There is Home
Zhang Haixuan, Youth and Middle School Media Reporter
It was a room that was neither big nor small, with family members gathered together, filled with laughter and joy. There were the sounds of pots and pans clashing together, the scent of kitchen smoke and oil, and bottles and jars scattered everywhere. It was home, the warmth in everyone's heart on a cold winter night. That warmth was made of everyday necessities – rice, oil, soy sauce, vinegar – ordinary but irreplaceable.
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