我有一个幸福的小家，爸爸妈妈很爱我，我也爱他们。至于他们两个之间的爱，直到那一次，我才幸福地发现，原来爱在我家中默默地传递着。

到了高三，爸爸妈妈对我更是宠爱，无论多贵，只要对我有好处，买!我开始喜欢上吃一种苹果，只有在大超市才买得到，且价格不菲，但苹果好啊，所以爸爸还是有空就买给我。爸爸爱我.

不知从什么时候起，爸爸每次买苹果回来总会被妈妈骂，原因是十个里面总有四五个是碰坏了的，这么贵的东西还不买好一点儿的，妈妈当然生气。好的由我吃坏的我妈吃，每次都这样，因为妈妈爱我。

慢慢地我开始疑惑，爸爸又不笨，为什么每一次都买几个不好的苹果回来呢?那一次一个不小心，被我知道了，那一天我先是发现原来爸爸真的聪明了，每一个苹果都很好，肯定不会被妈妈骂，但当妈妈回家后还是又骂了爸爸，我才看到原本妈妈的苹果又有几个碰坏了。当爸爸正在“碰坏”另一个苹果时，我才知道原来是他故意的，偷偷站在门外的我看到了爸爸脸上甜蜜的笑容。这了一会儿，妈妈来拿“坏苹果”吃。

静静地看着这一切，我有些不知所措，心里又酸又甜，原来爸爸是这样爱妈妈，我是这样被爱的。我明白了，彻底明白了。贵苹果当然好吃，如果都是好的，全都由我吃，坏的苹果出现了，妈妈就会吃。原来这才是爸爸的真正用意，爸爸妈妈之间的爱，我看到了。

有些感动，又有些自责，于是决定以后有好东西，一家人一起分享，苹果一分为二，我不能永远被爱，认为父母的付出是理所当然，我也要学会去爱，爱我的爸爸、妈妈，爱所有爱我的人。

就这样，这样一份静悄悄的，沉甸甸的爱在我家传递着，以前、现在、将来，绵延不已，生生不息。

那天我作了一个梦，梦到不止是我的小家中每个人手中有一个苹果，全中国，全世界每一个人手中都有一个苹果。

原来爱到了大家中传递，一个和谐社会。

醒来发现梦中很美好，真的希望那样一份爱能在每一个小家中传，更在一个大家中传。

英语翻译：

I have a happy little family. Mom and Dad love me very much, and I love them too. As for the love between the two of them, it wasn't until that time that I was happy to find that the love was passed on silently in my home.

In the third year of high school, my parents loved me even more. No matter how expensive it is, as long as it is good for me, buy it! I started to like to eat a kind of apple, which can only be bought in big supermarkets, and the price is high, but apples are good. So Dad bought it to me when he was free. Dad loves me.

I don't know since when, every time my father bought an apple, his mother would always be scolded by his mother. The reason was that four or five of the ten were broken. If you don't buy such expensive things, your mother will be angry. The good is eaten by my mother who eats the bad, every time, because my mother loves me.

Slowly I began to wonder, my dad is not stupid, why did he buy a few bad apples every time? I knew one by one accidentally. On that day, I first discovered that my dad was really smart. An apple is very good, and I will definitely not be scolded by my mother, but when my mother came home, she still scolded my father, and I saw that the original mother's apples were broken. When Dad was "smashing" another apple, I realized that it was him deliberately. Standing secretly outside the door, I saw the sweet smile on Dad's face. For a while, my mother came to eat the "bad apple".

Watching all this quietly, I was a little at a loss, and my heart was sour and sweet. It turned out that my father loved my mother this way, and I was loved this way. I understand, I understand thoroughly. Of course the expensive apples are delicious. If they are all good, I will eat them all. If the bad apples appear, my mother will eat them. It turns out that this is the real intention of my father. I see the love between my father and mother.

I was moved and blamed myself, so I decided to have something good to share with my family. The apple is divided into two. I can’t be loved forever. I take my parents’ efforts for granted. I have to learn to love and love my dad. , Mom, love everyone who loves me.

In this way, such a quiet, heavy love is passed on in my home, the past, present, and future will last forever and endlessly.

I had a dream that day. It was not just that everyone in my little family had an apple in their hands. All of China and everyone in the world had an apple in their hands.

It turns out that love is passed on to everyone, a harmonious society.

Wake up to find that the dream is very beautiful, I really hope that such a love can be passed on in every small home, and even in everyone.