家,是一个人在孤独之时,寂寞之际可以依偎的;在你需要倾诉时,家可以与你一起分享。在我心中,家是一抹红,是一盆炭火,是一轮暖日,照亮了整个身心,好温暖好幸福!记得,是在那个寒冷寂寞的冬天,我曾几度将自己关在房里,因为我觉得自卑,自己不如别人那般众星捧月,熠熠生辉。那段时间,天昏地暗,我早已分辨不清昼夜,混混沌沌,游手好闲……我的成绩直线下降,为什么我付出了努力却得不到回报?为什么别人轻轻松松照样名列前茅?难道我真的是笨小孩吗?我,不愿相信…… Home, is a person in the lonely, lonely can nestle; you need to talk, the family can share with you. In my heart, the house is a red, a pot of charcoal, is a warm day, illuminate the entire body and mind, so warm and happy! I remember, is that in the cold lonely winter, I have locked himself in the room several times In, because I feel inferiority, not as good as others like their stars, shiny. During that time, dusk darkness, I have long been indistinguishable day and night, chaotic chaos, idle ... My grades plummeted, why I paid hard work but did not get rewarded? Why others easily still top? Do I really Stupid kid? I do not want to believe ...