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In fact, home is a haven where a person can shelter from wind and rain and rest. Home has the love of parents and the warmth of family. Home can make people harmonious. Home is happiness and joy. Home is warm and sweet. Yes, home is also beautiful. Only when there is love can there be a home, and when there is a home, there is love. From me to our family, together with my mother-in-law, home is a window to release the soul. It can be said that no place can compare with the warmth, tranquility, comfort and casualness of home. Home refuses loneliness and unfamiliarity, and home always makes people feel friendly. You don't have to take anything with you when you go out, but you must take your keys with you, because home is the place you must return to. And the whisper of jingling keys often tells you: Don’t go far, you have a very comfortable home! Home is a small kingdom of freedom.

Nowhere can you live more authentically than at home. People under the same roof are always the most intimate, understanding, and able to indulge their emotions. At home, you only need to play the role of one person - you are the son or daughter of your parents, and you are the parent of your children. You are very familiar with these people staying together, so at home you can sing to your heart's content, laugh wildly, scold happily, and have fun happily. The real wealth of a family lies in the harmony and personal health among family members. Many wealthy families have broken up, which means that the essential spirit of the family has collapsed. Therefore, not all families are rich, but all families may be happy. An essay about family stories of about 300 words

As the saying goes: "Happy families are all similar, and unhappy families are each unhappy in their own way.

"But I want to say: " Unhappy families are all similar, but happy families have their own happiness.

"Our whole family - dad, mom and I all feel deeply that happiness does not exist regardless of money. No matter how high or low our status is, it is not affected by factors such as environment. It comes from our hearts and is our happy experience of every little thing.

I remember that when I was a child, our family of three was always divided into two factions. There were often wars between my mother and I, and my father who was alone.

I was about two years old, and my mother often ordered me to hit my father.

After I heard this, I would happily jump over and hit my father with a "pop" sound.

Dad quickly caught me and asked me to shout "Mom is bad", but I would shout several times crisply: "Dad is bad, Dad is bad..." One day, Dad was in high spirits as soon as he got home from work. He took out a purse he bought at the night market to tease me.

The purse was brightly colored, beautifully patterned, and exuded an intoxicating aroma. I couldn't help but reach out for it.

But Dad raised the hand holding the purse high, and the fingers of the other hand were widely spread, and said: "Just call me five times, good daddy!" At this time, I didn't care at all. Not that much, just shout whatever you are told.

When I took the purse from my father and walked to my mother’s arms, when I saw my mother winking at me, I immediately reacted and shouted a few more times: "Bad dad! Bad dad..." Although small wars like this often occur in our family, there is an inextricable family affection between us.

Our family lived on the fourth floor, and my father got off work very late every day. When he just stepped onto the steps on the first floor, I could hear his footsteps and told my mother: "My father is back." "My daughter has special powers! You can't hear the footsteps of so many people upstairs and downstairs, but you can hear your father's voice from so far away, and the accuracy is 100%." >

"It turns out that my mother also heard it.

She later said to me: "Other people's footsteps are stepping on the stairs, but your father's footsteps are stepping on our hearts.

" My family's family tradition (Essay 300 words)

Family tradition is actually a moral standard that binds us and allows us to integrate with the spirit of the family and become a common practice.

In our family, of course there is family tradition. Our family tradition has taught me how to behave.

As a human being, you must be kind.

There is a saying that "You must not have the intention to harm others, and you must not have the intention to guard against others."

My parents have taught me this way since I was a child. I remember one time when I was a child, I deliberately threw small stones at a trail.

Although the path was narrow and remote, my father saw it and hurriedly stopped me and taught me: "How can this be like this?" "What's wrong..." I felt that my father was angry, But he said it aggrievedly.

"You may cause the cyclist to fall. This is tantamount to framing others!" Dad said excitedly, and I listened silently and slowly realized my mistake. .

Seeing that I seemed to have realized my mistake, my father softened his tone and continued: "Son, you should still remember the pain of falling last year, right? Falling while riding a bicycle is more painful than that!" I I subconsciously covered my left hand. That injury was unforgettable to me.

At this time, my father became as kind as before and said: "Pick up those pebbles quickly.

"Okay!" A lesson, let me know, I should do every detail carefully, I am afraid that an inadvertent movement will hurt others.

As a human being, you must be punctual. Although my mother did not tell me this truth, she always told me this truth with actions.

Every time when making an appointment with others to travel, my mother always arrives a few minutes early.

She said, in this way, we will not make others wait for us.

Once, I joked, "I would rather teach the world to wait for me than teach the world to wait for me."

However, over time, I also learned from my mother and developed a good habit of punctuality! Some actions of parents can always affect their children.

Excellent quality is cultivated from it.

This is the family tradition of our family. It makes me understand a lot of principles of life.

... Essay of 300 words

Essay on my "poor" relatives My hometown is in Wuhuanchi Town.

Although grandma has passed away long ago.

But it is inevitable to have interactions with relatives.

Dad calls them "poor" relatives.

I remember when I was seven years old.

One day, I was doing homework at home, and suddenly someone shouted: "Hey, Xiao Zhang, you have a guest at your house!" I looked outside and saw a countryman wearing a shabby hat on his head. He wears a leather hat and a patched coat.

Wearing a pair of Jiefang rubber shoes, he walked straight to my house.

I turned my head and shouted into the room: "Mom, someone is coming.

" Dad walked out, leaned out and asked, "Who are you looking for?" The man looked at Dad carefully. After a while, the corners of his mouth moved a few times, trying to smile but not laughing.

Said: "Brother, you don't know me anymore.

" After saying that, he lowered his head and kicked the stones on the ground a few times.

After entering the house, my father said: "You must be in trouble when you come here, right?" My cousin said awkwardly: "This year's harvest is not good. It seems that the Chinese New Year is coming soon, but the children don't have cotton-padded clothes yet, so there is really nothing we can do... "My father was a little unhappy, but he still took out fifty yuan and gave it to his cousin. My cousin took the money with trembling hands and said, "Thank you very much. I will definitely pay it back next year when things get better.

"My cousin only stayed for one night and then left.

Later, my cousin sent me a few letters and asked my father to borrow money. I wonder if my father lent it to him. My father sighed and said, "These poor relatives.

"This year's winter vacation One day, when we were having dinner, we heard someone shouting at the door: "Brother, is he home?" As soon as he finished speaking, we saw a man come in, wearing a crisp suit and parting his hair.

Looking at the cheerful look on his face, I looked carefully and realized, oh, it’s my cousin.

"Brother, sister-in-law, I'm here to see you.

" After entering the house, the conversation started before he sat down: "Those years in the town were hard. You are causing trouble.

"You are welcome," said my mother.

"It's better now. The life of our town is getting better and better.

"He opened the bag and said, "I'll bring you something fresh to try." Then a table was set with pears and oranges.

I picked up a big white pear and took a bite. Hey, it was really crispy and sweet.

While eating, my cousin took out two bottles of wine and said, "Here, let's drink Wuliang Liquor."

Dad replied, "So rich."

"My cousin was even more elated: "This year, *** helped me develop the sheep and pig raising industry, and suddenly I became a household worth ten thousand yuan.

"Dad smiled and nodded repeatedly. My cousin's face was glowing red: "Come on, brother, let's have a drink.

Now that I have money, I don’t have to worry about anything..." It is the party’s good policies that have turned my poor relatives into rich relatives.

... I

I have a happy family of four: a capable father, a hard-working mother, a lively me, and a lovely sister.

Although my parents run a factory, They do not work as bosses, but just sit in the office and do what they need to do like other employees.

My dad works very hard and is never late for work; My father is very enthusiastic about my friends and colleagues.

My father is very diligent and always helps my mother with some housework when I get home from get off work.

My father loves me very much, no matter what I want. As long as it is useful, he will try his best to satisfy my requests, especially school supplies.

The same goes for my sister.

But my father always likes to joke with my sister every time. It made my sister dumbfounded.

Where is my mother?

My mother is sincere and kind, and is a typical good wife and mother. >

My mother worked tirelessly to keep the house clean every day so that everyone in the family could live a comfortable life, but I never heard her say she was suffering or tired.

My mother also often taught me to study hard.

Although my mother encouraged me to study hard, she never used severe punishment to force us to study.

In addition to taking care of our daily life, my mother also provided guidance. When we study, we also care about our health. I often feel that my mother is greater than Confucius.

What about me? I am currently studying in Class 9 of Chongya Middle School.

Mine. My grades are average.

I go home once a week. Once I finish my homework, I will take the initiative to help my mother with some housework.

As for my younger sister, she studies in Class 5<1> of Wenjing Primary School. Her academic performance is very good. Her personality is lively and cute. She likes reading, but sometimes she is naughty and often talks back to her father, but she is sometimes very sensible.

This is my harmonious and happy home.

I love my father, mother and sister.

How about you? I miss you! There must be a harmonious and happy family, right? I love my family. It is a word that makes people feel warm when they think of it. Only people who are destined to become a family can become a family.

Family. Everyone has a home, and home is the place that everyone is most familiar with.

There are our dearest family members and the most beloved things.

Home is the first society that everyone comes into contact with. .

Here are our joys and sorrows.

And each person's emotions will affect the emotions of the rest of the family.

Home is the warmest place.

Hard-working parents are always working hard for a living.

Welcome the morning sun and send away the sunset.

In the morning, when you lazily get up from bed, there is already a breakfast carefully prepared for you by your mother on the table.

In the evening, when you get home, although your parents have not prepared dinner because they are busy, your considerate mother always prepares snacks and a glass of water for you.

Home is the sustenance of your soul.

When you achieve success, your family is truly happy for you and gives you the most sincere congratulations.

When you fail, your family will encourage you from time to time and give you the power of love, giving you the courage to step from the haze of failure into the door of success.

When you are sad and feel that there is no friend around you who is worth talking to, you will suddenly feel that home is the only person worth talking to.

The care and consideration of your family will slowly erase the shadow in your heart.

Home is also a school that teaches you how to adapt to society and how to be a human being.

Your attentive mother is always by your side, teaching you how to respect your teachers at school and how to treat your friends and classmates.

A strict father will always help you in your studies and will severely criticize you when you do something careless and wrong.

Perhaps, in the past, you would have thought your mother was nagging you, and your father's severity would have frightened you.

Later, you will feel that your mother's nagging is so kind and warm; and your father's strictness will make you feel his infinite expectations for you.

Home changes with the passage of time.

My parents are getting old, and we are growing up day by day.

As you grow older, you will feel your parents’ deep love for you more and more strongly.

As you grow up, I will be filial to your parents who are getting older day by day.

Home is created by parents working together.

From birth to adulthood to successful career, every step of a person's life is inseparable from the care, teaching, influence and support of this family.

Everyone’s growth is soaked in the hard work of their parents.

Home is the place I love most. I will study hard with my parents’ expectations, and I will go home with success in the future.

I love my home. Home is the harbor of the soul and the eternal pure land of body and mind.

Every time I encounter setbacks outside, the force behind me feels stronger and stronger.

I originally thought that love without reason is pale and thin and cannot stand the test of time.

Until that moment, I vaguely understood the meaning of "love", and vaguely understood that love does not need a reason.

I have always believed that maternal love is the greatest and most unrequited love.

I still firmly believe this.

But as I grew older and matured, I became more and more oblivious to my mother’s loving advice.

Whenever the school organized outings, I would deal with my mother's instructions and organize things at the same time.

Looking back, bits and pieces of the past appear in my mind like a movie.

Looking at the beautiful ripples in the ocean of memory, I was suddenly shocked: Why did my childhood admiration for my mother disappear and disappear? Why did the tall and kind image of my mother in my childhood become the wordy person I am now? Why did the kindness in childhood turn into the seriousness now? Whenever I ask my mother to go to school alone, my mother always laughs and refuses to answer.

After pleading hard, my mother finally reluctantly agreed, and when she reminded me to pay attention to my safety, she showed worry unabashedly on her face.

Compared to maternal love, the love my father gives me is deeper.

If maternal love is a cup of sweet sugar water, then father's love is a cup of fragrant coffee; if maternal love is a rushing stream, then father's love is a broad ocean.

Mother's love is delicate and sweet, while father's love is deep and broad.

Sometimes my mother is like a lively and friendly good friend, and sometimes she is like a strict and harsh British female teacher.

In my mind, my father is not a strict father, but more like a friend and a hero.

Looking back at yesterday in front of the foreign land, I lamented that the sunset and sunrise never change year after year. A 300-word essay on Grandma’s Little Orchard

Father-in-law Xia left, and Miss Qiu, carrying the fragrant smell of melons and fruits, quietly, gently, slipped into the autumn orchard while we were not paying attention. .

Walking into the orchard, a large pear tree is covered with yellow and orange pears.

Some Yali are vying for people to appreciate them; some Yali are shy and hide; others are like a delicate bride, people are vying to see her beauty, but she always Don't let you see her beautiful figure.

In the orange garden, the oranges turned from green to yellow, from yellow to red. The trees were decorated with small lanterns, which bent the branches.

Some oranges hide among the green leaves, like a shy little girl; some oranges expose their whole bodies, swinging back and forth on the branches, like a naughty little boy.

The grape rack is covered with bunches of crystal clear grapes, like bunches of purple-black pearls.

It makes people drool! The most common color in the orchard is red.

Look! Pomegranates fell from the trees one by one, and with a "pop" sound, the pomegranates exploded and scattered all over the ground like "pearls"; the apples all over the tree were like naughty fat dolls, half poking out from the lush leaves. With his head, he looked at the beautiful scenery curiously; the red persimmons were blushing, waiting for people to pick them! ah! The orchards in autumn are intoxicating, I love autumn! ...A 300-word essay on the theme of "home"

Everyone has a home, but I think my home is the happiest home in the world.

Dad is a great housekeeper and spends all his time calculating money.

My mother has a cheerful personality, gentle and lively.

I am like a little radio, which will bring joy to the whole family.

In this family, I feel my father's love. Every winter, before going to school, my father will warm my shoes and let me put them on to warm my cold feet.

Similarly, I will also feel maternal love. It was a weekend night when my mother and I went shopping. Along the way, the cold wind howled at us.

My mother touched my cold little hands and gave me her gloves, but her hands were already red from the cold.

Ah! The love of parents is so precious, and I feel so ashamed when I think about what I usually do.

At home, my parents are my elders and my play partners.

I remember one time, I tied my father’s hair into two pigtails while he was taking a nap. It made my father laugh and cry, and made the whole family laugh. The laughter echoed in the house for a long time.

Home is an ocean of happiness and a warm harbor. No matter where I go, I will miss her.

... Our Little Peacemaker (Essay) More than 300 words (Good Essay) Urgent Urgent Urgent Urgent

I was in a panic all day long, and I said one sentence in class Can't listen either.

After school, I was walking on the way home, thinking deeply... Suddenly I smelled the fragrance of jasmine... "Yes!" I hurriedly ran to the "Puttou Fang" good store to buy it I ordered some jasmine tea and two tea eggs.

As soon as I got home, I saw my mother watching TV.

I walked over and said to my mother: "Mom, did you know? I just saw my father, and he said..." "Stop talking!" Mom interrupted me.

"He bought you jasmine tea! He said that he and you have been quarreling in the past few days and wanted to buy some herbal tea to relieve the anger.

"I said plausibly.

"Huh? Really? Did he really say that?" My mother asked me with her eyes widened.

I nodded, and my mother finally believed it.

After we had lunch, my mother went back to the company first.

Before leaving, she told me to thank her father properly for her.

After a while, my father came home, so I struck while the iron was hot, took out two tea eggs, and said to my father: "Dad, my mother bought these two tea eggs and asked me to bring them to you. < /p>

She said you must be exhausted due to business and quarreling, so you need to buy something nutritious to eat.

Huh! Mom won’t buy it for me either! How can there be such a thing!?" I pouted and said with great dissatisfaction, as if I was jealous of my father.

After hearing this, my father was very happy and happy, and he finished it in three or two mouthfuls.

After a long time, my father answered a call and said he was going out, and also told me to thank my mother.

I was thinking happily... When I got home from school, I saw my parents talking and laughing playing poker! Dad waved and asked me to come and play cards too.

After a sumptuous and delicious dinner, we watched TV together in the living room. The happy laughter rushed out of my house and floated into the starry night sky... 300-word essay on my puppy

There is a little yellow dog in my family. It is covered with golden fur, which is as shiny as if it has been oiled; its round, dark and shiny eyes are like beads, and it is dripping all day long. It spins; it has a long mouth and a pair of very smart ears. If there is a little noise nearby, it will stand up its ears; its small yellow paws are like four plum blossoms, and its pouting tail is always leisurely and non-stop. Swinging, the look is very flattering.

I named it "Xiao Huang".

"Little Yellow" likes to lie on the ground and bask in the sun during the day, but at night, it guards like a guard at the door and barks whenever there is any movement.

It is never picky about food and eats even leftovers with relish.

It is also very smart and good at using its brain.

Once, I filled the bucket with clean water. "Xiao Huang" ran over wagging his tail and stretched his neck to drink the water, but the bucket was too high and he couldn't drink it. He didn't get discouraged. It circled the bucket a few times, then raised its head proudly, put its front paws on the edge of the bucket, and pressed outwards. The bucket fell over and water flowed all over the floor. It had drank enough, haha! ...A 300-word essay about family.

1. There are three people in my family, my parents and me.

Dad is tall and strong. He looks fierce, but he is actually gentle! Mom is small, even though she is small, but she has a very bad temper. We nicknamed her the Violent Girl.

I am lively and cute, but sometimes I am playful, and my parents will criticize me. Although they look fierce and serious on the outside, I am the most precious little baby in their hearts.

I love this family of three from the bottom of my heart.

Comments from famous teachers: The language of the article is crisp and humorous. "My father is tall and strong and looks fierce, but he is actually gentle! My mother is small. Even though she is young, she has a very bad temper." ", in just a few words, the distinctive personality traits of parents are vividly displayed.

The structure of the article is complete, with a standard summary-point-sum structure. The only shortcoming is that the writing is too concise. It is recommended that the description of examples can be appropriately added to express the joys, sorrows and joys of a family of three. In this way, not only The article is full and rich, and the impression it leaves on readers will be quite profound.

"Family of three" should be "family of three" 2. There are three people in my family: dad, mom and me. We care, considerate, support and help each other. No one can live without the other. Live a happy life.

Dad works very hard. He doesn’t go to bed until 12 o’clock every night. He has to get up at five o’clock the next morning to lead the students to do exercises and then give them self-study. The Chinese scores in Dad’s class are many Won first place in the city for the first time.

My father is also very strict with my studies. He checks my homework whenever I have time, and sometimes tutors me seriously. As long as my grades drop, my father will be very angry.

My mother is also very serious about her work. She goes to bed at 11 o'clock every night and gets up at 6 o'clock in the morning.

At home, my mother works even harder. She does all the laundry, cooking, and taking me to school.

But because my father works well and I study seriously, no matter how hard my mother works, she does not feel tired, but seems very happy.

I am the little master of the family. My parents call me "little sun" and "little princess".

No matter what is delicious, let me have a taste first.

Once, my mother bought back some bananas and let me eat one first. When I went to eat bananas again the next day, I saw that they were still the ones left yesterday.

Oh, I understand, they are reluctant to eat these delicious things, so they are all left for me to eat.

My mother always asks me what I want to eat before cooking.

At home, I love dancing the most. As soon as I finish my homework, I ask my mother to play music for me, and I dance to the beat. At school, my classmates all like to play with me.

In the evening, my parents came back from get off work. The three of us got together. My parents told me jokes. The family was really happy.

Look, how happy our family is! 3. There are three people in my family: a "gaming bug", a "shopping bug", and a "work bug".

"Game bug" refers to me. I lie in front of the computer all day long. My father and my mother keep nagging me, but I just ignore it. Sometimes, I He also locked my bedroom door.

"Shopping bug" refers to my mother, who spends all day shopping. Once, my mother asked me and my father to go shopping with her. I said to my father: "You will not go alone. ah".

My mother said: "The market has a 10% discount, which is convenient and affordable!" My father and I said impatiently: "Okay, okay, why don't I go with you?"

The "work bug" refers to my father, who works from dawn to dusk.

Sometimes, after finally having a reunion dinner, the company calls again and asks him to come over.

That's it, my father can't have a good meal, his body is getting weaker and weaker, and he still suffers from many diseases. My father is still lying at home.

My family is actually very happy.

It’s Chinese New Year! The neighbors were busy posting couplets and hanging lanterns... Just like that, it was night before we knew it, and everyone was eating hot dumplings, feeling warm in their hearts! Of course, this dumpling was hard-won for me.

That night, my mother and grandma were making dumplings for everyone in the kitchen. I saw it and thought making dumplings was quite interesting, so I clamored to make dumplings, and my mother had no choice but to agree.

Grandma mixed the dough, then rolled it out, cut it into slices with a knife, sprinkled flour on it, and placed it on the chopping board.

My mother and I mixed the stuffing together. We first chopped the leeks and meat, and then mixed them together.

Because the knife was too heavy and my strength was weak, my hands became sore after just cutting for a while.

After finally mixing the filling, it’s time to make dumplings! At first, the fillings of the dumplings I made were always exposed, because there was too much filling, but there was not enough filling, and they would not stand up when placed on the chopping board.

My mother did it very well and very skillfully.

I thought: I can’t lose to my mother.

So, I worked harder! The dumplings were wrapped, and grandma put the dumplings into the pot. After a while, a pot of fragrant dumplings came out of the pot.

I felt so happy eating the dumplings I made by myself! ...

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