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The fire is booming, the flames are jumping, and life is up and down in it. Whether it's the warm breeze in winter or the heat of summer, the fire always brings me endless comfort and warmth. Whenever the smoke and fragrance filled, I knew that my mother was busy in the kitchen again.
Mom's craftsmanship is unparalleled. She seems to be the owner of the fire, manipulating the changes in food. Hands gently rub the dough to shape them into delicious pasta; Hands expertly cut a variety of vegetables and meats to prepare healthy and delicious dishes for us. The pot is steaming hot, the food is filling, and our taste buds bloom with brilliance nourished by love.
When I'm at home, I'm always used to stand in the kitchen doorway and watch my mom busy. She smiled and said, "Child, you're really not polite, standing there and not helping." I smiled and couldn't help but sigh at the hard work and care of my parents.
Whenever I enjoy the food made by my mother, I can't help but feel the richness and warmth of life. These dishes are an extension of love and a pleasure for the taste buds, and they are deeply remembered by parents. I know that they have spent countless efforts and sweat just to raise us up healthy.
What the taste buds can feel is only a part, more not meat and fish, but deep gratitude and longing. Dad had a smile on his lips, and even though we moved to the city, his heart was always home. His silent back guards our happiness and tranquility.
Whenever he came home, he always did not hesitate to leave us the best dishes in the house, enjoying our joy and satisfaction, and his face was full of happy smiles. I know it's his love and care for us, the warmth that comes into every meal.
Life is like a fire, burning with affection and love. Faced with this real and moving picture, I once again felt the love and hard work of my parents. This love deeply nourishes our hearts and makes our emotions richer and fuller.
Illuminated by the fire, I understood the importance of gratitude. I am grateful for the hard work and care of my parents, and I am grateful for the bits and pieces of life. We should learn to cherish and turn this gratitude into action, so that the hard work and love of parents can be rewarded, and let the fire of life burn forever in our hearts.
The cooking smoke is steaming, and the craftsmanship and care of our parents nourish our body and mind. Let us be grateful, cherish this affection and love, and make life more full and happy under the light of the fire!