Home (microfiction)

When I was not sensible, my brother had not yet gone to school, my sister was just born, and my parents were busy with work, so my parents made a difficult choice. Take me to my grandparents' house thousands of miles away.

From then on, I began to have my own special childhood memories. Except for my parents taking turns to look at me during the holidays, my grandma told me the impression of family members. Grandma said that I am not alone, and that I also have a naughty brother and a sister who can dance. But anyway, I am still very strange to the feeling of home. In my opinion, apart from my grandparents, I am afraid that my aunts are better than my parents.

I remember once, my mother came to see me all the way, when she saw me, she forgot to be tired, she couldn’t be happy, she had to put her arms around me to sleep at night, and she kept touching me, as if she was touching What a baby, but I was like sleeping on needle felt. I was uncomfortable. I kept secretly looking at my mother and fell asleep. I got into my grandma’s bed and said quietly to my grandma: "This Why do women keep touching me?" Grandma's eye circles were red, and she pushed me back and said, "Go, go to your mother's place to sleep..." My mother secretly cried several times when she found out. But no one scolded me. Only my grandma told me later that this incident made my mother very sad.

The time at grandma's house is always happy, because that is the childhood that everyone has to experience. I vaguely remember running in the alley, climbing up and down the high courtyard wall; I still remember the big tank in the yard of my grandma's house in winter, where there is always a popsicle that I like to eat; I I still remember my grandpa carrying a small bench every day and leading me to find other grandpas to play chess; I still remember a few good friends playing marbles and hiding cats every day...

Later, I grew up and arrived. When I was in school, my father came to pick me up,I can't bear to grandma, crying for several times, still haven't twisted the adult. Before leaving, my grandma told me that it’s very cold at home. You need to wear more clothes. You should kiss your parents, brothers and sisters. Don’t be irritable. She also gave me one of my favorite kittens. Let it accompany me.

Dad led me to the station. After a day’s train ride, I took a jeep and walked bumpy for a long time before I arrived at the place called home. It was already midnight and it was dark outside. , I remember I was holding the kitten, creaking and running on the snow behind my dad, afraid of losing my way.

When I entered a big iron door, and then walked into the steam-filled room, I saw strange walls and furniture, but my heart was filled with indescribable warmth. When the kitten in the room found a corner to hide quietly, he was hugged by the big boy’s brother. He turned around for several times, and there was a little girl bouncing beside him shouting: "Second brother, come back. The second brother is back..." Mom walked out of the steamy kitchen, holding a spoon in one hand and rubbing the corner of her eyes in the other, and said, "Quickly take off your clothes, and the meal will be ready soon..." Soon steaming dumplings and dumplings A large table is filled with dishes one by one. Later I learned that the whole family had been hungry and didn't eat dinner just to wait for me.

When our family gathered around the table, tears in our eyes, looking at each other, no one could eat it. At that moment, I was suddenly shocked by the feeling of being at home. I realized that since then At the beginning, my parents, brothers and sisters, and I couldn't separate them anymore.

At that time, I started to have a real home, and this home has never been separated in the future turbulent days until now.

I still miss that day.

I have always felt that love does not require accumulation of time. Perhaps you can feel the power of love in an instant. The reason why I cherish the family and the existence of my family more,exactly.