I have ever seen a story on the internet:

   A moneybags drank himself down outside his villa,his security guard helped him up and said:"Sir,let me send you go home",on the contrary,the moneybags asked:"Home? where is my home? Could you help me up back to my home?" The security man felt very puzzled and pointed his villa and then said:"That is not your home?" The moneybags pointed his heart and then pointed his villa and said"That is not my home,it is just my house."

   I lodged a dormitory when I just worked,my roommates and I got along well together like a family.We all always called the dormitory as a home,but we all totally knew that was not a real home,it was just the place where we lodged temporarily;After I rented a house,my friends always said:"let's go your home."I always corrected him every time."That's not my home,it just a house that I rented."They always smiled at me.

   My friends always admired me for my trig and free and easy life,but they did not know that I was very anxious for having a home in my heart.Now I tasted the feeling of home because of her--my girl friend.She let me understand the definition of home,home is not barely the place where we can sleep and eat.The place that exist love can be called home.Although we rented the house currently,because of her,it had a taste of home.Let me show some foods we cooked together for you--my friends.

   My girl friend cooked it for me the first time:

甜椒肉丝：  

 辣子鸡丁：丁