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珍惜擁有，感動瞬間

回家的路上有那麽一段不黑了！是人與自然鬥爭激烈的地方；平了就沖個溝，黑上了就滑坡成土黃；裝滿回家人的客車，顛簸著，蜿蜒著，放慢腳步！自然可以阻擋車行，卻阻擋不住回家的心！

到家了，天黑了，還飄著斜斜地小雪花兒！自然敗了，它知道我喜歡雪，是向我道歉的，送上雪花給我，這情我領了，得饒天處且饒天！嘿嘿！老爸，大哥和我的寶貝女兒已經在大門口等著，開出租車的小師傅很是會來事，不急，不急！在車上還裝著我對親人的心意呢，雖然不大但加到一起還真不少！

出租車緩慢地調頭回了。我們也大包小裹的進屋了，女兒歡呼著像個快樂的小鳥，剛放下手裏的包裹，就撲向我：都想你了，抱一個吧！她卻把我抱得緊緊的。

大哥，二哥，妹妹，我，就在此刻，帶著自己的家小，團聚在爸媽的身邊！大家你一句我一句，這本來還有點冷的屋裏，就熱了，熱鬧了！熱鬧的氛圍把這個冬日溫暖！

感謝老祖宗有這樣一個節日，有這樣一個讓家人團圓的節日；感謝老爸老媽生了我，並撫育我健康成長；感謝這個還不是很成熟的社會給了我這樣的機會，讓我感動，讓我溫暖，讓我知道感恩！

也不知誰說的：吃飯吧！我都餓了，吃完飯再說吧！還真是餓了，大家七手八腳的桌子就滿了，不是什麽珍貴的菜肴，不是什麽像樣子的大餐；是濃濃的親情，是深深的愛，是……我就說我自己長不大，像個孩子，總想著回家！這個不大，有點貧窮卻有訴不盡的愛的家！還有年老體弱多病的爸爸媽媽！就這樣的家，我的愛就時刻牽著它，每當春節就放下一切的不舍，義無反顧地回到這個家！

爸爸媽媽我愛你們！兄弟姐妹我愛你們！感謝有你們！即將來臨的蛇年，願我們全家幸福，吉祥，快樂，安康！

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