I love my family. What a warm name.

Everyone has parents, and everyone comes from a different home.

Grandpa, grandma, dad, mom and I form a family.

It is a home full of care and affection.

I have experienced this kind of deep family affection.

I remember that it was when I was not in elementary school, and our family went to Xi'an to visit relatives. It was my first time to come to Xi'an, and I met that strange cousin, and we played together for a whole day.

At night, I said I was a little dizzy. Finally, my mother took my temperature and found that my fever had reached 39.5 degrees.

This scared my dad, mom, grandpa, and grandma so much that they used water bags to cool me down and wiped my body with alcohol.

After a while, my father saw that my condition was not improving, so he carried me to the hospital. The doctor said it was just a common flu, but my family saw that my fever was so high and I was so young, so they insisted on letting me stay.

Got to the hospital.

During the few days I was hospitalized, my grandfather, grandmother, father, and mother stayed with me in the hospital all day long.

Grandpa said that my joints will hurt when I have a fever, so he rubs my joints every day.

My mother was afraid that I would be bored in the hospital, so she told me stories every day. My grandma was afraid that there were not enough quilts in the hospital, so she brought me a few quilts from home.

I was finally discharged from the hospital, but my father, mother, grandfather, and grandma lost a lot of weight for me.

Yes, the love of relatives is selfless, the love of relatives is touching, and the love of relatives is everywhere.

I love my family because it gives me happiness, wisdom, and growth.

I love my warm home.

Narrative essay on the topic of home (450 words) Home is a haven from the wind; home is a warm heart; home is my hope.

Look at my happy family, countless things have happened.

But no matter how small the thing is, it will leave traces on the little tree of my memory.

Suddenly, a green leaf fell on my hand and I began to tell the story of what it represented.

It was a Saturday, and my father and I were watching a TV series about the "Civil War" in the living room, and my mother asked us to wash the dishes.

The TV series is going on, how can I leave?

My father and I pushed each other.

"Dad, you go ahead!" "Kid, do more housework and don't be so lazy!" "I can finally relax on the weekend!" "I've worked very hard too!"... The push and shove continued.

My mother was angry, and Hedong roared like a lion: "You two, turn off the TV!" My father and I were so frightened that we jumped up from the sofa and ran to the kitchen. We quickly completed the task and immediately ran back to the living room to watch TV.

, even ignoring mother’s call to eat.

My mother began to nag: "Why are you guys ignoring me when I ask you to eat? Do you want to send me an invitation?" After hearing this, I was watching the TV intently and suddenly said: "I can't even send you an invitation."

Come on, there's a civil war going on. How can the invitation be regarded as intelligence by the Kuomintang?

"As soon as I finished speaking, I felt a gust of wind blowing, and I couldn't help but shudder. Well, it was so murderous! When I looked up, my father had fled the scene of the crime, and my mother was staring at me eagerly. Oh my god,

Hurry up and run away! I rushed to the dining room at lightning speed and wolfed down the already cold food, but my mother still chased me and started to recite her tightening curse... I will give this piece of food carefully.

The leaves are painted with brilliant colors, making them shine on the small tree of my memory! Warm Home Composition 450 Chapter 1 Home is a warm harbor, giving the boat that has been wandering for a long time a safe haven.

In the first school, parents were the only teachers, and brothers and sisters were classmates, and some even had no classmates... The fifteenth day of the first lunar month was the Lantern Festival, and the whole family sat at the dinner table making glutinous rice balls.

Make it into the shape of a bowl, put some trappings in the middle, and seal the mouth. A glutinous rice dumpling is ready. Everyone is laughing and making it. A mosquito lands on Dad's face, and my sister reaches out to use it.

I fought hard with all my strength, as if I was afraid that the mosquito would not be killed. Suddenly, bursts of laughter echoed in the room - there was a "Wuzi Mountain" on my father's face and the mosquito was crushed to death by the "Wuzi Mountain".

There are all kinds of strange glutinous rice balls on it. The biggest ones are made by my father, the ones that look like biscuits are made by my sister, and the rest are made by my sister and my mother. The glutinous rice balls are cooked, but most of them have missing fillings, but everyone still eats them.

Relish it. Oh, the home is warm. My sister failed in the mid-term exam and came home dejected. I thought my parents would be very angry, but the result was exactly the opposite. "Son, although."

, you didn’t do well in the exam, but you don’t have to be discouraged, failure is the mother of success.

You don't need to get up in a hurry. It's not too late to see what made you fall and get up again.

"My sister was very touched. She worked hard to do what her father said, and finally achieved good results in the final exam. Oh, the family is really warm. When we encounter setbacks, those who can silently support us behind the scenes -

It is home; when we lose confidence, it is home that gives us the most care; it prevents us from feeling lonely and allows us to see the dawn of happiness.