我而并不回答。渐渐地，理直气壮变成了软磨硬泡。当母亲终于答应时，内心便如脱了缰绳的野马一般，一生不羁放纵爱自由的我呼吸到了更多自由清新的空气，小小的心灵便有了一种前所未有的感觉，如同春风拂面。沿着无比熟悉的道路一步步走过。不知怎的，往日里漫长的道路此时却觉得无比短暂。掏出钥匙的一刹那，耳畔却突然星期那熟悉的声音，欣慰却又带几分调侃：“不错啊，能自己回家了” 就这样，每天都靠着双脚奔波于家和学校之间。走过了百花齐放的暮春，走过了艳阳高照的仲夏，走过了红叶似火的深秋，走过了银装素裹的隆冬。记得五年级是学校组织春游，凌晨四点在学校集合。为了不惊醒熟睡中的父母，我悄悄叫醒了附近的同学，蹑手蹑脚地走出了家门。回眸一瞥，整栋房子都笼罩在凌晨的暮色之中，而那无比熟悉的位置却亮着灯，两个人影伫立在窗前。心里顿时涌起一股暖流，前路的黑暗此时此刻也变得光明。真幸福，这么多年来可以一直行走在他们的目光中。 家，随着时间的流逝而变化。父母老了，而我们