Essay on kneeling and begging for a happy family because of me, with no limit on the number of words

Happiness is not to have more, but to have less luxury-inscription.

Everyone has their own home, and when you are sad, home is the spring breeze of habit to soothe your sorrows; When there is trouble, home is a warm harbor, sheltering you from the wind and rain; When you are happy, home is a boat with sails puffed up, full of your laughter and joy. I was born into an ordinary and happy family.

My mother is an engineer, she is very serious about doing things, especially when it comes to my studies, she is even more meticulous, rushing to work at 7:00 in the morning every day, rushing back at 6:00 in the evening, and cooking for me without waiting for a while to come back, without a moment of idleness.

When everyone eats, my mother has to do the Olympiad with me, she talks about the topic clearly and clearly, so that people can understand it as soon as they hear it, but I also have times when I am not serious, whenever this happens, my mother will severely reprimand me, sometimes with tears in my eyes, I will not be angry with her, because I know very well: my mother works hard, goes out early and returns late, just to make the family happy, and the severe reprimand is also for my good study, and I hope that I can do a great career when I grow up. I also use my efforts to make my mother feel happy to have a son like me.

Yes, an ordinary family needs every member of the family to warm it with their hearts in order to make the home full of love and happiness. My dad also warms this home with his heart, my dad works in the World Natural Society, and is very sympathetic to the poor children in the mountainous areas, and often says to me: "You see, the children in the mountainous areas have no food to eat, no water to drink, how poor, and look at your current life, it is so happy."

In my spare time, I always play chess with my father, and although I always lose, I still hope to hone my will. Now, I am also a little famous in the class, and my father always tells me some truths, some knowledge, and some life principles when I play chess, and they have long been engraved in my mind. I have lived in my grandfather's house since I was a child, my grandfather is kind, every time I go home, he will always take out a lot of delicious food, good drink, and the food he made himself, whenever I eat this meal is extraordinarily fragrant, yes, this meal is not only wrapped in condiments, but also contains grandpa's love for me.

Planning is no better than dry hair, he is worried, forehead is worried, he is worried.

In life, there is happiness, and there is joy. A happy life is beautiful, and it is a happy life that brings a family closer.

How beautiful happiness is! A home without noise, a home without anger, is full of love. Even a very ordinary thing can make you see the figure of love. For example, a word of concern, a cup of herbal tea in summer, a bowl of hot soup in winter, ......

I have a mom who loves me and my dad. She was very hardworking, every morning early in the morning, about 5:50 o'clock, just after dawn, my mother began to cook breakfast for us, and after we left, my mother began to be busy cleaning and washing clothes.

Her hands have worn out calluses! At noon and evening, when we came back from work, my mother couldn't take care of rest, and had to hurry to cook for us to eat. It's mom who takes care of us.

What I still remember is that one night after school when I was in the third grade, I went home with my father, and only then did I go out of school, in the sky, all of a sudden, dark clouds, clouds and feet grew hairy, first it was drizzle, slowly, the rain became heavier and heavier, and when we got home, we had become two veritable "soup chickens"! Nothing was dry on our bodies, and the water on our bodies kept dripping, and after a while, there was a puddle of water on the ground, and even our shoes and insoles were wet.

When my mother saw it, she said distressedly, "How can you be drenched like this by the rain!" After speaking, he hurriedly ran to the bathroom, took a large bath towel from the towel rack, helped us wipe the water, and said while wiping

Don't bring a poncho? Why don't you let me deliver it if you don't bring it? I smirked and said

We thought there was no rain today! If you are asked to send it, it will delay your work! Mom said happily

Silly boy, it's good that you know that your mother is working, even if you delay your work a little, it's better than you getting sick in the rain! After wiping, my mother said distressedly: "It's cold in the rain!"

I'll give you some water to wash your faces, or you'll catch a cold!" After that, he ran to the bathroom again and fetched two basins of hot water to wash our faces. Then gently pulled out the insole from the shoe, twisted the insole and the water on the insole kept dripping, and then took the insole to the hair dryer and blew the insole.

First blow roughly, then carefully and carefully, piece by piece, she is very patient, not impatient at all, until the blow dry. Even blowing shoes is like this, patiently blowing, without a word of willingness.

There is happiness everywhere in my family, and this is the happy family of Fu.

Everyone has a happy family. Each of the three in my family has its own number. But sometimes it also makes for a beautiful story.

Every family has its own joys and sorrows, but no matter what, it is happy. Let's start with "Hi". Sometimes when I get a high score in an exam, I can't help but be complacent, and my mother will compliment me and make me better.

Sometimes, when Dad got a bonus and was promoted, our family would go out and have a beating. The encouragement and reward my parents gave me was that love is happiness.

Now let's talk about "anger." Sometimes I don't listen and don't do the exercises... My mother was not so gentle, but reprimanded me coldly.

My tears fell. After that, my mother became even more angry, and even my father, who had always protected me, formed a united front with my mother. I had no choice but to obey.

In fact, my parents are also knife-mouthed tofu hearts, but it's not a taste to look at my parents crying. Behind the scolding is the good intentions of the parents. Mom and Dad's scolding is that love is happiness.

It's time to say "mourn". Sometimes I didn't do well in the exam, I faced my parents helplessly, I only had sadness, when I stood in front of my mother in despair, but my mother just encouraged me and said: "It's okay, don't blame yourself, no one can't make mistakes, your grades have been very stable, you should be smart for a while, be confused for a while, work hard next time!"

Although my mother said so, in fact, she quietly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with the test paper behind her back. The encouragement and tears of my parents are love and happiness.

Finally, let's talk about "music". When it comes to "music", it must be fun, but not everyone is. The happiest time I had with my family was going out and playing.

My dad rode my car and my mom for a ride, to go shopping, to eat... Such times are only on weekends. Although there was laughter and nothing to talk about along the way.

But when I got home, I didn't feel like that, because I knew that my parents gave me joy, but I put pressure on them. That's money, and it costs every time you go out. But my parents wanted me to be happy, so they had to work hard to earn money.

The happiness that my parents gave me was love, that was happiness.

The word happiness is everywhere in my family, although our family is not rich, but everywhere is full of love and happiness, everywhere is full of harmony and warmth.

There is an ancient adage: "Filial piety comes first". This is a phrase that often hangs on people's lips, but it contains the greatest love in the world.

When I was a child, I lay in my mother's arms, sucking sweet milk, babbling. This is the best memory of our childhood. When we were older, learning became our main task, and in the arduous learning process, our parents were the shore of our moored boats.

With us step by step to grow footprints.

Once, when I was crossing the street, I saw such a touching story: a cat stole a fish from the owner's house, and the owner found out, chased the cat with a stick, and broke one of the cat's legs, but the cat still did not let go. Finally, the cat finally got rid of the owner's pursuit, came to a side of the meadow, and stopped.

The fish is placed in front of a kitten, which eats greedily, while the mother cat just licks the kitten's head lovingly with her tongue. The fish that was almost exchanged for its life, but it never took a bite, and I was so moved that I was about to cry when I saw this. This is love, a mother's love for her child.

Who in the world does not know: "The lamb has the grace of kneeling and the crow has the meaning of feeding." And as a child, how can a "thank you" redeem the love that my parents don't have for me?

Although their parents were not well educated, they brought them the greatest love in the world. Life has bent their bodies and brought time to pass, but it has written the traces of time on their wrinkled faces.

Nine years have drawn a long trail on the blank sheet of my life, and nine years have stolen your most precious years like flowing water. I am no longer a babbling child, I understand the good intentions of my parents. The years slowly push the wheels of history, I understand.

What is "Boundless Love".

The love of parents is higher than the mountains, deeper than the sea, and longer than the sun and the moon. With a heart full of emotion, I would like to pray to God that my parents will be safe and happy.

The hope that my family gave me.

Family, yes. Synonymous with warmth, isn't it? The family is a society, containing beauty, troubles, warmth, and hope. This small society has given me endless hope.

I can't forget that day, the sky, gloomy, seemed to cast a shadow on my heavy heart, holding the book printed with the word "award" in my hand, crystal tears dripping on the book, and the bright red "10" word into one. Why? Why?

I, who have always been the champion in the class, how could I be left far behind this time? 10th place, is this me? 1st place - my good friend, how sweet he smiles!

But as for me, the throne of first place seems out of reach. In the school, on the street, there were smiling faces everywhere, and it was just me, who seemed to have fallen into an invisible abyss......I don't know when, I have walked to the door, looking at the familiar orange security door, remembering my parents' eyes full of expectation before the exam, the teacher's earnest teaching, my steps are heavy, but my hand can't help but take out the key, insert it in the keyhole, turn it gently, "bang", the door opened, look up, my parents have been sitting at the table, waiting for my arrival. Knowing that I had nothing to say and could no longer boast in front of my parents, I gently changed my shoes and walked into the room.

Gege, back? Dad asked first. "Hmm".

I answered him softly, and it suddenly seemed like "calm before the storm." "Sit down, let's talk. "Hmm".

So Mom walked into the room, and Dad and I sat at the table. After a moment of silence, Dad broke the silence and asked, "Are you tired?" I shook my head, "I know the boredom in your heart, in fact, a person's quality is not determined by grades.

You tell me? "I don't say anything. "This failure is a wake-up call to you, so that you can't forget it!

Dad said earnestly: "It's over, don't be sad, only work hard next time, you will definitely succeed!" I looked up at the confident gaze and nodded, just about to walk into the room, "Leilei."

Dad stopped me again. "Huh? "I believe in you!

We must realize that the world is like sunshine, everything is so harmonious and natural!

Entering the seventh grade can be said to be a stage transition. In the new class, it can be said that there are many good classmates, and the first place is even farther away from me! The failure of learning and competition made me lose confidence again and again. But my family has inspired me again and again to rise to the challenge!

Who says home isn't a harbor for small boats? Who says family isn't a warm garden? I want to say that family is a tomorrow that embodies infinite hope!

Ah, I love my home and the harbor I hope it has!