In poetic eye, the home is the warmest place, it is to roam about outer, the place that makes a person recollect most. "The Wen Sheliu in this nocturne, he Ren does not have reason garden feeling. " in my eye, the home is the love between family, interweave a scope of operation that have.
在诗人眼里，家是最温暖的地方，是流浪在外，最令人回忆的地方。“此夜曲中闻折柳，何人不起故园情。”在我眼里，家是家人之间的爱，交织起的一片天地。
Broke, broke, glass broke one ground. That year, I of muddled stay to stand slow-wittedly in cullet among, I am holding the ball that caused disaster in the arms, the hopes the move is glittering and translucent glass of one face panic piece, as if in sight is worn broke heart. The mom that Wen Sheng comes is held in the arms gently remove me, touching my head, light tone says: "Irrespective, irrespective. " mom ases if to also be being frightened, she did not use overmuch verbal expression to be comforted to mine, behave the care to me. However I from " irrespective " this Ding Dian in 3 words, numerated mother love. in those day, I discover suddenly, the home is really warm, it is the harbour of mother love warmth.
碎了，碎了，玻璃碎了一地。那年，懵懂的我呆呆地站在碎玻璃中间，我抱着惹了祸的球，一脸惊惶的望着晶莹的玻璃片，仿佛在望着碎了的心。闻声赶来的妈妈轻轻抱起我，摸着我的头，轻声说：“没关系，没关系。”妈妈仿佛也被吓着了，她没有用过多的言语表现对我的安慰，表现对我的关心。然而我从“没关系”这丁点三个字里，读出了母爱。就在那时，我忽然发现，家真温暖，它是母爱温暖的港湾。
Was bungled, was bungled, one's deceased father was bungled. I am hoping each is red on examination paper forked, that fork is very red, very red, asing if is to use my blood to be caught. I do not know I am how to be boiled classes are over, also do not know oneself are how of walk home. However, I think I am lose one's mind surely. I am cringingly beside father, look at his check and approve the examination paper that I am red fork completely then. I look at the look of his that severity, the face of board move, the heart thinks: "Was over, was over. " but suddenly, father's face is amiable come down, in me signed earnestly by that bright red mark. I am awaiting the entrust that father takes an exam in the future to me, wait those who come is silent however. I connect with father's look again, see have the accredit to me and love only however, my orbit is a little wet, the home is really warm, because here has father,love opens a season since.
砸了，砸了，考砸了。我望着卷子上一个个红叉，那叉好红，好红，仿佛是用我的鲜血染成。我不知道自己是怎么熬到放学，也不知道自己是怎么走回家的。然而，我想自己定是失魂落魄。我畏缩在爸爸身边，看着他审阅我那满是红叉的卷子。我看着他那严厉的目光，板着的脸，心想：“完了，完了。”可忽然，爸爸的脸慈祥下来，在我那鲜红的分数旁郑重地签了字。我等待着爸爸对我日后考试的嘱托，等来的却是沉默。我再一次与爸爸的目光相接，看到的却只有对我的信任与爱，我眼眶有些湿，家真温暖，因为这里有父爱撑起的一片天。
In this warm big family, I am in all the time big, grow. Suddenly turn one's head, in dribs and drabs, I just discover, it is really good to have the home.
在这个温暖的大家庭，我一直在成大，成长。蓦然回首，点点滴滴中，我才发现，有家真好。