What is home? It is a warm harbor, a loess for cultivating trees, a soft fluorescence, an umbrella of love and the most beautiful cloud on the horizon. ...

Home is a place where tired birds can rest when the sun goes down, where weak fish can escape when the wind and rain are raging, where overseas travelers dream day and night, and where their mothers smile gently.

Here, the mother tied the wandering heart with love, and the father propped up a flawless blue sky for the child with his arms.

Here, the wind and rain never patronize, and the harsh winter sun never comes. Only the breeze in March and the spring in May.

Here, even if you are white-haired, in the eyes of your mother, you are still a child and will never feel sad. ...

If I am such a silver moon, then the bright sun is home, because it gives me light. If I were a dust, then the vast land is home, and there are countless brothers and sisters here. If the motherland is home, then I will sing my motherland loudly; If school is home, then I will use the most gorgeous words to describe it, if …

Qian Qian's praise for home expressed a sigh in my heart: "It's good to have a home!"

It's good to have a family, but every family has its own problems! I often say that failure is the mother of success!

When I was angry because of my exam mistakes, I cried in the face of the bright red "X", listened to the cynicism of my classmates and looked at the disappointed eyes of my teacher, and I lost confidence in myself. Suddenly, a kind word echoed in my ear-failure is the mother of success! I suddenly realized: who hasn't failed? Fall, get up again! So, I pulled myself together again, turned my tears into sweat, studied hard, asked if I didn't understand, and finally achieved excellent results in another exam. Ah! Famous words, I thank you!

When I tried to do something and failed repeatedly, I was so angry that I locked myself in a small room and kept crying. I hate myself, I hate that I failed to live up to my expectations, I hate that I am a loser, and I even hate that my parents gave birth to such a stupid me. Suddenly, a bright light lit up in my heart-failure is the mother of success! I suddenly realized: how can I see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain? There is no mountain you can't climb, no dangerous beach you can't cross! So I dried my tears and went on working. Many things happen. Finally, I succeeded! Ah! Famous words, I thank you!

When my class honor was damaged by my careless work, I was ashamed to get into the ground fissure. Tears of regret flow silently on my face, and my heart is crying. I failed my teacher's expectations. At this point, "failure is the mother of success!" This famous saying gently opened the door of my heart, and I was suddenly enlightened: What are you afraid of doing wrong? Just correct it in time! After that, I worked harder. Later, I was rated as an excellent team member.

This good partner accompanied me through six spring, summer, autumn and winter, and helped me break through one rapids after another. Now, I copy it neatly and stick it in front of my desk. It will be an immortal beacon in my life journey, guiding me to the other side of success forever.

This is the common language of our family!