The Dragon Boat Festival just falls on a satuday this year. Most of us are at home to spend it happily. On the day family kills chickens, cuts meat, wraps zongzi and cooks delicious dinner to celebrate the festival. The sound of laughter is heard here and there. There's a big smile on everyone's face.
While my family there was not festival's air at all. My mother was sitting in bed, with the face red, for angry. Her eyes were full of tears. My father was standing near the door, without any words but smoking. Just an hour ago, they had quarrel about a trifle. They had words with each ather, only after I beg them again and again, they had to stop. What a pity!
Seeing them quarrelling like that, I was hurt badly. I could only go away from them and locked myself in my bedroom. I didn't eat anything, though I was very hungry.
I couldn't help asking my parents, “why are you getting along so badly? Won't you think about your dear daughter? How I want to have a happy,warm and peaceful family. But I couldn't own it. ” Here I want to say to my parents. “Dear Dad and Mun, Please don't quarrel any longer, give me a peaceful and warm place to study and live in so that I could grow up healthy and sound!”
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