Write stories at home.

Chapter 1: Family Story Everyone has a different story at home. Sometimes these stories bring you joy, sometimes they bring you distress, but life becomes colorful!

Last rest day, when I came home from school, I saw my father sitting on the sofa watching the football match as soon as I entered the door, so I silently went back to my room to do my homework. At about 8: 30, my mother came back, and when she came in, she saw my father watching TV, and she was angry! Say loudly: "Where is the child? The children are studying, but you are watching TV here and don't care about the children. If the child has questions that he can't ask you, you can't answer them! Look where your old face went! What programs are not good-looking, and watching the ball is not annoying! " Dad couldn't help losing his temper when he heard his mother scold him so much. He said angrily, "It's not that I don't care about children! How old is she? Homework needs parents to watch! Besides, he won't check it himself! It's not that you can't use a dictionary! If you really ask me everything, you might as well let me write to him! "

Time has passed, and mom and dad are still fighting! But what I didn't expect was that the sound was getting louder and louder! Finally, I actually touched it! I'm sorry to see all this under the door. Finally, I couldn't help it. I pushed open the door and said loudly, "Is it necessary for you to argue like this about such a trivial matter?" You are not an adult! We children all know modesty. What about you? Besides, just for a TV, we have to fight! If it is in wartime, guns are not allowed? "After hearing these words, they reflected for two days! Nothing like this has happened since then!

A word can accomplish great things, but a word can be turned into nothing. Everyone is humble and everyone can become sunshine! We can make our home a happy planet!

Chapter 2: After the family story test, I moved to my door step by step and opened the door I was afraid of. During the exam, because my test paper was finished, the teacher went out and I found someone to chat with. Just when the teacher came downstairs and saw us talking, he relentlessly reduced 10 on our test paper, and I was at a loss. Because I saw someone talking, who happened to be someone the teacher trusted. I told my teacher that those eyes were like a piece of ice in my heart. "Impossible, you don't talk nonsense. He can't have performed so well. " The teacher said. Hey! He behaved so well in front of the teacher, but in normal times, he soon hit people. You can't just look at his grades and exams. You can't run out of my heart, so I'm not afraid of math exams. Don't talk to anyone during the exam in the future. God is really unfair to me. I am always so unlucky that unfair things happen every day. After the papers were handed out, I only got more than 70 points. I felt that the place where I stood was opened and I fell into a bottomless abyss. In short, I failed the exam.

When I got home and put down my heavy schoolbag, I heard a voice I was used to: "How was your day?" I am usually calm when I hear this sentence, but today my heart is pounding like a countdown car. Should I tell my parents or hide it? If I tell my parents, my ears will not be loose; If you don't tell your parents, you will be scolded even more by the teacher. Tell them.

Unexpectedly, grandma didn't talk about me, but asked me how I was wrong. Great, I can stop being scolded by the teacher.

Chapter III: Story composition at home As the saying goes, it is difficult for an honest official to break housework. I am the head of the family. There is still a case waiting to be tried. Not once or twice. Mom and dad always make trouble at home because of housework. At this time, I have to mediate. But because I prefer snacks, my father bribed me with sugar-coated shells and sent me fruits or drinks. Eating someone's mouth is soft and taking someone's hand is short, so I always judge my father to win. My mother always calls me an idiot.

"This time, I want to be an honest official!" I solemnly declare. After saying his word, there was a burst of laughter in my ear. My mother covered her stomach and held her hand. My father laughed his head off. I put my mouth up in embarrassment, but immediately said seriously, "Don't underestimate me, wait until I become an official and see if you can laugh!" " My voice is so loud and majestic. My parents looked at me in surprise, and I was shocked myself, but I was a little uneasy. However, since you have said it, you have to do it. I was ready with confidence, and my father brought me delicious food as before, and I accepted it generously.

At the beginning of the trial the next day, my mother filed a complaint, and my father was indifferent, but somewhat complacent. I asked him why he didn't clean, and my father said falteringly, "Because … because I'm too busy to have time!" " "I asked him why he didn't cook, and he said it was because it was not delicious." Not good? "I asked," but your oil-sprinkled noodles taste good! " "I will go on. At this point, my father's explanation was incoherent, but it was refuted by my question. He knows that even if he has a thousand mouths, he can't tell the truth. He had to keep silent, but I read his thoughts through his eyes. He thinks I will help him if I accept his gift. I took out all the snacks he gave me and ate to my heart's content. While eating, I said, "How dare you bribe the judge and sentence you to clean for a week and learn to cook from your mother?" This time, mom won!

Mother's face suddenly turned from cloudy to sunny, radiant, as if she had won a million prizes. Dad left in frustration, and my heart was full of joy.

Chapter four: What is the storyteller at home? Home is the closest place to your heart; Home is the eternal concern that haunts your heart; When you encounter a storm, home is your shelter. In this tolerant home like a safe haven, parents weave warmth and understanding with love, from which we find happiness and happiness.

My father works very hard and is never late for work. Dad is very enthusiastic about his friends and colleagues. Dad is very diligent. When he comes home from work, he always helps his mother do some housework. Dad loves me very much. No matter what I want, as long as it is useful, he will try his best to meet my requirements, especially school supplies. He always gives me what I want. Busy at work, but still take time to care about me, my study, my health, and often take me to play.

Speaking of who has the most power in the family, it must be my mother. Every day's business income, except my pocket money, is almost at my mother's place, and my father seems to be irrelevant. My mother paid for all our food, clothing, housing and transportation. My mother is really angry, and even my fearless father has to be respected. Although this "housekeeper" is rich and powerful, like a big boss who only counts big orders all day, there is another side. My mother's cooking is excellent. I think if any hotel wants to hire a star chef, my mother will definitely be the first. Besides doing these, my mother does all the housework by herself every day. In life, my mother often tells me to be careful when crossing the road before I go out, and often covers me with a quilt at night. When I am sick, my mother will take care of me in every possible way.

I love my home, a happy and warm home, my favorite place, I will study hard with my parents' expectations, and I will go home with success in the future.

Today, my uncle went out to eat, leaving only my grandmother and my brother at home. After we finished eating, grandma said she was going to take a bath and told me to look after my brother.

Keep an eye on my brother, that's not easy, I thought. At first, my brother was very obedient, didn't cry or make trouble, and looked at me in bed, but just after ten minutes, my brother began to cry, and I was puzzled. Did you eat, drink and cry? I thought about it and couldn't figure out why he was crying.

My brother's crying is getting louder and louder. I tried to coax him. The more I coaxed him, the more he cried. I can't wait to tape his mouth shut. Grandma heard my brother crying and asked me doubtfully, "What's the matter?" I said shyly, "I don't know. He cried when he said he was crying. " Grandma smiled and said, "Isn't it nice to coax him with toys?" When I think about it, why can't I remember this method? I hurried to the cupboard to get the toys.

It doesn't matter. I just walked away from the bed instead of going to the toy box. Just as grandma came back from the shower, my brother suddenly fell off the bed. When grandma saw it, she quickly picked up her brother and asked me what was going on. I told her everything. Grandma said, it's okay. Don't you think he stopped crying? Be careful next time. I nodded.

How difficult it is to look after children! I wonder if I've been like this since I was a child? If so, it's really not easy for my mother.

Chapter 6: The storyteller at home is the cradle of every child. Home is a safe haven for children. Home is the harbor where every child lives. And I have a warm, happy and warm home.

My home is happy. Every time after school, my mother will cook the meal and wait for my arrival. When I got home, I stole my mother's cooking without washing my hands. It is really delicious. This move made me deeply feel the happiness and warmth of my home.

My home is harmonious and happy. The family live in harmony. Mom and dad hardly quarrel. Dad is humorous. When I finish my homework, he always tells us humorous jokes, which makes us laugh. Although my mother is strict, she is also very cute. All kinds of dishes are lovely and delicious, which greatly increases our appetite.

My home is our support. When I encounter difficulties in my study or life, my parents will help me solve problems, teach me how to face life, teach me how to treat people and things, and teach me that life will not be smooth sailing and the road will be bumpy and difficult, so I must stand the challenge and test.

When I was growing up, I had a happy side and a sad side. My parents accompanied me through all the joys and sorrows. The evening breeze was blowing gently, and the family spent a pleasant evening talking and laughing on the balcony.

If home is a house, then my parents are the roof, and I am a potted flower under the roof. My parents sheltered me from the wind and rain, and I grew up happily under the eaves. I love my home! Never give up home!

Chapter 7: Family Story We are a big family with many members, and there are many unforgettable things in this family.

Because we are not in the same city, we can only get together during the Spring Festival, but the way we celebrate is very special.

Every few days before the Spring Festival party, Aunt Xiao, the general director, will carefully arrange programs and go to the supermarket to buy gifts. Then, my sister and I will try our best to recite our lines, and the actors who are notified will insist on rehearsing with disdain. They all want to show their talents on the stage.

After dinner, everyone began to split up, because we are both actors and staff, and no one is allowed to be lazy or absent. With applause and music, my sister and I stepped onto the stage. I speak Chinese and my sister speaks English. Under our kind but not serious auspices, the actors began a wonderful performance.

It is my aunt's house that likes to perform skits. They make people laugh every time. The most disobedient is my brother, who grabs the microphone every time and joins in the fun. When he performs, he will run away. The most serious are grandparents, whose songs began in the 1950s. They are usually serious and lively on the stage, so we give them the warmest applause.

The hardest thing is to distribute gifts, because we think everyone is good, but there will be no contradiction because of gifts, because we are a family.

The gathering of our big family has been held for seven years. Saving it is not only for everyone to be happy, but also for our big family to be more harmonious and happy. We have also absorbed a lot of experience and believe that it will be better in the future!