Every human being is born with a place to grow and grow, to be the first place to witness the first steps of life, a place where many unforgettable memories are imprinted. It is home. I also have a very nice house, I really love my house.I have heard the verse: "My house hangs a picture of Uncle Ho / Above is a bright red flag". My family did not hang Uncle Ho's picture, my father only had some books about him.Dad said that the house was built 10 years ago, when he was born, but it was repaired 5 years ago so he looked more spacious and more comfortable.The outside of my house is painted in green, this is my favorite color, it evokes a feeling of coolness and softness. The inside is painted light yellow. Dad said yellow symbolizes warmth, because he always wants his family to be happy and warm his own house.My family house has 4 rooms, a large living room in the middle, two bedrooms of my parents and two sisters, and the rest is a fully equipped kitchen. My family living room has a set of furniture far away from earth cans. It is a place where two sisters often play when their parents are not at home.Her parents' room is very simple, and she doesn't buy many things because her father often goes away on business. Each time he came back to the room, he became happier and warmer. My room is the most beautiful because it is decorated with many beautiful colors, I paint my own paintings and post them on the wall, I also paste pictures of popular cartoon movies. My room has a study table attached to the closet. There I prepare more toys than books, because I toys more than books.Perhaps my family kitchen is the place that contains the most things, because my mother told me that in order to have delicious and warm meals for my family, I need to prepare the most necessary items. She is always the most thoughtful and courageous woman in her family, she brings to her family the most delicious and attractive food. Especially during meals with dad, Mom made more dishes and her eyes looked at him affectionately and dearly.The family's house is located close to the field so standing from the steps overlooking vast green rice paddies, the sky is blue and soaring. In front of the gate, there is a big green paper confetti, clinging to two iron gates. In the flowering season, the petals are fragile but very supple despite the rain and wind still not falling. I still to have a climbing flower at the gate that, every time I go on business, I often trimmed to make the tree more beautiful.The family home is small but far from looking big. For me, the home is where I grew up, cared for by my parents and learned the first lessons in life. I love my house, and later too.
