Composition "We are a Family"

We are a family writing concept: mainly writing about the warmth of family and the value of family affection should be the core of this concept. You can write about mutual respect and accommodation among family members, mutual care and support among members, and facing difficulties and solving problems together.

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Home is warm. This family is full of happiness, tolerance and care ... people with families will be very happy.

In my family, there is an indomitable "dinosaur"-father, "lovely cat"-mother, and a naughty brother. I, like a monkey.

"Dinosaur" father often plays with my brother and me. He is a good father. However, if our brother and sister do something wrong, he will expose the nature of dinosaurs. One word to describe it is "fierce" or "fire-breathing" dinosaur.

"Cute cat" mother likes dressing up and taking selfies. After the selfie, the photo will be processed and turned into a very cute "kitten". Of course, in real life, my mother will dress up as a lovely cat! When our brother and sister do something wrong, she will use the "MengMeng" education method to educate us. Kind words and gentle attitude are completely different from "dinosaur" father.

Sometimes, I think: How can a "dinosaur" father and a "cute cat" mother walk together? What a difference! That's weird.

Then, talk about my naughty brother. He is over 4 years old this year, and it is time to be naughty. Every day, he is so naughty that my head is about to explode. You see, as soon as I cleaned up the desktop, he turned it upside down with a bang; When I just folded my clothes, he jumped on them, slipped and fell on the sofa with them. He also likes to complain.

Once, my classmate gave me a lollipop and he found it. He told dad that I bought snacks, and I was scolded. Another time, he splashed water on me after washing.

I don't believe it. I want justice. He thought I would hit him, so he ran to his father and pretended to be poor! What a nuisance. He's just a nuisance. Later, my mother found out that my relationship with my brother was not good, so she talked to me. I told the whole story, and as a result, my brother got a scolding. Fortunately, my mother was still "a bowl of water."

Home is a pair of hands on a sad day, which makes your face smile through tears; Home is the spring breeze, which brings you comfort and hope when you are weak; Home is the sunshine under the blue sky. When you are eager to grow up, it will accompany you to keep moving forward. ...

There is love and noise, crying and laughing, understanding and tolerance. This is my happy home.