600-word composition about family members who disappeared while traveling abroad.

There is a love called letting go, a feeling called heartache, and a feeling called missing. When I saw the Wenchuan earthquake, I saw many people wondering where you would go. At that time, I only had sympathy for them, but I didn't really realize what I really missed my loved ones.

Every time I see a child whose parents go out to work, they are so free. I also want my parents to go out to work so that I can fly freely like a bird. Because I have to go to the fields to help my parents after school every day, which makes me feel very free. A teacher once said to us, "Laughter is not eternal now. I hope you can laugh at the end. "

On that day, when I sent my parents away, I only felt very happy and happy. However, when I sleep at night, as soon as I close my eyes, a faint thought, like the sunset glow at dusk, floats gently in my heart, making me feel unable to sleep and full of thoughts.

I thought it was the happiest thing to do nothing but stay at home and play with friends all day, but I was wrong. At that time, I didn't know what the happiest thing was. I just want to play all day and care nothing. As long as you are happy, it is enough, but now happiness is only short-lived, and happiness is eternal happiness only when the family is together.

After mom and dad left, when other people's children spent a happy day with their parents, I could only spend a long day with my work. At night, I can only sit on the sofa silently, waiting for another day. I know it will be another long night. This feeling is really indescribable.

When mom and dad are at home, this room is full of joy. After they left, the room began to be deserted. It is as cold as a piece of ice, and neither fire nor fire can melt it. This ice, which will never melt, feels very warm at that moment, as if all my thoughts are pinned here, hoping it can bring them my thoughts. Although I always tell myself to think less about them, I still can't help but be filled with their shadows. I often meet them in my dreams.