或许,政治老师说得对,我们可以选择的东西很多,可是有些东西,我们不能选择——我想到了亲人。亲人对我而言是一个既简单又很难诠释的名词。它就像个小社会,有好有坏,有人情冷暖、世态炎凉。一谈起亲人,我想很多人第一个想起的会是母亲。我也一样。虽然,我认为我喜欢父亲多过母亲,可我第一个想起的还是她。我的母亲并没有陪着我长大。与我身边很多家庭的大人一样,她在外面为生活打拼。我有 Perhaps, the political teacher is right, we can choose a lot of things, but there are some things we can not choose - I think of their loved ones. Relatives to me is a simple and difficult to interpret the term. It is like a small community, there are good and bad, some people are warm, cold worldly. Talking about their loved ones, I think a lot of people will be the first one to think of a mother. me too. Although, I think I like the father more than the mother, but the first thing I think of her. My mother did not grow with me. Like many adults around me, she lives outside for her work. I have got