Time makes people old, but what is not old is family. No matter where we are, relatives will always be our most solid spiritual pillar and ideal emotional sustenance!

I can trace back to my childhood and recall that touching feeling. At that time, I often went shopping with my grandmother. In order to go to the food market, I have to walk on the sidewalk and cross the road. After work, cars come and go in the street, and the endless stream of people hurried by. Old, grandma's legs look clumsy and can't walk fast. She walked beside me with a vegetable basket and talked about trivial things.

Cross the road and you will find the food market. Grandma suddenly stopped. He held the basket in his arms and extended his right hand to me. ...

Suddenly, my heart trembled. What a familiar gesture. ...

In primary school, you also have to cross a road to get to school. Grandma is worried about my accident and walks me across the street every day before turning back. When crossing the road, he always holds my little hand in his hand, leads me to the other side of the road, and tells me again and again, "Don't cross the road when there is a car coming" and "cross the road with others" ...

I vaguely remember that cold night-in the middle of the night, I suddenly felt a torrent coming in my mind, and my eyes were blurred and pain wrapped around me. At this time, there came an anxious and kind voice: "Does it hurt?" Wandering around me, I slowly opened my eyes and found my mother carrying me to the hospital. The wind and rain made the hot mother walk hard. In this dark night, my mother's pale face, which was wet by rain, looked so awake. I looked at this face and felt very strange. It was completely different from the young face before. Does time really fly as people say? A sudden pain in my heart made me angry. I regret how I could talk to my parents in that hateful tone before. In this painful but not painful mood, I deeply felt my parents' affection-a burning heart.

I learned to ride a bike from my father when I was six years old. At first, my father took my car and I rode it. Half an hour later, my father released the car without my knowledge. I turned to talk to my father, but I didn't see anyone else. I suddenly panicked. I only heard a clang and fell down. My mother, who loves me the most, rushed to help me, but her father stopped her and said, "It's really useless. She cried when she fell and let her get up by herself. " I looked unhappy, so I quickly got up to help the car and rode it. I want to prove that I have this ability. At the moment I got on it, I remember a smile on my father's lips. ...

Without sunshine, there would be no warm days; Without rain and dew, there would be no bumper harvest; Without water, there is no life; Without parents, there would be no ourselves; Without affection, the world would be lonely and dark. I am grateful to them from the bottom of my heart. From the moment I went to middle school, I vowed that I would try my best to be kind to my loved ones in their lifetime. Whenever and wherever, I will treat them as they treat me and let them live a better life in the future-this is my greatest obligation. I know that no matter what I say or do, it is not as good as their love for me. Because that is the most precious thing in one's time.