My story composition is 450 words.

I live in a happy family and every corner is full of laughter. Dad is considerate and humorous; Mother is hardworking and beautiful, and she is ingenious; I am naughty, clever and scheming. Can three people be unhappy together?

Every night, our family has a warm-up exercise before going to bed-hula hoop. The owner of the hula hoop is mom. Look at her. She clasped the spring-like hula hoop with both hands, threw it at her body and twisted her slender waist. Tri-color hula hoop flies around her, as if her mother is surrounded by a circle of colorful clouds. How beautiful! Even the father who watched TV with relish was attracted. I praised and applauded again and again, and my mother's face smiled into a flower.

Mom was tired, so she asked me to exercise. I repeatedly refused: "I can't turn, I can't turn ..." Dad heckled: "I am so fat that I can turn, but you can't?" I had to bite the bullet and pick up the hula hoop and start spinning. My ass is twisted and my stomach is twisted, reminiscent of the brown bear in the zoo. My mother looked at me funny and couldn't help laughing. I was so angry that I simply stopped playing. I pulled my father with the remote control in my hand and dragged him to the hula hoop without mercy to make him turn. Dad tried to play tricks and slip away, but I stopped him with one hand. Dad had no choice but to have the cheek to take the hula hoop.

I saw my father spread his legs, took a deep breath, opened his mouth wide, then threw it to the right with all his strength, raised his hand to his chest, twisted his belly first, and then the whole body began to twist, and the hula hoop was thrown out of shape. How long has it been! I laughed my head off and accidentally slipped off the sofa. I sat on the ground and couldn't help laughing! Dad turned around and his face was red. Mother lay on the sofa, clutching her stomach, laughing till tears came out. The family was immersed in a happy atmosphere. ...

There are many stories in my family, but they all have a taste-happiness!

Chapter 2: The story of my family

Seeing this photo, I seem to have returned to the first or second day of junior high school.

I remember that summer when my cousin and I were playing badminton. I held the ball firmly in my hand and my brother turned to get it. I flashed lightly, but my brother didn't take the ball. But there is a brand-new motorcycle behind me, and the wheels are slightly stained with mud, and my calf just touches the hot exhaust pipe. I cried out in pain. At that time, there was only one thought in my heart: urgent! What if parents find out? What should I do if my foot burns? My feet suddenly became cold. It turned out that my cousin spilled a little water on my leg with his hand. My brother reacted faster than me, so I rushed to the pool to wash my feet. But then my mother found a blister two or three centimeters high on my foot, which made me uneasy to walk. Dad saw that the situation was not good, so he quickly drove to the doctor to get the ointment, squeezed out a little and gently applied it to the blister. I smell sesame seeds. Grandma brought me a cup of hot water to drink, and my mother gently held me in her lap.

My mother took me to Hangzhou early the next morning. My mother and I changed cars several times and finally arrived at Hangzhou Dermatology Hospital. The doctor bandaged my foot with gauze. I cried in pain, and my mother was very distressed! Say, "don't cry, I'll take you to play." Out of the hospital, the sun was shining on us, and my mother asked me where I wanted to go. I think of the West Lake. The breeze blew the wicker, and my mother spent more than ten yuan to ask an uncle to take pictures of us. My mother said softly, "Let's come together!" "eggplant! "A white light appeared and took this photo. How unforgettable!

Oh! My dear mother, my lovely and warm harbor!

Chapter 3: The story of my family

Everyone has heard of Dae Jang Geum! Dae Jang-jin is a first-class chef. I can cook at an early age, which my parents taught me in order to cultivate my autonomy. But today our family wants to PK who is Dae Jang Geum, which is the most interesting thing in our family.

Early in the morning, my father beat gongs and drums and urged us to take our positions. When everyone is ready, he thought of a very important thing, because all three of us will take part in the competition, so there will be no referee. So, we want cousin greedy cat to be the referee. It's still noon, and everyone is busier.

The game started, and my parents and I were busy in the kitchen. Finally, the dish is ready. Mom cooks braised fish and rice; Dad cooked fried hairtail, milk and rice. I made shredded potatoes, rice and vinegar. Cousin tasted here, tasted there, and finally eliminated dad. My mother and I have the next game.

The game started, and my mother and I were busy in the kitchen. I am really nervous. When the meal is ready, mother cooks shredded potatoes, soup and side dishes with vinegar. I made black fungus with onion, juice and pepper. Cousin is very careful this time, because it is not good to offend anyone. Finally, my cousin put me and my mother on the throne of Dae Jang Geum, and my mother and I were very happy.

The game is over, everyone is smiling and very happy. Especially me, because I have such a beautiful family, I feel happy and happy.

Chapter Four: The Story of My Family

There are so many stories in my family that I don't know how many exist in my family's "history". However, what moved me the most will never be forgotten. That was the year before last. I went back to my hometown to live. On the way back, my foot was cut by the wheel of a motorcycle. When I came to the hospital, I found out that my mother was hospitalized because of the recurrence of hypertension. My mother can't take care of my family, so she will take care of me. Thought of here, my nose was sour and I cried on the bed. "What are you doing?" A familiar voice said. "get up." I looked up and found it was dad. "Sit up and I'll help you change your medicine." I try not to touch my feet. It hurts when I touch them. It's a shame to cry when you're so big. "Dad, can you not change? It hurts to change the medicine. " "How good is it not to change the medicine?" "All right. Do you want to change gauze? " "No, dressing change is already very painful." "Well, let's go tomorrow." The next day, he came to the clinic behind my back. When I came here, I found it was dirty, and the medicine bottle made the smell worse. I lay in bed with my nurse, doctor and father by my side. "Salt water." The doctor ordered. The nurse poured salt water on my wound and I was in great pain. I dare not scream when my father is around. My feet are getting better. Grandma said that when I eat, my father always gives me food first, but I am hungry. I want to say: "Dad, I love you!" " "

Chapter 5: The story of my family

When I opened the door of memory, the story of my family appeared in my mind like a movie. But what impressed me the most was the "bragging" contest.

One night, my family had finished dinner, and I sighed in front of the TV without a good program: "boring!" " Suddenly, I rolled my eyes and said to my parents, "Why don't we have a bragging contest?" Mom and dad said in unison, "Good!" Mom said, "I blew a car from Qingdao to Guangzhou yesterday!" " "I'm not to be outdone:" I also blew my car from China to the United States! ""Dad took a breath and said, "That's how I blew Shenzhou VI into the sky!" "Mom was a little helpless and had to give up. I was happy when I saw it: another opponent was missing! But what should I do? I had a brainwave and said, "I threw away the sun, moon and stars!" " "Dad didn't expect me to say this, and dad didn't help it, so I won. I added: "I won the first place in this competition, and my father won the second place." As for my mother, I am the last one! "

The story of my family

My family has a hardworking mother and a father who can't wash dishes, which makes me live in a happy home.

My family has three meals a day, and my mother washes the dishes every time. Sometimes when mom is tired, she asks dad to wash the dishes. Dad is always reluctant to leave the computer desk and go to the pool to wash dishes quickly. The next day, when my mother goes to get the bowl, she will complain: "Who brushed this bowl?" This oil stain is still there! "As for me, I must help my mother.

Once, I was the last one to finish eating, so I wanted to help my mother wash the dishes. While I was brushing my teeth, my mother came in and said, "put the bowl there and do your homework quickly." You have to review after learning English, and there will be an exam next Saturday! " "I refused, let my mother go back to the house, and I am almost finished. But my mother refused and finally washed the dishes.

With this computer-loving father, my mother is suffering. Whenever I talk about this, my mother always says, "just study hard!" " "

My family is very happy. I live in the sea like a fish.

Chapter 7: The Story of My Family

My father is known as the "President of Iraq", but his strength is too weak, so he is always bombed by his "American" mother. Mother is known as the "President of the United States", because she has enough shells and strength, so she can defeat her father in almost every "world war". Hee hee, I don't need to say that I am the president of the United Nations, but because I am too weak to control my mother, I want to join my father's alliance!

"Didn't I tell you? If you are not allowed to smoke, why don't you listen? " Mom said. "I, I just can't help it!" Dad retorted. "Ahem, stop arguing and tell me what's going on!" I asked at a glance, knowing perfectly well past ask. "What can I do for you? Stay where you are! " Mom really doesn't understand kindness, so she shoots me in turn. Let me look in the mirror-I'm not alone inside and outside. It seems that this world war will never stop. I have to live in a battlefield full of smoke all the time.

My family is like this. There is a world war every day. You may think our family is unfortunate. On the contrary, the more our parents quarrel, the happier our life will be! Because I have an Iraqi father and an American mother, our family has an atmosphere that other families don't have.

Chapter 8: The Story of My Family

The story of my family There is an "art corner" on the wall of my bedroom.

When I was not in school, this wall grew up with me. I often "dress up" the walls with my dirty little hands, making them colorful and messy. When mom and dad know, they will immediately scold me: "Liu Junyan, look, what did the original white wall let you paint?" So I responded with this sentence: "This is personal art, do you understand?" Mom and dad make me laugh and cry.

I drew many characters on the wall: Mickey mouse with long hands and short feet and a dog without ears ... once I suddenly had an inspiration: what would happen if people combined with Mickey mouse? So I immediately drew on the wall with my finger. Through our efforts, the masterpiece was finally completed. I appreciate my masterpiece very much. This man is very tall, with ears like mice, only four fingers and a nose as big as a black pearl ... "Wow, how ugly!" "

This wall has always been with me. Unfortunately, when I was in the fourth grade, because there were too many works on this wall, which affected my family environment, my father repainted it, and the "characters" on the wall were gone forever. I think: if I become an artist in the future, I must let those "characters" return to my wall!

The story of my family

My family is an ordinary family of three, but it has many interesting stories:

Do you wash dishes at home every day? Who washes the dishes in your family? Washing dishes is an unpopular job in our family. Dishwashers often go on strike. Everything has changed since that night.

After dinner that day, dad didn't wait for his mother to urge him to wash the dishes. He said first, "I want to announce an important event!" " "After we were seated, he said solemnly," Because there has always been an uncivilized phenomenon in our family, I decided to conduct an uncivilized phenomenon survey. We supervise each other. If we find someone littering, turn off the lights or close the door, we will record 1 point. After dinner every day, whoever scores the highest score will ... "Dad can't hold on." That's it? "

Mom asked. "Just wash the dishes!" "So you don't want to wash the dishes!" My mother and I fainted collectively.

The next morning I walked out of the house and was stopped by my father: "I didn't turn off the light!" " Remember 1 min! "I turned my head and said," I'll pay attention next time, so don't remember! """no! The inspection must be strict! "Dad is very determined. After breakfast, I was just about to leave the table when my father appeared again: "I didn't throw the napkin in the wastebasket, remember 1!" " "In the evening, I walked into the kitchen with a plate. ......

In the next few days, I avoided my father like a plague, afraid of being scored another goal, but what's the use of hiding? I still scored. Finally determined to put an end to these uncivilized phenomena!

Another night, my father said happily with his grade book: "Today's grades are good, all of them are 0 points!" " Applause! "I almost jumped for joy. Dad took a deep breath and said, "It seems that I have to wash the dishes! """Ha ha ha ..." We laughed our heads off. ......