A 300-word essay describing the details of an epidemic prevention doctor

1. A 300-word essay with detailed descriptions

Speaking of winter, tofu suddenly comes to mind. It's a "small foreign pot" (aluminum pot) boiled tofu, piping hot. The water is rolling, like

many fish eyes, with small pieces of tofu inside, tender and smooth, like a white fox coat worn inside out. The pot was on a "foreign stove" (a stove without kerosene), and both the stove and the pot were smoked black, making the tofu even more white. It was night, and the house was old. Although

it was lit with "foreign lanterns", it was still dark. Sitting around the table were my father and our three brothers. The "yang stove" was too high, and my father often stood up, tilted his face slightly, squinted his eyes, put his chopsticks into the hot air, picked up the tofu, and picked up the tofu one by one

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In our soy sauce dish. We sometimes do it ourselves, but the stove is too high, so we still enjoy the benefits.

This is not eating, just playing. Father said it was cold at night and everyone would be warmer after eating. We all like this kind of white water tofu; as soon as it was served

we looked eagerly at the pot, waiting for the heat, waiting for the tofu to fall from my father's chopsticks in the heat.

It’s winter again. I remember it was the night of November 16th in the lunar calendar. I was sitting in a small boat with S and P in the West Lake. Mr. S just arrived in Hangzhou to teach.

He wrote in advance and said: "We are going to visit the West Lake, regardless of whether it is winter." The moonlight was so beautiful that night, and it still looks like a moonlight when I think about it now

On the body. It turned out that the night before was "the first of the moon"; maybe the moon in November is really special. It was past nine o'clock at that time, and it seemed that we were the only boat on the lake. There is a bit of wind, and the moonlight shines on the soft water waves; the reflection in the middle is like new silver

. The mountains on the lake only have faint shadows left. Occasionally there are one or two lights under the mountain. S Junkou wrote two poems: "Counting the stars and lights

I recognize the fishing village, and the light ink lightly depicts the distant black marks." We don't talk much, there is only the even sound of oars. I gradually fell asleep. P Jun

"Hello", then raised his eyelids and saw him smiling. The boatman asked if he wanted to go to Jingji Temple; it was Amitabha's birthday and it was quite lively there. When we arrived at the temple, the hall was brightly lit with candles and filled with the sounds of Buddha chanting Buddha's name. It was like waking up from a dream. This was more than ten years ago

Mr. S still exchanges letters frequently. Mr. P heard that he had changed his mind several times. The year before last, he was working in a special taxation bureau to collect special taxes

Yes, there will be no news from now on.

I spent a winter in Taizhou with a family of four. Taizhou is a mountain city, which can be said to be in a large valley. There is only one main street two miles long. On other roads, there were hardly any people during the day; it was pitch dark at night. Occasionally, a little light shines through people's windows, and there are torches held by walking people; but they are very few. We live at the foot of the mountain. Some are the sound of wind in the pine forest on the mountain, and the shadows of one or two birds in the sky. The end of summer arrives there, and the beginning of spring leaves, but it seems like we are always living in winter; but even if it is really winter, it is not cold. We live upstairs, and the study faces the road. If someone talks on the road, we can hear it clearly. But because there were so few people walking

, there were occasional voices, which sounded like they were brought by the distant wind and were unexpectedly outside the window. We are outsiders. Except when we go to school, we often just sit at home. My wife is also used to being lonely, and she only stays with us men. Although it is always winter outside, it is always spring at home. Once I went to the street and when I came back, the large square window of the kitchen downstairs was open, and there were three of them, mother and son, side by side; all three faces looked at me with innocent smiles. It seems that Taizhou is empty, except for the four of us;

The sky and the earth are empty, and there are only four of us.

It was the 10th year of the Republic of China, and my wife had just come out of home, feeling very comfortable. Now she is almost dead

It has been four years, but I still remember the shadow of her smile.

No matter how cold, windy or snowy, thinking of these always makes my heart warm. 2. Doctors and nurses who treat illnesses and save lives (300-word essay)

One night, I tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. My mother touched my forehead and said, "Son, you have a fever." So my parents sent me to the hospital. Arrived at the hospital.

When I came to the hospital, I saw an old man who was over fifty years old. At that time, he was the only doctor in the whole hospital. He was so serious about his duty, and his gray hair was drooping and covered with wrinkles. On his forehead, a middle-aged man in his 50s looks like an elderly man in his 60s. It is conceivable that he has devoted his whole life experience to the medical career. My mother walked up to the old doctor and told him my situation. The old doctor immediately observed my body temperature carefully, checked my pulse and said: "Infusion is needed."

He moved the infusion tool to me and started to find a blood vessel for me to tie. Unexpectedly, my blood vessels were very strange that day and I couldn't tie them. It took a long time for the old doctor to use his superb skills to tie the blood vessels. I thought: "Old doctor, he has saved lives and injured many people! All the doctors have done it." This is how you sacrifice yourself to save others."

It was already one o'clock in the morning after the infusion, and the old doctor finished cleaning up for me before leaving. I thought to myself: "How dedicated this old doctor is!" The old doctor later said to me when I was leaving: "Kid, you need to rest! Take care of your health!"

I grew up When you grow up, you must be a doctor and help others like this old doctor. 3. I admire the doctor most. Essay requirements: narrative, 900 words, highlighting details

Among the people around me, there are many people who have left a deep impression on me, and they also have many advantages worth learning from. But among these people, the one I admire the most is my grandfather.

My grandfather is a doctor. He is already over 60 years old, but he is still in good health and is still studying. What I admire most about him is his infinite love for his work.

After my grandfather retired, his family persuaded him to let him live out his old life at home, but they could not do anything about his "restless" temper. He said: "Although I have retired, I can't put my business aside. After all, decades of experience cannot be replaced by ordinary people. Let me use my spare energy!" So his family clinic opened, and soon there were many People come here because of my reputation, but my grandpa always treats me warmly. In a short time, the entire clinic was covered with banners and certificates. Seeing him busy every day and losing weight day by day, we all feel heartbroken and worried about him. But he was still full of energy and didn't feel tired at all. He didn't look like an old man in his sixties at all.

One afternoon, my mother asked me to deliver tea to my grandpa. I saw a patient holding his hand tightly and saying something with gratitude. The sick look on his face was already replaced by a smile. submerged. , Grandpa also had a satisfied smile on his face. After the patient left, I asked my grandpa: "What are you talking about?" My grandpa quietly told me: "It's nothing. His family is not rich, so I won't take the medical fee." I asked in confusion: "You are so happy that you can't even get along. Damn it, it turned out that the money was confiscated! Why are you so happy when the money was confiscated?" Grandpa stroked the old desk with his hand and said affectionately: "Son, do you know what is the greatest satisfaction of being a doctor?" I shook my head. "It's when I see the patient's hopeful smile!" I nodded and had a slight realization. Relieving pain and bringing joy to others should be my grandfather's greatest pursuit, and it is also the lofty medical ethics!

It was late at night. I passed by my grandpa’s door and saw the light on the desk was still on. My grandpa was sitting at his desk and immersed in reading a thick medical book. I felt a strong feeling in my heart. of reverence.

I secretly made up my mind, grandpa, you are my role model. I will be like you, a person who can bring hope and happiness to others.

My grandfather is a retired doctor. After retirement, he opened a clinic by himself. His specialty is treating children. My grandfather is very patient with patients and takes every examination seriously, so I come here for treatment. There are many patients. When it comes to grandpa, everyone in Jiefang dormitory knows about it.

Since that incident, I admire my grandpa even more.

It was a winter, I was sick, and I had an infusion in the master’s clinic. Unfortunately, there were many people in the clinic that day, one after another. I finally lay down on the bed, covered myself with a quilt, and got ready to sleep. I went back to bed and didn't want to be seen by the master. Since another patient came and there was no room, the master called me up and asked me to sit on a small stool. At first I was very unconvinced and thought to myself: "I am his granddaughter. How can I be allowed to sit on a small stool? I am not even allowed to sit on the sofa." Later, I slowly figured it out and looked at the old man. I have nothing to say about the busy figure and the serious attitude. I feel like crying but I can’t calm down for a long time.

Whenever I think of this incident, I regret it very much. My grandfather’s spirit of sacrificing his family for everyone is unforgettable. I love my grandfather. 4. Composition fragment of 300 words (detailed description, narrative method)

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old face. The weathering of the years has stripped her of her original flowery appearance; she has made too much effort, and even though her children are well-fed and well-fed, she is left with only a wandering life.

She sat on the table in front of the door

with a bowl of thin porridge in her hand.

Life is always the same cycle every day. She thought for a while, brushing her pale hair on her forehead with her hand, while staring at the extremely thin bowl of porridge in her hand. Then, a few drops of muddy old tears slid down the ditch

to her cheeks, but she quickly wiped them away with

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After simply satisfying her hunger, she put on a cloth bag and held a rusty hook in her hand. She hunched her waist and buckled the door tightly with all her strength. Go up, staggering down the three stone steps, going from house to house, rummaging through the various trash cans in front of the door until you find some waste that can be exchanged for money, put it into a cloth bag, and then carry it on your back. He grabbed the iron hook and continued to walk towards the trash can of the next house. She is very stubborn and will not go back until the bag is full every time. Sometimes, she would meet her son inadvertently, but she always avoided it. There was really no other way, so she could only bump into him. Then her son glanced impatiently, and she could only stay behind him silently. To bear it, sometimes just wipe away the tears. 5. Detailed description of an environment, 300 words

It was so bright that it illuminated the earth as white as snow, and the trees, houses, and streets seemed to be coated with a layer of mercury.

Outside the door on the west side of the forest, the waxing moon has turned into a golden watermelon, no longer a curved eyebrow.

In the early morning, the waning moon is like a tarnished pebble, thrown into the sky.

A new moon is like a white pear blossom, blooming peacefully in the light blue sky.

The night sky is full of stars, and the moon is like a fishing boat, as if sailing in a broad silver river.

The moon is like a bow, hanging in the sky.

A crescent moon rose from the woods in the distance. It was as white as freshly refined silver.

A crescent moon, like a silver sickle, stretched out from the dark mountain peaks.

A crescent moon rose, like a jade-shaped banana embedded in the sky, glowing with green brilliance.

The crescent moon is like a small boat, with its pointed bow tilted up, rowing in the quiet lake late at night, bringing me a feeling of love.

A crescent moon hangs high in the dark blue sky, and its light as clear as water shines on the earth.

The new moon is like a golden boat anchored among the sparse branches.

The half moon hung diagonally on the tip of a locust tree, like an orange petal.

The moon is as small as a hairpin and so curved that it makes people enchanted.

A hazy moon emerged from the transparent clouds like cicada wings, shining with a clear silver light.

A silver hook in the night sky sheds infinite light.

The crescent moon is curved, like the sweet smiles of girls.

Under the crescent moon and above the willow branches, there is a pair of stars like the eyes of a smiling fairy, teasing the crooked crescent moon and the swaying willow branches.

Quiet night, cool breeze blowing, Quiet night, cool breeze blowing 6. Medical medication essay 300 words for primary school students

Chang Yang’s mother walked in during class this afternoon In the classroom, the students all opened their curious eyes. She introduced herself as Teacher A.

Teacher A first put "Tips of Traditional Chinese Medicine" in big words on the whiteboard. Then, another picture appeared for the students to guess, what happened in this picture? The classmates said in unison: "Hiccups." Little Teacher A asked us again: "Then how can we stop hiccups?" The students said in a hurry: "Of course you have to drink more boiled water!" Little Teacher A smiled and shook his head and began to teach us how to hiccup. The five-pointed star was attached to the acupuncture point on the right wrist, and then the five-pointed star was pressed and asked if we felt a sour feeling, which meant that the acupoint was found correctly. Teacher A said: "Just press and hold this acupoint. "The hiccups will stop." She asked us to be Teacher A and help our family members press acupuncture points when they hiccup.

She also told us several good ways to apply ten drops of water on the belly button to solve stomach pain, predict myopia, etc. After listening to it, I learned a lot of common medical knowledge. This class is really interesting. 7. Excerpt a detailed description of about 300 words.

We hurriedly took off our clothes by the river, jumped into the river, and immediately started fighting in the water, chasing and playing.

You see, we are divided into two teams, one is the "enemy" and the other is the "Red Army". Pairs of small palms poured water on each other, causing everyone's face to be covered with crystal water drops.

The water blurred our eyes, so we each stepped aside, wiped it away with our hands, and then "attacked" violently. The whole river immediately became noisy, with shouts and laughter rising one after another, forming a happy symphony.

When we were tired from the water fight, we chased and played in the river. One chased and the other ran, darting back and forth in the water. His little body was as slippery as a loach, and he couldn't catch it no matter what.

The singing and laughter on the river swayed far away from both sides of the river. We little naughty boys would ignore our parents' repeated warnings, come to Xiaoshiwan in small groups, take off our pants, and dive into the water naked.

There are dragonflies, dragonflies, and water fights. They are like little loaches, chasing around in the water, shouting, and playing. It’s really exciting. Indescribably comfortable. A few children, with their bare feet, were playing in the water in the heavy rain! The singer was Hong Hong. As she sang, she caught the rain falling from the sky with her hands.

Xiao Yu and Ding Ding, who were following her, stepped on the rain creek on the ground, swinging their arms rhythmically, and raised their heads from time to time, letting the rain wash over them. At this time, I felt itchy in my heart, so I hurriedly threw off my shoes, rolled up my trousers, and rushed out of the room.

As soon as I ran behind Honghong, there was a "plop", and I fell on my back, and splashes of water fell on Honghong. Honghong turned around and said with a "hehehe" smile: "Hit the drowned dog quickly!" After saying that, she paddled the water with her feet and hit me.

I didn’t care to get up, and quickly held up the water with both hands and threw it towards Hong Hong’s face, shouting cheerfully: “Come on! Come on!” Hong Hong couldn’t resist anymore. , yelled "Oh, mom", hurriedly covered his face with his hands, turned his head and backed away. "Reinforcements are coming!" With a cheerful cry, Xiao Yu and Ding Ding launched an attack on me.

I immediately used my hands and feet to throw jets of water at Xiao Yu and Ding Ding.

"Hehehehe——!" "Hahaha——!" Our happy laughter echoed in the vast rain curtain.

Others: 1. If the blackboard is the vast sea, then the teacher is the sailor on the sea. The moment *** sounded, you used the faculty whip as an oar to row the textbooks moored in the port like a ship.

On the desk, the problems are piled up like a reef. Your gestures are as vivid as a flying bird, waving a graceful arc on the podium - the ship passes... There is no floating in the sky The clouds are like your bright heart, lofty and lofty. 2. Hope stems from disappointment, and perseverance stems from worry. As a poet said: Those who feel hungry must digest well, those who feel urgency must be efficient, and those who feel crisis must make rapid progress.

3. Don’t wander under the trees, don’t meditate in the rain, don’t cry in the dark. Look forward, don't look back. As long as you have the courage to face it and raise your head, you will find that the haze of scores is just a short rainy season.

Looking forward, there is still a bright sky, which will not make people feel hesitant. 4. The soft sunshine hangs slanting on the everlasting branches and leaves of green pines and cypresses, looking so quiet and solemn. The green lawn and white cement are peaceful, the steps are so light, but everyone's hearts are so excited and solemn. Thoughts surge.

5. The ocean of life is not like the rippling blue waves of West Lake. As time goes by, it is sometimes as calm as a mirror, sometimes with splashing waves, and sometimes with giant waves soaring into the sky... After people have withstood the test of strong winds and waves, , tend to become stronger. 6. When you face the spring scenery with warm breeze blowing, birds singing and flowers fragrant, green mountains and green waters, and vast tracts of fertile fields, you will definitely be intoxicated; when you face the golden autumn season that is as golden as silver and full of fruits, you will definitely be overjoyed.

Have you ever thought that the lush spring scenery is the heroic appearance after experiencing the baptism of severe cold, and the beautiful scenery of golden autumn is the crystallization of being smelted by the scorching heat. 7. If you want to harvest fruits in the golden autumn, then in the cold early spring, you should roll up your trouser legs and work tirelessly to open up fields, sow seeds, and cultivate until the day of harvest.

8. Life is like a path winding in the mountains, bumpy and bumpy, with ditches and cliffs on the sides. If you fall down, cry if you want. What are you afraid of? Don’t pretend to be pretentious! This is straightforwardness, not weakness, because crying does not affect the journey, but can actually increase caution.

The mountain flowers are blooming and the scenery is pleasant. If you are intoxicated, just laugh if you want, but don’t be pretentious! This is straightforwardness, not pride, because smiling once does not affect the journey, but can actually increase confidence. 9. Love is a piece of sunshine in winter, which makes the hungry and cold people feel the warmth of the world; love is a clear spring in the desert, which makes people on the verge of despair regain the hope of life; love is sprinkled on the long-drought land A shower of sweet rain brings instant spiritual comfort to the lonely and helpless people.

10. The days are always like fine yarn passing through the fingertips, slipping quietly inadvertently. The sorrows and misused injuries of the past have gently passed away under the wash of the passing years, while the joy and smiles left behind remain fresh in the depths of memory.

11. The melancholy mood evaporated. 12. Faded memories.

13. The smoke is burning in the peaceful home again. 14. Some memories are burned, and some memories are buried deep in the heart. The age of innocence flows through the golden age like running water.

15. I want to melt into the pink peach petals and wipe away the worries in your heart all day long. 16. I completely understand my parents’ minds.

17. Maternal love is a masterpiece that I will never be able to finish reading; maternal love is a sky that I will never be able to fly out of. ...Zhang Weiwei 18. When the withered autumn leaves swayed in the wind, the late autumn floated outside the school. Under the moonlight, my father's shadow stretched very long. The huge windbreaker wrapped the skinny father in it, and I felt sad in my heart.

19. The true love in the world is like a big net, which always warms people's hearts. Just like a mother's love, it never ends. 20. Time is a poem, a poem that contains rich philosophy. Time is a camel, carrying the dreams of countless people.

21. The fate of a boat is to drift; the fate of a sail is to chase the wind and waves; the fate of life is to grasp it. Only by grasping and believing in life can you be young and guilt-free. 22. The past is like a song. In the journey of life, Although there have been ups and downs and regrets, the beauty of youth has not been lost. Believe in yourself, there is always hope, let us remember that sentence. 8. A 300-word essay on hygiene

The following articles are for your reference! 1 Today, my mother has a rare day off.

However, my mother did not rest, but cleaned the windows, mopped the floor, and did various housework. I saw it and thought: My mother works so hard, and I have grown up and should help my mother with some housework.

So, I also got a rag and wiped the window. It's really hard to clean windows. You have to climb up and down and wipe here and there.

In some places, the garbage is stuck to the windows and is not happy to leave. I tried to scrape it with my nails and wiped it with dish soap.

After wiping for a while, I felt a little tired and sweated. Then, I was sweating profusely.

By noon, we had not wiped all the windows. We had to eat.

After having lunch and resting for a while, we continued cleaning the windows. Then, we went upstairs to sweep and mop the floor.

Mom looked at me and said: "Xiaoyi, are you tired?" I was sweating profusely and said: "Me.

Me.

No .

Tired."

My mother smiled and said to me, "You are already sweating, aren't you tired?" I had to tell my mother the truth. My mother told me to take a rest and watch TV.

I rested for a while and felt that my body was not as hot as before, so I got up and continued working. By this time, my mother had made her underwear so tight that water could come out of it.

I grabbed the rag from my mother's hand and wiped the floor. Mom nodded approvingly and fell on the bed to sleep.

After a while, she fell asleep. I actually slept for more than an hour.

While my mother was sleeping, I continued to work as fast as I could. Moreover, I was careful not to make any noise while working so as not to wake my mother.

Later, my mother woke up and I happened to finish my housework. So, I asked my mother to look at the ground and then at the doors and windows.

My mother looked at me and praised me nonstop. By this time, I was exhausted.

I walked to the bed and lay down, falling asleep. 2 I have a small water gun. Today, on a whim, I took out the small water gun and looked around. I found that my parents’ wedding photos were full of dust. So, I went to the kitchen and filled the small water gun with water. I took a piece of cloth and said, “Clean it up.” "Wedding Photo Plan" officially begins.

I took off my shoes and stepped on the bed. Oh, the wedding photos were hung too high and I couldn't reach them. I stacked all the pillows together and stepped on the top, but still couldn't reach them.

So, I took a newspaper, put it on the bed, put the stool on it, and then stepped on the stool, and finally I could reach it. I picked up the water gun and "shot" my mother's face a few times, and then wiped it with a cloth. Wow, it was as clean as new! I continued to "shoot" on my mother and wiped it with a cloth. Oh~~~~~, my mother was so beautiful when she was young! Mom finished "cleaning up" and my "ammunition" was exhausted. I ran to the kitchen, filled up the water, and "cleaned up" Dad again.

The procedure is the same, just hit it with the water gun and wipe it with a cloth, and your handsome dad will be revealed! Let’s clean the background again. This background is too earthy, but in my mother’s time, this background was probably the best. I have to polish it well. Spray it, wipe it, and you’re done! NO, NO, NO, I forgot one thing: the border.

There is so much dust here! I sprayed left, sprayed right, sprayed up, sprayed down, and filled two barrels of "ammunition"! It’s so tiring! ! ! ! ! From: Composition Collection After my mother came back, she looked at the wedding photos that I had wiped clean, and said to me: "You are awesome, I want to reward you." "What?" I asked curiously and impatiently.

"Shredded beef with onions!" "Long live mom!" You don't know, shredded beef with onions is my favorite dish. 3 Then I polished those shells until they were shiny. Today is the day of hygiene in our house. , we started doing hygiene as soon as we finished breakfast. Let’s talk about my mother first. She is responsible for tidying the cabinets and wiping the dirty things.

She opened the cabinet, threw the useless things on the floor, wiped the kitchen clean, and finally threw away the unused things on the balcony. Let’s talk about me again. I first washed the candy box with water and put it on the balcony to dry. Then I polished the shells until they were shiny. After the candy box was dry, I put the marshmallows, chocolates and candies. Once the items are placed inside, my mission is complete.

Finally, let’s talk about Dad. Dad must first sweep away the cobwebs, then clean the windows, and finally put up the Spring Festival couplets. Our home feels more comfortable after a general cleaning.

4 Today, my mother has a rare day off. However, my mother did not rest, but cleaned the windows, mopped the floor, and did various housework.

I saw it and thought: My mother works so hard, and I have grown up and should help my mother with some housework. So, I also went to get a rag and wiped the window.

Cleaning windows is really difficult. You have to climb up and down and wipe here and there. In some places the garbage was stuck to the windows and was not happy to leave.

I tried to scrape it with my nails and wipe it with dish soap. After wiping for a while, I felt a little tired and sweated.

Then, I was sweating profusely. By noon, we had not wiped all the windows.

We had to eat. After having lunch and resting for a while, we continued cleaning the windows.

Then, we went upstairs to sweep and mop the floor. My mother looked at me and said: "Xiaoyi, are you tired?" I was sweating profusely and said: "I...I...not...tired..." My mother smiled and said to me: "You are already sweating. "Aren't you tired?" I had to tell my mother the truth.

My mother told me to take a rest and watch TV. I rested for a while and felt that my body was not as hot as before, so I got up and continued working.

At this time, my mother had already made her underwear so tight that water could come out. I grabbed the rag from my mother's hand and wiped the floor.

Mom nodded approvingly and fell on the bed to sleep. After a while, she fell asleep.

I actually slept for more than an hour. While my mother was sleeping, I continued to work as fast as I could.

Moreover, I was careful not to make any noise while working so as not to wake my mother. Later, my mother woke up and I happened to finish my housework.

So, I asked my mother to look at the ground and then at the doors and windows. My mother looked at me and praised me nonstop.

At this time, I was exhausted. I walked to the bed and lay down, falling asleep. 9. A 300-word essay describing the details of cooking

I came out of the room and went to the kitchen. I first filled the kettle with water and put it on the gas stove. Then I unscrewed the valve of the gas stove and turned on the switch. The blue flames jumped out and licked the bottom of the pot. After the water in the kettle boiled and poured it into the pot, I took three bags of instant noodles, tore them open, and put them in the pot to cook. After cooking, add the ingredients inside and stir. The meal is ready. I took out another pot, put some oil in it, deep-fried the fried cakes and scallions, and put the chopped green onions in it. Suddenly the oil jumped like popping candy. Then I put the bean sprouts inside, fried them, and put them on a plate.

I served the rice and put the dishes on the table. After everything was sorted, I called Dad and Mom.

Mom and dad looked at the prepared meals and felt a little embarrassed. The mother said happily: "My daughter is still sensible." After dinner happily, the father and mother reconciled as before.