My family is in the countryside, my parents work in the city, and my brother and I go to school in the countryside. Life in the countryside is poor and simple, and although the family is not rich, our parents always make us content.
My family lives in an old courtyard with sloping eaves, and when the wind and rain blow, there is always a whining sound.
"Listening to my grandmother say these words, I always feel that I have a deep understanding, but in real life, I always can't do it.
Once, my brother and I were playing in the fields and accidentally fell and our pants were torn. I thought my brother had done it by accident, so I yelled at him.
I felt a little guilty after hearing this, and quickly apologized to my brother and mended his pants.
Soon, another thing happened that made me angry. Because of the pressure of studying Xi, I once had a bad exam and was in a bad mood, my father gave me some criticism.
When I got home, I talked back to my parents, and they were very angry, saying that I was very ignorant like this. At this time, my grandmother came over and said softly: "In life, you must learn to be tolerant.
"After listening to my grandmother's words, I realized that I had done something wrong and quickly apologized to my parents.
The little leader reminded me many times: When people are under the roof, they can't help but bow their heads, and they must know and respect when dealing with people. These words are deeply rooted in my heart like a needle in the sea.
One day, something unexpected suddenly happened at home. My brother and I were playing under the eaves and accidentally broke my grandmother's favorite vase.
Our parents also blamed us for this, saying that we were too careless, and asked us to make amends to appease grandma's emotions.
Seeing this, the grandmother said, "Children, you are not sensible, you don't know how to respect your elders, and you don't know how to value the things at home.
I felt very aggrieved by this incident, and I felt that my grandmother and parents were too us. My brother and I are reluctant and have always resented them in our hearts.
Grandma saw it in her eyes, walked up to me, and said gently: "Child, in fact, you know, people under the eaves can't help but bow their heads, behave in a way, and know and respect."
"My grandmother's words made me start to reflect on my actions, and I realized that I was wrong, and finally decided to apologize to my parents and grandmother with my younger brother.
This incident gave me a deeper understanding of family affection, and I understood the preciousness of family affection and the importance of family harmony.
I know the process won't happen overnight, but I'm willing to work on it. Maybe this is the starting point of my growth, and it is also the goal of my future life.
Days like this passed uneventfully and hecticly, and I grew up day by day. However, as I grew up, I became more and more numb to my family and their words.
Today is my birthday, and I didn't have any special expectations for it, but my parents and grandmother always emphasized the importance of family, so they prepared a big dinner for me.
I turned down their invitation and cried behind closed doors, feeling that everything was meaningless and that I no longer needed them or their care.
Dad came and knocked on the door, and I ignored him. My grandmother told me to learn to be tolerant and respectful, but I took her advice as interference.
I regretted what I said, but I couldn't control my emotions.
It all made me nervous, I tried to forget it, but I couldn't get out of it. My heart grew heavier and heavier, and I realized that I needed to understand and respect them and rediscover the meaning of life.
Our family used to get along harmoniously, but gradually the busy work of my parents in the city gradually affected the family atmosphere, my father always worked late hours, and my mother devoted more time to social activities.
One day, my parents had a quarrel over work, and they were arguing loudly at each other, and I was very disappointed.
Seeing this, my grandmother came over and whispered, "People know that they are warm and cold, and everything is prosperous." Her tone was full of concern, although I was originally disgusted with my parents, but my grandmother's words made me rethink.
It is often said that silence is golden, but in my heart, this piece of gold is so heavy.
As time went on, the atmosphere in the home became more and more awkward, and the arguments between family members became more frequent.
Dad walked into my room, took my hand and said, "Son, no matter what happens at home, your parents' love for you will not change.
I also understand that arguing doesn't solve the problem, communication is the key.
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