200 words about the love between me and my family

Once, when I was playing with the computer, the computer suddenly froze. I'm worried, worried that the computer is malfunctioning. Out of instinct, I turned the computer on and off.

In this way, I went back and forth several times, but the computer never improved, and at this time, my heart was not worried, but afraid. I thought to myself; If I hide it from my mother, the consequences will be even more serious, but I'll tell the truth. So, I went out to find my mother and told her everything that had happened.

After hearing this, my mother immediately went home, picked up the computer and rushed to the computer branch, and the staff on duty at the branch told us that we would not know until tomorrow if we could repair it well or not. At this moment, my heart is very worried. Tomorrow, a strange ** called.

I asked my mother to pick it up, and my mother took the **, and didn't say a word, her brows were tightly locked. After hanging up, my mother told me that the branch factory could not be repaired, and the computer should be sent to the main factory, and after being sent to the main factory, the staff of the main factory assured us that it would be repaired well. At this point, my hanging heart finally let go.

And in this process, my mother never beat or scolded me from beginning to end. My mom is always at ease with me. Growing up, my mom always respected my opinion.

She never forced me to go to cram school; I was never forced to buy a homework book; I've never been given extra homework. In this regard, I am glad that I have such a mother. Finally, I would like to say a word to my mother:

Thank you for so many years no.

It's better to write your truth; To give you a scenario idea: 1The family is at home where mom cooks, dad watches TV, and you do your homework.

Come together to eat at the dining table, and after the meal, the family sits together and talks and laughs, which is love, the warmth of home; 2.Or my brother taught me to do my homework and play games, or my sister taught me to play scarves and build snowmen, etc.

Love, it is like a fresh wind, blowing away the dust of the world; Love, like a ray of sunshine, warms people's hearts; Love, like a candy, sends sweetness to the suffering; Love, it is also like a heart, building a bridge of communication for each other. Love is everywhere in life. When I got up in the morning, I was not awakened by the industrious little alarm clock, but the symphony of life played by the pots and pans in the kitchen, and I tiptoed into the kitchen, ah!

It turned out that my mother was envious of my mother who got up early and cooked for me greedily! Looking at her weather-beaten face, her hands full of vicissitudes, how many years have left traces. My eyes were moist and tears poured down like rain.

Eating the food that my mother had worked so hard to cook, I felt an indescribable emotion in my heart.

Love is great and silent.

When the family had dinner, my parents always kept the best for me and ate the rest of the meal themselves, "pretending" to say, "It's delicious!" "I was so childish, I didn't notice anything.

In fact, parents are giving every day, instilling endless love in their children every day, and telling their children about the education of love and the enlightenment of love every day, so that we can know how to love, understand love, and give love.

Love, starting from little by little, permeates the footprints of growth, and it is covered with traces of time.

It was late at night, I hadn't come home yet, my mother was anxious like "ants on a hot pot - round and round", she stood by the window and looked into the distance, her heart was uneasy, from her soulless guard, it could be seen that she loved me, loved me very much, and she could give everything for me. It is her wish that I can grow up healthily; It is her expectation that I can study well; It is her hope that I can step into society; My ability to give to others is the education she once taught me of love: "Love is mutual, only one person gives, and that is called selfish love!"

Since I was a child, I grew up listening to these loving educations; Since I was a child, I have watched these love initiations grow. Love can turn hostility into jade; Love can move people's hearts; Love can be earth-shattering; Love can be annihilated by brothers; Love can be incomparable... It should be okay, right?