I haven't been back to my parents' house for a long time.

1 I went back to my parents' home in a few dreams, and my parents greeted each other with smiles and asked each other about the recent situation. Now I really go back to my mother's house, but my brother and sister-in-law can't see my parents, so I feel sad. Sigh that young people are bumpy and leave home, selfish and narrow-minded only for their children. A person's filial piety also worries his parents. Married and adopted children are busy day and night and have a lot of troubles. Alas, it's a pity to spend less time with my parents!

Ordinary people's homes are really dull. Just like that sentence: plain is true. Go back to your mother's house on the second day of the first month every year. In previous years, I took my family to my mother's house for dinner and left. This year is really different. I deeply felt the sincere, true and natural taste, the taste of home, the taste of mom's home.

The adopted son is too bitter to bear. How many times have I longed to fly back to my hometown to be filial to my parents, but I can only marry and settle down. He got married late and had two young children, so it was difficult for him to return to China. People often miss and feel guilty before they arrive. I often cook for my parents-in-law, and often buy clothes for my parents-in-law. I buy medicine for my parents-in-law's minor illness, and I laugh happily when I have nothing to do. Only mom and dad, when I was young, a large group of children were raised separately, and I was not there to do laundry and cook. I didn't know when I was sick.

I am like a bird flying out of the nest. Although its feathers are beginning to plump, there is still a crow's heart to feed back. Going back to the nest to see the old birds is also a kind of spiritual communication and comfort. Mother is like that old bird. She doesn't expect her children to bring her any wealth, but she expects them to be safe and often go home to see them. I gave up one of her cares and thoughts. Although mother and daughter have grown up, they are still children in front of you, your children. That umbilical cord, connecting you and me, connecting mother and daughter, how can I forget?

Wuniang, three years ago, you had a cerebral hemorrhage and left. I received bad news far away, and my heart was torn apart. Mom, you're gone, and you can't come back after a long time! And my father, who was ill in bed for a long time, was not allowed to tell me until he died! Fortunately, I fed you porridge for the last time, and rolled over and rubbed my back at the last night. Dad, I'm glad to do something for you! However, the daughter has not done enough!

6 girls are my roots; My family is my harbor; Mother's home is a place full of flavor, sincerity and sincerity. Some people say: home is a place to express feelings, not a place to reason. Mom's home is a place where many beautiful and sweet memories can be condensed; Mom's home is a place that makes me feel warm and harmonious; My mother's family is a place where I am willing to repay my kindness and often go back to see it. It's the smell of my mother's family that I felt bit by bit when I posted it at the door this year. That smell is the smell emitted by parents, and it is the smell emitted during the heart-to-heart collision at the dinner table; That smell is thick, sweet and fragrant.

In my heart, my mother's family has always been the source of my energy supply, the habitat of my soul and the destination of my soul. Most women like to go back to their parents' home. Me too, especially when I am physically and mentally exhausted, wronged or confused! There are my parents, my childhood friends, the house where I have lived for many years and the trees I am familiar with. At my mother's house, I can breathe freely, laugh freely, chat casually with my parents, wander around the river in front of the house and the small vegetable garden behind the house, and even find my childhood friends to tell interesting stories about my childhood.