A Happy Family
I have a happy family。 Though there is only a little furniture in my home and everything in the rooms seems rather disorderly， I love my home very much。
My father is an engineer， nearly fifty years old。 As a Party member， quite often he works late into the night。 He even forgets himself when he is reading。 Once when having supper， I found that the soup tasted watery。 It soon became clear that my father， deep in his reading， had forgotten to put salt in the soup。
I have a kind mother。 She is a primary school teacher。 She loves her pupils and her job very much and puts all her heart into her work。 All our clothes are made by tailors， for she is too busy to sew for us。 As a housewife， she has to do almost all the housework。 So she is the busiest one in our family。
We all keep a lot of books and we love reading。 During our leisure time， reading is our main hobby。 Evening is the happiest hour in our family。 We usually sit in my parents room， reading and discussing everything we're interested in。
I love my family。 It not only gives me much happiness and warmth but also teaches me how to be a real man。
My family is an ordinary family of four. There are my father, mother, I, and a naughty and lovely little sister. Although my family is not rich, but we have a family of four warm and happy, enjoyable.
My father is of medium stature, not fat not thin, is a man of few words, but sometimes very humorous, often working day back, with our two sisters to play, to tell us stories, teach me to sing. The most important thing is that dad is an expert in farming, and my family income depends on his father's hard work.
My mother is a smart housewife, all the chores are to be borne by the mother, the mother deft hands and feet, do a delicious meal, my father and mother often boast a good cook. My mother told me to learn the discipline is very strict, often at my ear, she study for my broken heart, for the family to sacrifice everything.
Then my sister, very cute, often with me to grab small food, toys, mom and dad teacher toward her, sometimes I really want to beat her, but when she saw the naughty, my anger disappeared, to see that she is pretty cute.
This is my family, I am proud of living in this warm and happy family, I love my family, love my family more!
Last Year my father lost her job. At that time my parents felt a bit sad.
I encouraged my father and said i was old enough and could do something to help.
In order to help my parents ,I took a part time job on weekends in the KFC near my home.
Luckily,it didn't take long time for my father to find a new job in a company.
With the money I earned through working bought a pair of new shoes for my father to celebrate
the good news. My parents were deeply moved.
I said. We are a happy family whether we are rich or poor.