Dear teacher and classmates: Hello, everyone! At this moment, I especially want to recite a Tang poem. "the thread in the hands of a fond-hearted mother, makes clothes for the body of her wayward boy. Before departure, a needle was stitched together, afraid of the son came back late clothes damaged. But how much love has the inch-long grass, reported three Chunhui! " This poem moved me very much and I miss my mother very much. The weather has been particularly cold in recent days, and all the students have put on thick clothes. I'm wearing a pair of woolen pants knitted by my mother. I still clearly remember that it was the third year of high school, and my mother was worried that I would not adapt to the cold weather when I went to college, so she specially prepared it for me. My mother is an only child. After getting married, my grandmother has been living with us and almost arranged all the housework until a sudden cerebral hemorrhage in 23. So when I was in the third year of high school, my mother didn't know how to knit a sweater. She asked her neighbor's aunt for help while learning, and I didn't know how many times she dismantled it before she knitted me a set. Now reading this poem, I seem to see my mother knitting one stitch at a time under the light, as if I were at home. I think that each of us should have a precious memory from mom and dad. When we see it or think of it, we will think of mom and dad. Perhaps, it is a sweater knitted by my mother herself; Perhaps, it was a pick-up and drop-off by my father riding a bicycle in the wind and rain; Perhaps, it is a cup of milk and a snack served by my mother in the middle of the night ... just dribs and drabs, just ordinary and simple, but it makes you feel the most warm, comfortable, natural and moved. Indeed, home is such a reassuring, comfortable and happy place. At home, in front of mom and dad, we completely relax ourselves and melt our independent and strong-hearted self into what we want to be: to be a willful, lazy, naughty and enjoyable child. Home is our warm harbor. When you are wronged and unhappy, call your parents, pour out your troubles and problems, hear the kind and gentle voice of your parents at the other end of the microphone, and listen to the simplest, simplest and most truthful words from your father, and your restless heart will gradually calm down. Listen to mom and dad, no matter what difficulties they encounter, they will stand behind me and be my solid backing, and they will feel full of strength in their hearts. With a family and parents, we can always feel happy. "Find some leisure, find some time, lead the children, and often go home to see; Bring a smile, bring a wish, accompany your lover, and often go home to see ... "A familiar song sings the hearts of many people and touches the heartstrings of many people. Every time I hear this song, I can't help crying. Women's Day, 23, is a day that I will never forget, and it hurts my heart-my kind and respectable grandmother left, and she was still thinking about her distant uncle before she left. Grandma only has her mother as an only daughter, so she has been living with us. My brother and I are both brought up by her. But before she left, I was not with her. When I came home from school, I saw my grandmother lying quietly in bed, unable to hear my cry any more, and "sleeping" forever ... How short life is, as if just yesterday, we were still reciting the Analects of Confucius and reciting "The son said in Sichuan,' The deceased is like a husband, and I don't give up day and night'". Today, we are sitting in the university campus of another city. In middle school and college, we spend less and less time with our parents, and the days when we spend time with our parents and family seem to leave only childhood memories. When studying, parents always pretend to be indifferent and say to us, "Don't be too homesick, it's important to study", but how many of us, as children, can really understand their longing eyes and caring mood? In the third year of senior high school, we are about to graduate, maybe we will go to college, maybe we will step into the society, and we may be farther and farther away from home in the future. How much time can we often go home and have a look? Think about my parents' gray temples, think about their constant concern for us, think about those who gave birth to me, those who love me, and we should go home early and often. "I often go home to see, even if I beat my father's back and rub his shoulders, the old man doesn't want his children to make much contribution to the family, but he always worries about it all his life ..." There is a kind of helplessness that "the tree wants to be quiet, but the wind will not stop", a kind of sadness that "the child wants to raise but doesn't stay close", a feeling that "I am homesick too" and a kind of happiness that "I often go home to see" ... During the festival, don't forget to call mom and dad, send a short message, say a blessing, say a thank you and show your heart. During the Chinese New Year, don't let regrets stay in your heart, put aside all excuses and celebrate the Chinese New Year-go home early! I found it on the internet, and I hope it will have a role in attracting jade!