I love my family composition for ninth grade junior high school students

Family 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. Let's take a look at the composition "I Love My Family" for the ninth grade of junior high school. Welcome to read and learn from it. Chapter 1: I love my family

Family, as soon as this word is mentioned. Everyone will have a very warm feeling. It is family that gives us life and allows us to grow up without worries. I love my home.

Home is not just about having a house, nor is it just about having money. Where there is love, there is a home!

I am a residential student. When I first came to this school, everything was so strange. Everything is new. New school, new classmates, new teachers. All this makes me unable to adapt. But so what? I just had to bite the bullet and adapt.

Every night when I study in class, I will think of the comfortable sofa at home, the high-definition TV, my mother, and the fruits my mother has washed long ago. When I think of this, my tears will remain unfulfilled. Once it stays, it will be like a rapid flood that is out of control. Maybe my voice was too loud, and the teacher who was preparing a lesson noticed my sobbing. He called me outside and said to me gently: "Why are you crying? Are you homesick? It doesn't matter. Every child will be uncomfortable when they first come here, but they will get better over time. Just treat me as a child." Your mother, treat this as your home, so that you will adapt to it faster.

From now on, I will treat the teacher as my relative. Same, my mood is much better than before. I listen very carefully to his class every time, so my Chinese scores have improved a lot. I feel like home again.

Just when I was adapting to life in this new environment, a fire burned my newly sprouted grass to death - Teacher Hao left. This was like a bolt from the blue every day. It doesn't feel right. Because our classes can't be delayed, the school transferred another teacher from the third grade of junior high school - Teacher Wei. Because he is a male teacher, I don't like him very much. It made me change my view of him. He said to us: "Your "good teacher" is gone and a "bad teacher" has come. From now on, I will be your strict father in study and in life." I will be your loving mother." After listening to these words, I seemed to have found the feeling of home that I had been away for a long time. Tears welled up in my eyes again. I resisted and refused to let him stay. Now I have completely integrated into him. I am in this big family.

This is my new home. I feel the warmth of home and the deep maternal love. Chapter 2. : I love my family

The poet Bing Xin once said: "When the storm comes in the sky, the birds hide in their mother's nest; when the storm comes on earth, the daughter hides in her mother's arms." "Isn't home the embrace that embraces you and me? - Inscription

I live in an ordinary family. My father, mother, younger brother and I are happy members of this warm "hall". I My brother and I are our parents’ beloved “angels”. They love us just as much as we love them.

My father is two years younger than my mother. When I was a kid, I thought this was funny. Asked dad: "Dad, everyone is eldest by dad. Why is our family eldest by mom?" "Dad's face turned red and he hesitated for a long time: "This... this... no matter how big or small..." Dad drives a taxi and comes back very late every day. Mom always sits at the dinner table and waits patiently. Late last year, One evening in winter, the north wind was howling outside and the snow was falling heavily. It was very late and I still didn't see my father coming back. My mother was so uneasy. Ten minutes, twenty minutes, thirty minutes...My mother finally walked in holding my father's arm. It turned out that my father had run a long distance. I saw my mother was busy bringing washing water to my father, and was busy heating the food, and she looked sweet. I leaned into my father's ear and asked quietly: "Dad." , is this love? "Dad pretended to be serious and said: "Kid, what do you know! "I didn't give in, and said loudly: "Well, no matter how big or small, no matter how big or small! "Before my father could raise his arms, my brother and I had already slipped into the back room.

My mother was very hard-working. After being laid off, she opened a small shop unwilling to be lonely.

When business was not doing well, my mother became more frugal, but she was very generous to us. One time, my mother said she wanted to knit a sweater, but I was so happy that she quickly expressed her opinion on the color and style of the sweater. It turned out that my joy was in vain. It turned out that my mother was going to knit it for my brother. Immediately, I pouted, hid in the room and cried. After I came out of the house, my mother took the wool and said to me with a smile: "How about it, do you like this color?" "Yes! I love it!" I broke down in tears and smiled. Later I found out that this good opportunity was passed up by my younger brother. Now that I think about it, I feel a little embarrassed. After all, I am the older sister!

As for my brother and I, it is inevitable to have small fights. My brother likes art and I like music, so there is inevitably some friction in front of the TV. Just like that day, my brother said that he wanted to watch "Teach You to Learn to Draw", but I insisted on listening to the song, so the war of words began...Thanks to my father for justice, otherwise I would have to surrender, maybe under the rules of my mother signed and stamped on the "unequal" treaty, alas!

Look, this is my home, an ordinary, lively little stage. No matter where I go, I will never forget that little world exuding the fragrance of violets. Because I love my family! Chapter 3: I love my family

I have a home full of happiness and joy, I have a home full of wisdom and care, I have a home full of harmony and laughter. My parents are both teachers. I think they are very good at educating children. No matter what the situation, they will give me the warmth of family affection and motivation to learn.

I remember one math test, I actually got the lowest score in history - 83 points. You know, my academic performance has always been among the best in the class, what should I do this time? After school, I dragged my heavy steps home, with cold sweat dripping from my hands. It felt like there was a stone weighing on my heart. I kept thinking: Should I tell my mother, what should I say, and will my mother punish me? , how will I be punished? While eating dinner, I suddenly remembered this sentence: The stupidest person in the world is the one who dare not admit his mistakes. I think I'm smart. So, I mustered up the courage and handed the paper to my mother. Cold sweat broke out in my hands again, and beads of sweat broke out on my head. My heart was pounding like a little rabbit. I didn't know what my mother would say. I didn't dare to look at my mother. She looked at me for a while, touched my head and said earnestly: "No one made a mistake. The important thing is that you can learn the lesson and do well in the next exam. Mom believes you can do it." Looking at my mother, The encouraging look in my eyes made me burst into tears. The next time I took the exam, I got good grades. My mother's understanding and love for me have enabled me to make continuous progress, and my father's support has given me more confidence. Dad likes to buy me books.

One time, we went to Xinhua Bookstore to buy books. I saw "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" and "Water Margin" and took them out to read. My father bought them without hesitation after seeing them. Now, my father has bought me more than 40 books. There are "Grimm's Fairy Tales", "Encyclopedia of Knowledge", and "How Steel Was Tempered"... Some people asked him: You bought him so many books, does he read them? Even if he could see it, how much could he understand? "My father always smiles and says, "My son reads it every morning when he wakes up. After reading it, he explains it to me. He makes it quite clear! "Looking at my father's proud expression, I remembered what my father often said: "My son is my father's greatest wealth!" "I know that my father is encouraging me, but I like to listen. I will definitely read these books well, study hard, arm my mind with family knowledge, thank my parents with my grades, and strive to make myself proud of my parents. Mom and Dad Love me, I love my parents even more. I am proud to live in this family! Chapter 4: I love my family

There are many members in my family, including grandpa and grandma. , father, mother, uncle, aunt, younger brother, and I, but the only ones who live in my house for a long time are me, younger brother, father, and mother. My grandparents live in the country and come to our place to play occasionally.

First. Let’s talk about my father. He is in his 40s and is 1.7 meters tall. He is a rat and is a kind man. He is a good athlete in our family. He used to play tennis at home and would never stop playing. It makes a lot of noise. Dad sometimes pronounces the trash can incorrectly and makes us laugh. Dad is also the driver in our family. This National Day, he drove us from Wenzhou to Xiamen. It was such a long journey, but my father drove energetically, fast and safely.

Dad is also very good at arithmetic, and I asked him questions that I didn’t understand. For example, if you add up to one hundred, Dad figured it out in a few seconds, which is equal to five thousand and fifty. This is my dad.

My mother was born in the year of the Ox, so my family’s “Chinese class representative” is my mother, because my mother’s Chinese is the best in our family. If I don’t know a word or a word I don’t know, I ask my mother. Last time, I won the second prize for my composition, and my mother revised it for me! Otherwise, I might not even get the third prize.

My elder sister is a beautiful girl. She is my biological sister and she is born in the Year of the Ox. She has been to England and is the best English speaker in our family. She even talks to her classmates in English, which I can’t even understand. But my sister is in Shanghai now, and I love my sister.

I am a tiger. Apart from my sister, I am the English class representative at home. My mother doesn’t understand vocabulary and asks me if my father’s English is not standard. I will correct it. When eating dinner, I always say I taught my parents and younger brother a few words of English. My younger brother also spoke "American" to me, but I just spoke English. There were a few words that my younger brother didn't understand. What I said was that you are ugly. (English) He also speaks English: Yes. He didn't know until I said the Chinese translation, and he was deceived by me. Apart from my sister, I am the fastest typist in the family, and I also know a lot about computers.

Finally, let’s discuss my brother! My younger brother is a naughty boy and a toy enthusiast. He spends his days either building dinosaur toys or playing pranks. Don't look at his young age. He has more knowledge about dinosaurs than I do. He can name a lot of things like Deinochonosaurus, Ostrichomimus, etc., and he is better than me in building toys. In a moment, a very complicated toy It's set up.

Our family is a happy and happy family. I love my family. Chapter 5: I love my family

Everyone has his or her own home, and everyone has his or her dearest parents. Like everyone else, I love my home and my parents!

I live in a happy family, but also very "unfortunate". Why? Because my parents are both people's police officers, they are very busy at work, always working overtime and traveling on business... Although I have become accustomed to it, I still hope that my parents can spend more time with me.

In the summer of 2008, after the Wenchuan earthquake, my mother took the initiative to volunteer and insisted on participating in earthquake relief. As a result, I left for more than 20 days, and my father and I were left to depend on each other. On the day of the Olympic torch relay, my father didn't bother to go home to take care of me, so I had to board at school. Fortunately, I had teachers and classmates as companions, so my longing for my mother eased a little. Finally one day, my mother came back. At that moment, the joy and happiness of our family could not be replaced by anything.

Last fall, when the new semester just started, my mother took the initiative to apply again and again and went to Xinjiang to perform tasks. Unexpectedly, my mother went to Xinjiang three times for more than 70 days. My father worked on a temporary basis in the remote Tongxin County Public Security Bureau. Neither of them could take care of me anymore, so they had to leave me to my aunts, uncles, grandma, and grandma... I "wandered" between different families. At that time, I I really feel like a piece of grass!

I am looking forward to it, and my heart is getting anxious. Although my mother takes time to call me every day, when I hear my mother’s voice, I can’t help crying. I complain. Mom, I begged my mother... I tried every means to get my mother to come back early, but until I got sick, my mother still didn't appear in front of me suddenly as I imagined. I feel sad and wronged - does anyone still love me?

Actually, my mother felt more uncomfortable than I did. In the silent night, she wrote an article with tears in her eyes, "Carry all the problems yourself", which moved many uncles and aunts to tears. My mother’s boss and colleagues came to my home with a lot of my favorite food to express their condolences to me. Later I learned that in the team of hundreds of people my mother worked for, there was only one female police officer, my mother. But my mother carried a heavy burden on her thin shoulders. Not only did she not need anyone else’s care, but she also had outstanding performance and work achievements. She has won the praise of "Police Camp Mulan" and she still has many "fans".

I am so proud to have such a "Mulan" mother!

Although my father is very far away from us, he calls me every night, every day. At this time, I am the happiest! On weekends, when my father comes home, he will definitely ask me: "What do you want to eat?" Then, my father will change his tricks and make delicious food for my mother and me. My mother criticizes my father for always sabotaging her weight loss plan, haha!

The days have passed, and now I understand that although my parents work very hard and cannot be by my side every day like other people's parents, their love for me has not diminished at all. With a tall and handsome father, a gentle and considerate mother, and me as a happy "pistachio", we are such a happy family! Chapter 6: I love my home

My home is at the foot of a dense mountain. It is a bungalow of several hundred square meters. It was newly built due to the 2008 earthquake. It has red bricks and black tiles, no decoration, and is simple. , it is not comparable to a two-story small western-style building, let alone a high-rise building, but it is extremely warm. This home was built with love.

There are four people in the family, my father, my mother, my younger brother and me. The happy appearance of our family is enviable to others. Our daily life is ordinary but happy. Although the food is not delicious, it is full of love. the taste. Mom and dad are in their forties this year. They were in their prime, but they were so burdened by the tedious things at home that they no longer straightened their backs. There were a few silver strands in their hair, and wrinkles climbed up their foreheads. The years have passed. The traces of the family are particularly obvious. Their efforts have brought happiness, harmony, health and happiness to the whole family.

Dad’s motorcycle dad, be careful. Dad loves to smoke very much, and he is very strict with us. I am most afraid of my dad’s pair of deep eyes. I dare not communicate with him. How many times have I dared to communicate with him? I wanted to persuade my dad to quit smoking, but I was always intimidated by his majesty. It seemed that I was a soldier under his banner and could never compete with my boss. I am timid. Your daughter wants to say to you today: "Dad, Stop smoking, quit! Your health is not good, for your own sake and for the sake of this family, just listen to me this time!"

My mother is illiterate and is an absolute bastard. A farmer, he has a good temper and can tolerate everything, which is completely opposite to my father's easy-going temper. However, my mother is very strict about the education of my brother and me. As long as it is bad, she will not allow us to study, although we have been punished since childhood. After being beaten by her countless times, not only did we not resent her, but we listened to her more. My brother and I made fewer mistakes. Gradually, my mother forgot about the cane whip and put on more smiling faces. . Haha, mom, your smile is so sweet! May you keep this smiling face forever!

My parents work in other places all year round. My younger brother is very strong, with a tiger head and a tiger brain, so he is nicknamed Huwazi. His temper is very similar to that of my father. He is also very smelly and very stingy. I am not saying bad things about him. This is a fact. I have raised him since he was a child. I have always spoiled him, so now he is not afraid of me at all and always talks back to me, but I can't do anything about him. But sometimes he listens to me very much and does whatever I say, just like us It's like never quarreling. Now I have roughly summarized a rule. He will accept soft things and not hard words, so my sugar-coated bullets are still very effective. Why! This younger brother of mine always makes me dumbfounded. I want to say to my younger brother, "You boy, when will you be able to make me worry free!"

As for me, I don’t need to say more, we are combined. All the characteristics of my father and my mother say that Gemini people have dual personalities. This is true. I am that kind of person. Here I want to say to myself: "Although you are an ordinary person, People, but living an ordinary life is the greatest success! "I love my family, and I will always protect my family with happiness. Chapter 7: I love my home

Birds return to their nests and enjoy the warmth of their nests; fallen leaves return to their roots and enjoy the stability and happiness of the earth; their souls return to experience the joy of healthy growth.

Home, what a warm word. It is a haven that allows us to find the home of our souls after setbacks. It is a solace for our souls that allows us to find ourselves when we are upset. It is a beacon that allows us to find the way forward when we have lost our way. ——When I mention home, I can’t help but feel a strong desire to go home. Because I have the source of my happiness at home, the support of my soul, and more importantly, my parents who love me at home.

I remember one weekend, because I was bored at home and my parents didn’t have to go to work, so I said, “Mom and Dad, let’s have an ‘April Fool’s Day’ today. , let's make fun of people, and the person who gets teased the most will be called the "Idiot King". Both parents agreed, so the game started.

Mom came to fire the first "cannon". Said in the kitchen: "You two, father and son, come in and eat watermelon!" "As soon as I finished speaking, my dad and I rushed into the kitchen. We looked left and right, and there was not even a shadow of watermelon. Only then did I realize that I had been tricked by my mother. My mother stood on the ground and bent over with laughter. So, I also wanted to tease my dad. I quietly ran outside the door, closed the door gently, and then imitated the voice of my neighbor Uncle Liu and said, "Old Huang, my phone is broken, please borrow it." Your home phone number. "Then, my dad hurried over to open the door. When he opened the door and saw it was me, he said: "What a boy, how dare you play tricks on your dad..." Finally, after three hours of "fierce fighting", our "fierce battle" finally ended. Let’s count who has been cheated the most, “Mom was cheated 3 times, dad was cheated 3 times, and I was cheated 5 times. "However, I won the title of "Idiot King" this time. In the end, my parents celebrated for me that I won the title of "Idiot King" this time. During the celebration, our family burst into laughter.

Home is a small house, but it contains my happiness and sadness; home carries the love of our family; home makes me full of hope and motivation for life! Hey, this! This is my home, a home full of laughter and laughter. In this home, countless hilarious things often happen, which often make me laugh out loud in my dreams. I want to say from the bottom of my heart: "I love you." My home. " Chapter 8: I love my home

Home is like a refreshing sweet spring. Drinking from the sweet spring makes our hearts clear and bright; home is like an intoxicating sea breeze. Feeling the sea breeze makes our hearts It becomes pure and spacious; home is like the heartbreaking white snow. Appreciating the white snow, our hearts become quiet and peaceful.

Our family of three lives in a small suite, two of us. There are two bedrooms and one living room, the kitchen is not big, and the bathroom is very small. Although the house is small, my father and mother live happily.

“Haha, my daughter and I win again! "Dad showed his black teeth and looked very cunning. No, our family of three was playing "Landlords" with nothing to do. Look, the opportunity has come! Mom finished drawing the cards and went to answer the phone. I secretly followed my father's lead She played some tricks on her mother's cards. As a result, her mother had no chance to play the second card. She said very depressedly: "My luck is really bad today!" They're all bad cards. "After hearing this, I covered my mouth and snickered, while my father pretended to be calm and shuffled the cards. Looking at my father who couldn't hold back his laughter, I was even more happy. But all this was discovered by my "fiery eyes" mother. I had no choice but to be a "traitor" again. This time it was better. As soon as my mother got a bad card, she would say that we, father and daughter, were cheating. If we had known this, why would we do it in the first place? "Shooting myself in the foot"!

Mom always has excess when cooking, what should I do? Eat it! Why not put it in the refrigerator? So, the smart mother came up with a wonderful method-put a spoon in the middle of the table, and whoever turns the spoon handle will take a big spoonful of the extra vegetables. They can't stop until they have finished eating. Turn. Alas, it seems that I am often transferred and eaten until I am full. Otherwise, why would I be 1.73 meters tall in the first grade of junior high school?

Our family of three has a very clear division of labor. I am responsible for washing the dishes, and my mother cleans up the "mess" on the table. Because of this seemingly small thing, my father and I often have conflicts because I, who is nicknamed "Lazy Cat", don't want to wash the dishes, but my father does. Not to mention, he would only find some random reasons to refuse to wash the dishes, so we had to guess the game and win out of three sets. Now, Dad can't play tricks. He is willing to accept defeat. . My father and I still abide by this.

Although my home is not a big villa, it is not very grand and luxurious, but my home is very warm and sweet. Happy. Do you think I can stop loving my home?