A 300-word essay about a traditional family I like

My happy family life

Every day, my mother in the kitchen wakes me up from my dream with pots and pans, and brings me back home from my dream.

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Home is a place that everyone deserves to rely on. When I was young, my mother often sang the song "Dad is the boat, mother is the sail, carrying Chen Chen to form a happy family". It leads me into a sweet dreamland. Whenever I recall my mother singing this song when I was young, I can't help but feel a sense of nostalgia for home.

On weekends

On weekends, I always want to sleep a little longer, but my mother always wakes me up early because I am too fat, so she takes me to do morning exercises.

"First, run around the community. ." Mom, don't run and say.

"I don't want to run."

"Run." Mom told me with eyes wide open.

"One Two one, one two one..."

Finally, after getting through the morning, I went home and did my homework. Mom and dad started busy with lunch.

In the kitchen

There was a sound of pots and pans crackling, and my father put the prepared ingredients into the pot, while my mother was making delicious tomato and egg soup on the side. I was so greedy that I could only drool at the side, so I had to silently tell myself that it is almost ready. Waiting for a while.

Haha, the hot meal was finally served on the table, which made me drool. I grabbed a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs and put it into my mouth without washing my hands. Wow! It was so hot, so I had to eat it. He asked me to keep blowing. When my father saw it, he smiled and said that I was a greedy little cat who was asking for trouble. Who said I was really greedy?

It’s afternoon

< p>My parents and I watch TV, surf the Internet, and read books together. Sometimes my father will play chess with me, and my mother will speak a few words in English with me to improve my English.

In a blink of an eye, it was dinner time again, and mom and dad went to cook.

Under the moonlight

Walking under the moonlight is a very pleasant thing, Dad Mom’s left hand hooked my hands with her right hand, forming a harmonious family, and we were all laughing.

Dreamland is so sweet

I entered the dreamland with sweet and good memories. .

Ending

In my imagination, what I want to say is that only my happy little family can shelter me from wind and rain and accompany me to grow up happily. I will always I love my home, and I will work hard to learn scientific and cultural knowledge, strive to use my wisdom to make my home more beautiful and lovely, and use my hard-working hands to add icing on the cake to my happy home.