有人说,家是温暖宁静的港湾;还有人说,家是遮风挡雨的大树。而我说,家是快乐温馨的爱的小屋。爸爸、妈妈、弟弟和我,一家四口,每天都沉醉其中。在这个“爱的小屋”中,我收获了一次又一次的感动,尽管是微不足道的。爸爸是个工作狂。看,他下班刚进家门,才换了一只拖鞋,就接到一个电话。爸爸来不及穿上另一只拖鞋,就迫不及待地要出家门,无论我和妈妈怎样劝他,都无济于事。后来我才知道,打电话的是他的同事,单位有急事,需要爸爸去办。 Some people say that the home is a warm and tranquil harbor; others say that the house is a sheltered tree. And I said, home is a happy and warm love hut. Dad, mom, brother and I, a family of four, every day indulge them. In this “love the cottage ”, I reap the move again and again, though it is negligible. Dad is a workaholic. Look, he just entered the house after work, only changed a slipper, it received a phone call. Dad too late to put on another slippers, can not wait to get out of the house, no matter how my mother and I persuade him, are of no avail. Later I learned that his colleague who called was in urgent need of his father.