An irreplaceable love that comes from family.

To me, one of the most inseparable relationships in the world is called "family". I remember that when I introduced myself in elementary school or mentioned my family in my autobiography, I always wrote, "I have a very happy and satisfied family.

Now I still answer this way. There is a kind of love in the world that doesn't need extra words, doesn't need extra expression, as long as you realize it from your daily life, you will feel your heart warm, my family gives me such a feeling, they always give me full of love without any miserliness, they don't ask for return, as long as I am always well.

The breakfast that never takes a vacation.

My mom was very busy at work, and it was very rare for me to have her lunch or dinner at home, except for the occasional holiday when she was free. My mom leaves home at 7:30 every day, sometimes earlier, but she never forgets to prepare breakfast for everyone in the family. To be honest, this breakfast is not very rich, it is not like the variety of choices in a breakfast store, nor is it like other friends' wise moms, who can make a table full of exquisite breakfasts, which is just an egg, a hard-boiled egg, but a hard-boiled egg with the shell peeled off.

No matter how busy my mom was, I always had an egg to eat every morning, and my classmates and friends would always ask, "How come you have an egg every day?" Yes, I do! Even if it's not a big breakfast, every morning when I wake up and walk into the kitchen and see the poached eggs that my mom prepares for me, I feel like such a happy kid! It's not about whether the breakfast is delicious or not, it's about the fact that my mom never forgets how much she loves us.

Who's quietly peeping?

Dad has always had a lofty position in my mind, both dignified and admired, is the benchmark for the whole family, but also because of this, I will not casually joke with my father, and my father and I chat about fewer topics, coupled with the fact that my father's work is not often at home, and always feel a little bit rusty, maybe sometimes my father does not know what to say to me, and I do not know what to say to my father, and perhaps the mode of getting along with my father is more like a teacher and a student, right? Maybe I don't know what to say to my dad, and I don't know what to say to my dad either. Maybe it's more like teacher and student!

Some people may think that my dad and I don't have a very good relationship, but it's like we have a very subtle relationship. Even though my dad doesn't talk much, and he doesn't talk to me, I can still find out from a lot of small details that my dad tries very hard to get to know us, and he wants to be close to us, but sometimes he just doesn't know how to express it. Every time my dad came home, he would secretly open the door to my room to see what I was doing as long as he saw that the light in my room was on. When I turned around, he wouldn't say anything to me, he just smiled at me lightly, and I would smile back at him.

"Dad, you're back!"

"No, I'm fine. You go on with your work."

It's a short conversation, but we both know what Dad wants to say and what I want to say, and that's all I need to be satisfied.