Home

Home? What is home? Home is the warmest harbour. Home is what makes me no longer afraid of darkness. It is my retreat. It is the warmth of the sun shining into the window under the sunset. My home shelters me from the wind and rain. I have delicious food at home and the most trusted people. We love this place. There are quarrels here, but when the wind blows, everything will come again. Home is when it is snowing heartily outside and sit at inside and drink hot chocolate together. The puppy is snoring on the ground. The lively atmosphere shines in the sunlight on everyone’s face. That moment is fixed in my mind. This is an unforgettable memory. It's the fruit sent by my mother under the lamp at night. It’s the comfort of my parents who have been wronged. It's the steaming breakfast in the morning. Nothing can replace home. Home is composed of counties, moments, memories and love. Home may be just a comer of life, but when you see it, you will think of the little things at home. I still remember that when I was a child, I had a camera that I liked very much at home. I took a lot of photos with it. I took pictures of every corner of my home. Now I still miss it very much~