Composition: home
Composition: Home 1 With a baby crying, a life came to this colorful new world. At the same time, the fate of the three people is also tightly tied together. -inscription
Mom says I'm a follower. Why do you say that? Because I was born a year after my parents got married. My mother said that when I first got married, my family was poor and I finally bought a catty of eggs. As a result, no one wants to eat them. Finally, they broke down and had to be thrown away. When I heard these memories from my mother, I was a little sad, but more moved. My parents helped each other in the most difficult time at home, and finally got through that dark time, but I think maybe one day they will be old, which should also be their most unforgettable past.
My father left home to work when I was two or three years old. I remember once when I left school from kindergarten, I saw my parents waiting for me on a motorcycle as soon as I went out. I rushed over crying, threw myself into my father's arms and burst into tears. I didn't understand why my father was so cruel at that time. I didn't know until I grew up that it was a man's responsibility. What I want to say is "Thank you, Dad. Maybe you are not good at words, but you taught me to be strong, and you taught me to take responsibility. You turned me from an ignorant child into a responsible person. "
My mother is an amazing woman in my eyes. My father went out to work, and I was raised by my father and mother for so many years. Never let me be hungry, never let me be late for school once. For so many years, you have been taking care of me and caring for me. Without you, there would be no me today. You are a bright light in my life, pointing out the direction for me when I am lonely, confused and helpless, illuminating my way forward and making me no longer confused. You are a ray of sunshine in my life. In my coldest, longest and most helpless moment, dispel the haze for me, let me see the road ahead clearly, and let me no longer be afraid.
Time goes by, I grow up, but you are old. There are wrinkles in the corners of the eyes, the skin begins to relax, and there are a few silver hairs at the ends of the hair. You are no longer young. You gave me the best years and paid for me without any regrets. If children are compared to water, parents are compared to food. When the two are integrated, after years of careful care, after many years, children become alcoholic drinks, while parents become distillers' grains. Parents pour all the essence into their children, because children are their continuation and children are the wealth of their lives.
Thank God for making me your child. Meeting you in this world is my greatest luck. No matter what difficulties we encounter in the future, we will face them hand in hand and never give up. Love you forever!
Composition: Home 2 is warm.
Home is warm. On the way home, the breeze brushed my face, and the creeper on the wall of the compound came into view. It's lush. In the hot summer, people feel a little cold and the home is warm. I just stopped cycling in front of the corridor of my apartment. Suddenly, a brisk figure passed over my head. I was startled and looked up. It was a swallow that flew into the corridor. I followed the direction of the swallow and saw a little swallow's nest on the wall of the corridor in Unit 3. I don't know when it was established. It is like a small bamboo basket, very detailed and exquisite. I looked at the nest carefully, and then I saw a little swallow in the nest, with two red jewel-like eyes in its dark shiny feathers. The little swallow is still sipping her mouth, and there is a big swallow beside her. She must be the mother swallow. She is feeding the swallows mouth to mouth. The swallow that just flew in must be the swallow's father. He put the food he had just taken from outside on the table. I don't know why, I suddenly felt a warm current, and a warm current came into being. This is home!
Home is the spring breeze, giving you warm and distant thoughts.
Home is the harvest of autumn, and I will give you a golden fruit.
Home is the hope of life, giving life a chance to rest again and again.
Home is a foothold for people, giving people opportunities to replenish again and again. Home, how nice! Warm home is really nostalgic! I tiptoed upstairs so as not to disturb them. From then on, we can see such a scene every day: the big swallow flies in with food for the little swallow to eat, flies in and out, and shouts and sings happily, adding vitality and hazy affection to our corridor. Whenever the sun goes down slowly and the cold wind blows, the three swallows snuggle together in a small and exquisite nest, sometimes huddle together, talk happily and convey the words in their hearts, which is very warm, calm and satisfied. Home is a piece of ice in summer, get rid of our anger. Home is the fire in winter, which warms our little hearts.
Home is a warm embrace, which makes us feel the warmth of love again and again.
Home is a beautiful paradise, let us indulge in this paradise again and again.
Home, how nice! Beautiful home is charming, happy home is enviable, warm home is intoxicating! The sun rises and the moon sets. Spring has come and winter has come. The little swallow grew up and flew in and out with the big swallow. Swallow's home has become a member of our whole unit building. Swallow's home is in harmony with every family of us human beings. May the swallow's home be warm, the human home warm and the world home warm.
Composition: Home 3 If there is anything in this world that can remind people of the taste of childhood, it is the smell of the sun baking the earth.
I don't know why I like nostalgia and childhood so much recently. In fact, my childhood had nothing but a quiet sky, which was the flavor of my hometown.
My hometown is the season of wheat harvest and the busiest time every year. Both adults and children at home can come in handy.
Adults are mainly responsible for harvesting wheat in the fields outside, while children cook and do housework at home.
I remember when I was a child, as soon as the summer vacation was over, I was busy picking apricots and drying their skins. At that time, this was the main source of our pocket money for next semester. The three of us picked it up ourselves, and the money we sold was our own. At that time, the skin of apricot was about 40 cents per catty, and the core of apricot was 80 cents, which was a good income. At that time, my sister and I always had a better relationship than my brother, and my sister and brother always quarreled. So when I can't finish drying apricots, my sister always helps me. My elder sister is mainly responsible for cooking and cleaning, and my brother is responsible for feeding the animals. I just need to feed the pigs well. But every year, my sister always has the most money and I have the least.
Later, when my sister and brother were older, they began to help my father collect wheat in the field, leaving me to pick apricots alone. But since then, I have been tired of picking apricots and drying their skins, so there are trampled apricots everywhere on the road, one by one sticking to the soil. It was also from then on that my income was less than before.
Harvesting wheat is the busiest thing for all farmers in their hometown in a year, and it is also a major event. Wheat only ripens in a few days, when all crops are harvested with sickles. If the wind blows for a few days, the wheat will fall to the ground. Also, there were many thunderstorms at that time. If we are unlucky and encounter a thunderstorm or hail, the hard work of farmers for a year will be in vain. So people's attention was focused on cutting wheat at that time. Go to the fields before dawn every day, go home when the moon is high, and rest for an hour or two at noon in the hottest weather.
Bundle the harvested wheat one by one and then fold it. When all the wheat is harvested, pull them into the field by hand. Some roads are not easy to walk, and they are all carried by shoulders. I remember picking it once. It was the summer vacation of the second grade. One week after taking it off, my shoulders ached and several layers of skin were worn off. At that time, the number I picked was only a quarter of my dad's.
When all the wheat in the local area is pulled out, pile them up. Then watch the weather forecast, wait for a good weather, and then spread it all in the field and crush it with a tricycle. At that time, several families would cooperate with each other, because the family was simply too busy. What I fear most is thunderstorm weather, because a year's hard work will be wasted again. Much better now. After being pulled into the field, the thresher is used, so there is no need to spread so much, and I am not too worried about the sudden thunderstorm.
When all the wheat in the field has been cleared, we will start to cultivate the land again to prepare for sowing next year.
I called my parents the other day, and they said that they were harvesting wheat, and it was the wheat harvest season again. I haven't seen my hometown harvest wheat for several years, and I have no ability to work for my parents. The taste of my hometown can only be tasted in my own memories day after day, but it is still so familiar and fresh.
Written in Yueyang, Hunan
Composition: Home 4 According to the custom of our hometown, the Spring Festival begins around the twentieth day of the twelfth lunar month. After the twentieth day of the twelfth lunar month, every household began to prepare new year's goods, and the children also had holidays one after another. Happy to play with friends, adults are also busy, it is completely a bustling year.
In the morning, every household is busy. People put couplets on the doors. The sunshine shines in spring, and people and happiness will last forever. It means family peace and happiness. The word "Fu" is a homonym of "Fu". Spring Festival couplets are festive, rich and auspicious. After the Spring Festival couplets were posted, people hung red lanterns at the gate. Doesn't this red lantern represent the ever-changing face of our motherland? How time flies! It will be dark soon. The children ran into the street to watch the pedestrians coming and going. These people do not walk for fun. Some of them hold millet stalks, some hold firecrackers, and some hold incense and candles. They are going to the ancestral grave to shoot and invite their grandparents home for the New Year. This is just a form of expressing their grief for the dead old man. After the fireworks, they went home with incense and began to burn incense when they got home. Mom's cooking is the best in our family, so we must try the sumptuous dinner she prepared for us! Facing a table of delicious food, our whole family sat around the table, and everyone's face was filled with a happy smile. Really feel the taste of "life is sweeter than honey"! After dinner, the whole family get together to watch the annual Spring Festival Gala. At eight o'clock in the evening, our family turned on the TV on time and watched the Spring Festival Gala. Melodious singing makes people intoxicated; That beautiful dance is full of praise; That funny joke makes people laugh.
Laugh; Wonderful comic sketches make people laugh ... bursts of laughter spread all over the living room. Children and adults have to stay up late, which is to keep their old age.
The next day, before dawn, people got up to pack jiaozi. According to the old people, they can't talk or talk loudly. I don't know why. It's quite mysterious. Soon, at dawn, most people put on new clothes, visit relatives and friends, and pay New Year greetings to their elders. "Beep, beep, beep", the crisp firecrackers ushered in the New Year's Day. You see, those young uncles and aunts, as well as brothers and sisters, have all gone to pay New Year greetings to their relatives. Walking, they came to grandma's house. When my uncle saw grandma, he seemed to kneel down and kowtow to her, but she stopped him! "Well, you say what you knock on the head! Have some melon seeds and smoke a cigarette! " "No, no, I don't smoke!" . After visiting grandma's house, they went to aunt's house and uncle's house to pay New Year's greetings!
Ten days later, the Lantern Festival, another climax of the Spring Festival, arrived, and people took to the streets one after another, lighting lanterns, setting off fireworks, playing dragon lanterns, walking on stilts, dancing yangko, running roller boats and drumming to express their yearning for a better life. All kinds of fireworks make the sky colorful. "Fireworks" soar into the sky, and the sky suddenly becomes colorful with a bang, but the weak gunpowder blooms like colorful flowers. But the play didn't last long, and "fireworks" slowly disappeared from the sky until it disappeared; Over there, a striking silver light caught my attention. It tried to spray up and spray. Those who fall will jump out of the silver light without hesitation, just like thousands of pearls falling from the air, giving people a very good feeling; "Crack, crack", this deafening sound must be firecrackers! That lively voice is enough to add a lot of celebration to 20xx.
It's warm there, and the fire is burning, and it's getting worse. The orange flame rolled up and down, as if calling for something and dancing happily. People, events and China have strengthened the Spring Festival, bringing a new atmosphere of 20xx!
In a blink of an eye, on the seventeenth day of the first month of 2008, the Spring Festival ended, and everyone returned to the normal track. It's time for work and school. A new year has begun, and people are moving towards a new life and new goals.
Composition: Five families are the cradle of growth, and they grew up with me; Home is a warm support, which makes me carefree; Home is a harbor moored to shelter me from the wind and rain. I have a home, a warm, happy and harmonious home. When I was born in the world, my family gave me hope; When failure surrounded me, it was home that gave me hope; When difficulties are going to knock me down, it is also home that gives me hope. This small home has given me endless hope. I will never forget that day.
On that day, the sky was gloomy and stiff, and the birds sang plaintively. In the grass, bored cicadas kept calling. I walked home with heavy steps. In the sunset, my shadow is long, and it seems to have fallen from the peak of life to the bottom of life. I can't climb up. Walking on that familiar path, the originally short path becomes very long, and it seems that it can't go to the end. I have a test paper with a red cross in my hand, and the crystal tears can't help dripping on the two bright red numbers of 89. Am I relaxed? Still not careful? What should I do? What should I do? I'm fidgeting, my ears are full of teachers' earnest teachings, my parents' ears are bent ... Before I know it, I've reached the door. I'm afraid to face all this, and even want to escape it and walk away. But my hand unconsciously reached into my pocket, took out the dark yellow key and plugged it into the lock cylinder. Suddenly, the door opened and I looked up and found that my parents had been waiting for me at the dinner table for a long time. At this time, when I look at my parents, I feel that time is like a sharp blade, mercilessly carving vicissitudes on their foreheads, and I will never find a trace of sadness in their eyes. Seeing this, my tears are like broken beads, and I can't help but gush out from my eyes. I can't bear it any longer. I dropped my schoolbag and ran to my bedroom. Holding my beloved pillow, I suddenly burst into tears ... At this time, my parents outside the room also knew the truth. My schoolbag flew down from the sofa, and the test paper full of red crosses came out naughty. At this moment, my father came in. He went to the bed, gently stroked my head and said seriously, "son, don't be sad." It will pass. " . As long as you work hard next time, you will succeed. Come on, dad believes you! "Looking at my father's kind smile, I seem to see the dawn of hope and a colorful tomorrow full of hope. A colorful light suddenly appeared outside the window, which turned out to be a beautiful rainbow. ......
I have entered the middle school era, which is a new beginning. In the study of middle school, I feel that the pressure of study is getting heavier and heavier, which makes me almost breathless. The failure of study and competition made me hard to let go and feel at a loss. Careful parents seem to have noticed my thoughts and comforted me several times, saying, "Don't lose heart, son. Failure is the mother of success. Believe me, it will be the starting point of your success. " Although my parents only said such a few short words, it made me suddenly enlightened, cleared the fog in front of me and found a new starting point. When I face many failures, my family will always be my confidence and courage to face them. It is my family that gives me hope. I feel the closest encouragement from my family and the hope of my parents.
I have a home, a warm, happy and harmonious home. It is home that gives me hope. With a home, there is concern, and there is the greatest and best hope.
Composition: Home 6 If you know something about Xingkai Lake, you will know that this beautiful Xingkai Lake is composed of two lakes, large and small. Although the two lakes are very close, they have two completely different landscapes. Xiaoxingkai Lake is like a gentle girl, beautiful and gentle. The lake is as calm as a mirror, and birds are flying on it. Kaihu Lake in Daxing is like a naughty child, chasing birds flying at low altitude for a while and playing with fine sand on the shore for a while. Looking at Tianshui from a distance, when the tide comes, its momentum is no less than the vast sea. Its rough and magnificent appearance is just like the character of Longjiang people, and it is bold, cheerful and enthusiastic.
There is a long and wide sand dune between the big lake and the small lake. There are all kinds of trees here and many animals will appear here. Because the dominant wind of Xingkai Lake is blowing from Russia, on one side of Daxing Lake, the wind blows the waves of the lake into the sky. But in Shagang, the wind was blocked. However, after this hurdle, Xiaoxing opened the lake, and the wind could not blow, and there was no wind on the surface of Xiaoxing's lake. This is why the scenery of Xingkai Lake is so different from that of Xingkai Lake.
Composition: Home 7 My hometown Longchuan is a national 5a scenic spot. There are not only beautiful scenery here, but also a wide variety of specialties. There are pecans, tea, dried bamboo shoots ... but I like persimmons and lanterns hanging high on the branches.
In spring, persimmon trees wake up before other trees, spit out buds, suck dew on the earth and bathe in warm sunshine. Unconsciously, a small pale yellow bud poked out her lovely little head. After more than twenty days, Xiao Bud became a flower girl swaying and smiling among the green leaves, emitting bursts of fragrance! After the flowers withered, green and hard little persimmon appeared among the trees.
In summer, little persimmon is as big as a button. Tall persimmon trees and lush foliage cast a shadow on the earth. Sitting under the persimmon tree to enjoy the cool, I feel a chill! With the change of seasons, little persimmon is already half yellow and half green. In autumn, persimmons are ripe, and a large area is fiery red, very beautiful! Seen from a distance, small "lanterns" hung high on the branches and bent them! Heavy persimmons add a smile to people's faces! People admire: this year is another bumper harvest! Pedestrians saw the persimmon salivating, so they picked a soft persimmon and took a bite. Persimmons in My Sweetie are sweeter than honey!
Persimmons can not only be eaten, but also be used as medicine. Persimmons contain vitamins, which are very beneficial to the human body! Raw persimmons will rot if left for a long time, but persimmon cakes can be preserved for a long time and can be eaten all year round! People are sweet all year round. I love persimmons in my hometown, and I love my hometown even more.
Liu Jiao, Grade 5, Longchuan Primary School, Jixi County
Instructor: storage method
Composition: 8 families are the post stations of our life and our safe haven in the storm. At home, I don't think home is worth much; But once you travel far away, you will miss your spacious home and can't wait to go home at once.
Military training is a rare opportunity for me to leave home for a year. On the eve of military training, my mother always helps me to restrain my luggage carefully and tells me something to pay attention to. This year's military training is no exception.
One morning in the military camp, we trained downstairs at home as usual. While we were walking together, a middle-aged woman in mutual clothes came up to us with a child in her arms. Lovely children are swaying on the ground, with a flower-like smile on their faces and a beautiful smile; And his mother, the middle-aged woman, smiled as if enjoying a ballet.
When I saw this scene in the "half-court", I couldn't help admiring the child: at the age of flower-like delicacy, there was no trouble; More importantly, his mother can accompany him anywhere. ...
I don't know how long it took before the mother picked up the child again. She whispered to the child, "Come on, let's go home!" Going home ... my heart seems to be pulled by something. ...
In an instant, the military training was over, and we got on the bus home again. Half an hour later, sleepy, I inadvertently glanced out of the window-oh, my God! ! ! Grand hyatt longting! I suddenly woke up completely, and then I went home! At first, my heart thumped, so excited. I even want to jump out of the car and run home at once. ...
So, I finally understood the meaning of home. Home is not only a house, but also a shell. Home is a place to live, full of warmth, encouragement and support, full of love. As long as there are parents and relatives, it is home. This is the true meaning of home.
I have a home, I have a happy home, I have a warm home. I should be satisfied-
"It's good to have a home!"
Composition: Nine families are an eternal topic for human beings. But what is home? It may be the home you want to go back to after school, the home you love each other in your heart, the campus that opens the door to your wisdom and helps you step into the knowledge hall, or the motherland that nurtures your healthy growth. But I don't think home can be replaced by any material image. If someone asks me what my home is. I would say, "Home is knowing each other."
Some people may never own their own houses, some may become orphans soon after birth, and some people are despised and rejected by others for some reasons, but in any case, there will always be some people who care for them in the world. They can't help calling those who care about them and love them "family". Because when their lives are frustrated and their careers are frustrated, it is the "family" that gives them warmth and courage, which makes the strong more frustrated and brave, and the weak are hurt when they fail.
In life, some people may be abandoned by lovers, spurned by friends and accused by others, but family members can always see the bright spot in you. They inspire you to forge ahead in adversity, make you believe that there is a rainbow after the storm, and let you regain your confidence in repeated setbacks.
You may be strong-willed and brave to meet the setbacks and challenges in life, but your personal strength is limited after all, so your family shines with love.
Like spring shining on newborn buds.
In fact, each of us has a home in our hearts. This home may be a class, a group, a society or even a country. No matter how far you go, you can't leave your unhappy "home".
Home is the cradle of our growth, and home is our shelter from the wind. Home is a post station for our hearts. Home knows each other, and the taste is sweet and far away.
Composition: Home 10 Everyone has his own warm home, everyone loves his home, animals and plants also have their own homes, and they love their homes.
The bird's home is in the vast forest. Every morning, birds chirp, sing and tell stories on the branches ... Then they leave home in droves, spread their wings and fly in the blue sky, dancing with the wind and playing with white clouds. ...
Hand in hand with Baiyun for a while and stick to the ground for a while; I didn't fly home to rest until evening. One day, however, the noise of the saw broke all this silence. Trees fell one after another, and frightened birds flew around. With the disappearance of their homes, they are homeless.
Happy fish live in lakes and streams. The blue sky overhead, white clouds floating around. By the lake, by the stream, willows and weeping willows, and fish are happy. They feed in the water and spit bubbles in the water; One minute you're chasing me, the next you're hiding in the grass ... so happy! However, the factory near the stream discharged the produced wastewater into the stream, and the fish drank the wastewater, died, died and became sick ... There was no fish in the river any more. You can smell a stench from a distance,
The children stopped coming, and the river became "stagnant water".
The forest is gone, and we can't hear birds singing; Without fish, children have no fun. Our air quality is not good, and the quality of life has also declined!
I want to say loudly: we must protect birds and fish and let them return to their warm homes! Protecting them and protecting their homes means protecting human's own homes.