People kept overtaking and honking their horns.
The five-year-old son asked:
"Dad, where are they going in a hurry?"
"Go home"!
This is the answer given by my mother.
Yes! No matter where you go now, you have to go home. The
family is the warm sun in winter, and the
family is the flowers in spring.
's home is a warm bed, and
's home is a soft sofa.
No matter how bad it is
What people always miss is the laughter of the children at home
The scolding of the wife at home.
At home, my father is waiting for me, and at
my mother is caring about me.
No matter how far away
Home is the only thing that people canāt let go of in life
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About the author:
Han Dahu, Shandong Province A native of Beilou Village, Zouping City, his pen name is Jue Haibeiying and his nickname is Shanchun Jushi. He likes prose writing and poetry creation, and is the author of a collection of poems called "Shadows in the Sea". President of "Hainan Yuanmengxing Charity Student Aid Association".
