We all live in the arms of their loved ones

 In order for us to feel great affection, Chou family decided to give us a test.

five favorite teacher let us to write down their own people. Election which is good? In my memory, I grew up around the grandfather, 11 years old this year. 11 years, my grandfather has been taking care of me, for me the best. Grandfather, mother, father, aunt, grandmother, and soon the list to five people listed.

What! Crossed out one, but they are my favorite people, I can not lose any one of them ah! We looked at the helpless teacher, the teacher said: , a stomping, cross out the However, across, after, I was a bit heart. I felt my heart bleeding.

I looked at the rest of the grandfather, mother, father, aunt, a hint of moist eyes. Consider a moment, I reluctantly crossed out the

Suddenly open the gates of memory ... ...

grandfather, a kindly old man, and what goodies are left for me to eat all the love he put into my body have to take care of me. Mother of all her efforts were invested in me, when in --- I have failed to encourage me when I progress --- praise me, when I do something wrong - to criticize me, educate me ... ...

the minutes ticked by, the teacher told us all earnestness: head ... ...

big hands holding little hands

my study table was a statue ---- big hands holding little hands, I often thought: this strong big hands who is it? This young hand who is it? Oh! This big hand is his father's hand, the little hand is my hand is not it? Dad's big hands holding my little hand, always care of me, always sees me, always encouraged me.

That winter, snow and ice, cold as hell, and my father took me to climb Jingtingshan. Just climb halfway up the mountain, I have frozen to die, little hands red with cold, long ears, frostbite, body shivering in the cold. Able-bodied father saw me frozen so quickly helped me to the kiosk house sat for a while, from the backpack and put out a coat for me, and with that big warm hand squeezed my frozen hands. Suddenly, a warm current throughout the body. Shortly after, I also warm, and my father advised me to continue to climb, but I do not want the previous cold longer, and not go up. Dad told me earnestly: . Finally, my father and I hand in hand, step by step to climb the mountain.

I'm watching the sculpture, thinking ... ... oh! that big hand is the teacher's hand, the little hand is my hand, I just entered elementary school, the teacher would gently hold my little hand and took me into the knowledge of the hall.

I remember when just last year, in one class, the teacher told us: mind good boy. Since then, our grades will be leaps and bounds, in the race have made several good results. In this way, the teacher holding our hands, has spent four spring.

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Every time I see a group of junior children happily playing in the game, I will not help but recall the time his junior. At that time, I can free, carefree, playing happily.

our favorite game of A group of partners together, choose a person as a Beginning of the game, Sometimes, a This game is for people who dare to challenge easy to do.