All kinds of novel stories are happening in everyone's home all the time, some are happy, some are sad, some are fun and some are sad. That night, our family was very happy.

The story happened on an ordinary night. When I got home and threw away my schoolbag, I wanted to start my long speech, but before I could say the first word, my father wrote down the "gauntlet": Dare to fight? If you don't fight, slap and wait, and I won't kill you first! My heart is tight: hey! It's neither too early nor too late, but at this time, the burden is already heavy, but we have to play chess. It was really rainy night, the boat was late and the wind was strong. In desperation, we had to fight in a hurry.

Although I am also a chess fan and my father diamond cut diamond, now I have to do my homework and my father is in a good mood. Third, I ran home in a smelly sweat and told me how to fight in the best condition and how to win the championship with confidence.

"The gods lead the way!" "Be the first shot!" Will I? He is a chess piece, very lively, going back and forth for more than a dozen rounds, and I don't know who is higher or lower. Suddenly, my father came back and I was caught off guard. My strength has not been fully exerted, but I was trampled back. My stubbornness coincides with my father's strength. My two guns are stuck there, and I'm as anxious as an ant on hot bricks. Just when I was in a dilemma, my car died in battle, which really added fuel to the fire and made it worse! Now that we are outnumbered, even if we have the ability, there is nothing we can do. Dad was complacent there, and mom went to take refuge with dad. It's really wobbly-the wind is blowing in both directions and I can't give up. In my dictionary, there is only defeat, not defeat!

The second game, oh, learn from a painful experience, be careful everywhere, be on guard everywhere, surprise, surprise. "General, my words are full of pride. Dad can only fight if the animals are trapped. Who is the winner today? Of course it's me.

At this time, I am really "proud of horseshoe disease in spring breeze, and I can see all the flowers in Chang 'an in one day". I can't describe my pride in words, and I can't help thinking of that high-spirited poem: "I want to fight against the west wind and put on golden armor!" "Dad curled his lips:" You just hit me once! It is common for a military commander to win or lose. Besides, we are neck and neck, and it is common to win each other! " Dad just argued, "one more game! "I vowed to convince my father to take it orally, which made my ambition bigger and bigger.

As soon as the third inning came up, I killed like a raging fire. My father and I did our best. The game entered a white-hot stage from the beginning. Shopping, sneak attack, defense, surprise attack, team battle and all other things that can be used are on the battlefield. Even at the last moment before dying, every soldier will not die in vain, even at the last second. My philosophy is to kill one to break even, and kill two to earn one. In a short time, the soldiers on the field have broken a larger foe, and now the field is in chaos. At first glance, it is really "drunk lying on the battlefield, not laughing, how many people have argued since ancient times?" Even the beaten army will fight to the last man, with the last bullet and the last drop of blood! Finally, I reversed it! Killing like crazy! Every soldier won numerous victories, but his father was defeated in one fell swoop. My father congratulated me, and I felt an indescribable joy in my heart.

Home is a happy story, a happy story and an exciting story. They perform in my house every day, which makes our family happy. Hope to adopt!

2. My story composition is 400 words.

We are a big family with many members, and there are many unforgettable things in this family.

Because we are not in the same city, we can only get together during the Spring Festival, but the way we celebrate is very special.

Every few days before the Spring Festival party, Aunt Xiao, the general director, will carefully arrange programs and go to the supermarket to buy gifts. Then, my sister and I will try our best to recite our lines, and the actors who are notified will insist on rehearsing with disdain. They all want to show their talents on the stage.

After dinner, everyone began to split up, because we are both actors and staff, and no one is allowed to be lazy or absent. With applause and music, my sister and I stepped onto the stage. I speak Chinese and my sister speaks English. Under our kind but not serious auspices, the actors began a wonderful performance.

It is my aunt's house that likes to perform skits. They make people laugh every time. The most disobedient is my brother, who grabs the microphone every time and joins in the fun. When he performs, he will run away. The most serious are grandparents, whose songs began in the 1950s. They are usually serious and lively on the stage, so we give them the warmest applause.

The hardest thing is to distribute gifts, because we think everyone is good, but there will be no contradiction because of gifts, because we are a family.

The gathering of our big family has been held for seven years. Saving it is not only for everyone to be happy, but also for our big family to be more harmonious and happy. We have also absorbed a lot of experience and believe that it will be better in the future!

My story composition is 500 words.

I have a happy family, which is very kind and often full of happy laughter. Don't believe it? I tell a story, the story of my family.

It was one morning, my mother was going out to buy food and told my brother and I not to play at home, so we went out. A "mouse" took one look at my mother and immediately went crazy: rummaging through everything. Why? It's looking for food! In a short time, the bread, cakes, peanuts and melon seeds that my mother had hidden were all found out. This is his real skill-he can find out where the food is hidden. Click, click, click. It ate half a bag of peanuts. I looked at it and was very surprised: this is its fastest speed!

Just as it was eating with relish, "sons, open the door quickly, I bought a lot of delicious food!" " "."Mouse "suddenly panicked and quickly stuffed the snacks around and put them back. Shit! What if there are peanuts? By the way, put it in the gap of the refrigerator! "Help me keep it a secret, remember, keep it a secret! "

"Oh, my hands are sore for so long, ouch!" Mom said as she walked to the refrigerator. "Hey? Why is there a bag of peanuts? Whose masterpiece? " "No ... I don't know." "Really? It must be a mouse, and it is a big mouse! " "yes! It's a mouse, it must be! " I seem to have found a savior. "Oh, you look so ugly. Are you sick? " "Ha ha, my brother is ..." In the middle of writing, I suddenly saw my brother staring at me fiercely, remembering what he said: help me keep a secret, remember, keep a secret! I stopped talking and just laughed.

The next day, my mother went shopping again. Just like yesterday, she said a few words to us and went out. This time, my mother was smart and hid in another room to secretly observe whether the "mouse" was stealing food. My brother heard nothing outside and began to rummage around. I didn't expect his mother to see his every move. "Well, it's you, you mouse! See how I tidy up you! " "Forgive me" "Hahahaha, do you think mom will bully you? Silly boy. Haha " ...

Look, this is a little story of my family. What's your story?

4. My family's New Year story composition.

My family is a happy family. Many interesting things happened during the Spring Festival. Let me tell you something.

On New Year's Eve, we went to my uncle's house for dinner. Halfway through the New Year's Eve dinner, Grandpa magically took out a big red envelope from his pocket. My brother and I looked at it and rushed to grandpa and said sweetly, "Grandpa, I wish you good health and rolling financial resources in the new year!" " Grandpa quickly stuffed the red envelope into my hand. "Dad, I wish you a successful career in the new year!" "Aunt, I wish you more and more young and beautiful in the new year!" ..... My brother and I paid New Year greetings to adults one by one, holding a big stack of red envelopes in our hands. We can't wait to open the red envelope and count it: "One hundred, two hundred, three hundred …" Wow! Exactly 1 100, what a bumper harvest today! Just celebrate the New Year every day.

Quilt-lifting war

How comfortable it is to sleep late in cold weather! But my mother insisted that I get up early and go running with her. I didn't want to go, so I buried my head under the bed. When my mother saw it, she immediately reached out and lifted my quilt, but she didn't know I was ready. I held the quilt tightly with my hand, but she pulled and pulled, but she couldn't open it. After a while, I felt that there was no movement outside the bed, so I relaxed my vigilance. But my mother took the opportunity to pull hard and pulled out a big hole in my carefully designed bed. Before I knew it, my mother's hand had reached into the bed and competed with me. We pulled one by one, and my sleepiness was suddenly forgotten. But I still lie in bed and don't want to get up. My mother had no choice but to call my father. Father followed his mother to the "battlefield" and said confidently, "Why, even Li Shiqi can't compare with him? ! Let me do it! " Mother said unconvinced, "I don't believe you can get her out of bed." My hand pulled the quilt tighter, but my father pulled it away. Dad said proudly, "How's it going?" Mother was speechless at once. Alas, the battle between my mother and me was so fierce just now that I was exhausted, so ...

Chess mad dad

As soon as I got up in the morning, my father turned on the computer to play chess. Mother cooked breakfast and shouted, "Li, it's time to eat." Dad said without looking up, "Oh, right away." My mother and I began to eat breakfast. After a while, my father came out of the room and said unhappily, "Why didn't you ask me to have breakfast?" My mother and I couldn't help laughing. Dad asked strangely, "What's so funny?" I just learned the dialogue between my parents. Dad scratched his head and smiled. From that day on, I began to call him "chess fan" dad.

Do you think what happened in our family during the Spring Festival is very interesting?

5. The story happened in my family, and I wrote 800 words.

In the life of * * *, the idolization frenzy blows like a sandstorm, burying our figure and making us lose our way. In fact, if we have a bright heart, you will find that: in fact, the role model is around you and me.

Of course, I am a big fan of idolatry. But after what I saw and heard that time, I deeply realized that people's charm is often displayed in a true story in life. ...

One night, I stood at the window and looked at the beautiful sunset. Seeing that the golden beach covering every corner of the town was about to disappear, I glanced at the small bridge not far from home, and my eyes were attracted by the old man pulling the cart.

The old man is black and thin. Looking at him pulling the "super heavy tricycle" behind him, it seems that the bones of the whole body are going to be liberated, and the thin body is teetering in the wind. I have some sympathy. How should he treat the monster behind him?

Suddenly, a little woman dressed in fashion came to the bridge, but I was thinking: will it be the same as in the movie? When a beautiful woman passed a beggar, the woman looked down on him and shouted at him, "Hey, what's the use of asking for so much money?" Give it all to me! "The more I think about it, the more I can't think of it, but it's a rich little woman!

When the little woman gradually approached the old man, to my surprise, the little woman quietly helped the old man push the cart behind! I saw that the old man's clothes were soaked, but the little woman's clothes were also soaked. Her little white skirt hung in a small mouth behind the broken car, and some places were dirty. But she completely ignored it and helped the old man push the cart step by step, forming a beautiful scenery.

After a while, they finally reached the top of the bridge. Just as the little woman wanted to leave quietly, the old man turned his head and said with a smile, "Girl, I knew you were behind me. In normal times, I wouldn't climb to the top of the bridge so soon. " Girl, you are a good person. ... oh, no. This is a piece of cake. I'd love to. Old man ... In the wind, her little skirt with a tear swayed proudly.

I stood quietly at the window, lost in thought.

Ah, yes! Why should I suffer from idolization? Isn't that little woman the best star just now?

It turns out that the role model is actually by my side. With a bright heart, we will find more role models around us. ...

6. A 600-word composition about my family story

Home is a place that everyone deserves to rely on. When I was a child, my mother often sang the song "My father is a boat and my mother is a sail, carrying Wen Wen to form a happy family", coaxing me into a sweet dream. Whenever I recall that my mother sang this song when I was a child, I can't help feeling homesick.

Speaking of my family, happy things happen from time to time. Although the sparrow is small and complete, yes, my family is like this. Although there are only three people in my family, officials of all sizes are well informed. My father is the president of the United Nations, and my mother and I are permanent members of the Security Council. We discuss family affairs together. Take turns to be the duty student at home. The happiest thing is that on the day when it's my turn to be on duty, I can exercise the rights of an adult, master the expenses at home that day and buy a lot of things I like to eat. Although peace is the mainstream of my family, there are occasional local wars. . I remember once my mother came home from work with a big bag of things and mopped the floor as soon as she got home. Just because my mother is an impatient person, she does things very neatly. If she sees you dawdling there, she will definitely kick you. Soon my father came back. As soon as he got home, he put on the airs of the president of the United Nations and asked his mother to cook good food for him. Now my mother is rebellious and quarreling with my father. My father refused to accept the argument that "men are the masters outside and women are the masters inside", but my mother did not show weakness, posing that "Indonesia and Malaysia are both female presidents, both men and women who have governed the country, both inside and outside."

Although my home is small, it is always full of happiness and happiness. At home, my father is just a civil servant and my mother is an ordinary worker. But they are very concerned about my study and life. My father often tutors and checks my homework. Last year, when I was in the near future, my father went to Nanning on business, but he still called me to encourage me to review well, not to put too much pressure on the exam, but to have confidence in doing well in it. My mother is the hero of my family, and she is as busy as a bee every day. I have no free time at all, but she definitely cares about my study. Every day, no matter how busy I am, I will take time to check my homework. Because of her low level of education, I ask her for advice when I encounter any problems in my study. She will definitely teach you a few words: "I don't attend classes, I only know how to ask." Think for yourself! As soon as there is a mistake, she fights with each other and beats me to the ground. My dad can't help her with this! In life, my parents can be said to be considerate and meticulous to me, but their caring methods are different. My mother dotes on me as much as possible to meet my dietary hobbies and dressing needs, and often gives me small change, while my father, on the contrary, prefers to let me eat vegetarian food such as vegetables I don't like, often teaches me to eat snacks with a straight face, often tells me about his hard life at school, often lets me watch revolutionary feature films and helps me borrow some past events. He seldom gives me pocket money, which gives me the feeling of being stingy, but also generous. I remember in July this year, my father asked my mother to buy less meat, but my father loved meat. When I asked my mother why, my mother told me that my father saved money to help me buy a "memorable star" that I yearned for. I couldn't help crying when I heard the news.

Every weekend, people in the yard often see our family playing badminton, poker and other games. When the sun goes down, people in the town often see us walking along the river bank together. In my family, what can be happier and happier than this paradise-like happiness? In my imagination, what I want to say is that only my happy little family can shelter me from the wind and rain and grow up with me happily. I will always love my home. I will study hard scientific and cultural knowledge, make my home more beautiful and lovely with wisdom, and add icing on the cake to my happy home with hardworking hands.