Warm Home Composition 1 Home is a special place with people you trust most; Have your freest space; It is the warmest and cutest place. I really felt this after I left home.
When I first entered junior high school, my parents put me in a teacher's house. It's a different world since I left home. Without the control of parents, trivial housework and … everything would be so beautiful, but on the first day of my stay, at dinner time, a group of people I didn't know very well had dinner with them, which was not as warm and happy as when I was with my parents. Suddenly, a sense of loss came to my mind ... at night, I was homesick again, and ordinary scenes at home flashed through my mind one by one. The original ordinary scene is actually a happy picture, and I can't help but sigh: "It's good to have a home!" " It makes my nose sour.
Not only me, but many people may say that most people will complain about their home in one way or another, and they will not realize how much they love their home or their family, "just because they are in this heart."
Only when you leave home can you really miss home. This is a warm place.
Two years have passed quickly, and life has faded when I first got on the boat, but whenever the lights are turned off at night and I am sick, I will think of the smell of home. I think I am too eager to have the warmth of home!
Hello, everyone, I am a lovely bird, and I only tell people about it on behalf of the bird. I used to live in an environment where birds were singing and flowers were fragrant, but one night when I was sleeping, a gunshot broke the silence of the night and made us homeless. Thousands of birds suffered the same painful fate as me.
Every day, as soon as we hear footsteps, we will be frightened and think that someone is trying to catch us; As soon as we hear the gunshot, our little heart will "plop" because we don't know when the bullet will penetrate our chest and kill us. The life we live every day is like hell, which makes us miserable. Even our only home, the tree, was cut down by that sharp axe. We didn't know what to do, so we had to flee, but wherever we fled, the gunfire followed and the tree fell there. I don't know how many birds have died and how many trees have been fallen in recent years. People use cut trees to build furniture and houses ... life is interesting, but stupid people don't know that natural disasters are also increasing: mudslides, typhoons, floods, earthquakes ... I can't help but smile. Humans, you cut down and cut down indiscriminately, not only hurting our homes, but also hurting your own homes. Why bother?
For the sake of our birds and your own homes and safety, we have to shout loudly: human beings! Put down your axe and gun and get a warm home, for us and for yourselves!
Warm Home Composition 3 Whenever it is cold outside in winter, it is extremely hot at home. Every time you open the door, a hot air blows against your face, making you unable to breathe. When you stand at the door, someone will always say, "Son, you are back." You only need a gentle answer, and he will feel extremely warm. Mother walked out of the bedroom and opened her hazy eyes. All you have to do is stand at the door and let her untie your scarf when your glasses return to their original state. . . . . . Layer after layer, I changed my slippers and went to the kitchen. I had a delicious meal. You feel as if Columbus had discovered a new continent. You eat and drink enough and start studying.
However, it never occurred to you that dad cooked and washed dishes and mom washed clothes and wiped the floor. You are not clean and tidy at school, and you always get dirty things on your school uniform. Your hands were swollen when mom washed them for you. Have you ever thought that when dad comes home to cook, it's easy to lie on the sofa and fall asleep while waiting for you? The damn window is ringing. Have you ever thought that dad would drag his tired body to give you hot meals? Sitting is a day, and I will accompany you to "light the lamp and boil the oil" at night, and fight hard until midnight. You are noisy and tired every day. You never think who is more tired than you. It's time to study hard and calm down. "Why don't you listen to what adults say? This baby seems to be missing a string in his brain. " Can you still hear that "nagging" voice in a few years?
I will cherish the warmth of home, because I love you, my dear mom and dad!
I have a warm home, an amiable father and a kind mother, and my life is ordinary and full.
I am very happy almost every day, but occasionally I am lost. For example, once I didn't do very well in the math exam. When I came home from school, I told my parents the bad news. I thought they would make a scene, but dad took the test paper and looked at it. He said to me calmly, "Come, let's see where these mistakes are, to prevent these mistakes from happening again." My father patiently told me about those mistakes, and seeing that I had not come out of the shadow of my troubles, he encouraged me to say, "Your grades are very good. A mistake means nothing. I was tested when I was a child. " I know my father is joking with me. After listening to my father's comfort and encouragement, I smiled happily and relaxed a lot. The mother on the side also smiled and said, "You have worked hard, and you will definitely get good grades next time. Why don't we go to the movies to relax this weekend? " I was flattered that my parents didn't criticize me and took me to the movies. I was so touched that for a moment I felt I was the happiest child in the world. /Emotional change: complete embarrassment-annoyance-happiness-coquetry.
Sure enough, I got good grades in the next exam. I want to thank my parents, who gave me a warm home with selfless love.
Warm home composition 5 warm home, this is a small and warm home, it can give children a beautiful and happy life, how beautiful it is! .
On weekends, I ride a bike in the community. When riding to the downstairs of the unit, a black shadow flew over my head quickly, which made me tremble. When I saw it, it turned out to be a swallow! Out of curiosity, I followed the swallow around the community and came back. However, this swallow flew into the corridor of my apartment. I looked at it carefully. It turned out that the little swallow was looking for branches and grass in the community to build his own "home"! This scene touched me deeply. So I decided to observe their daily life.
The next day, I got up early again After breakfast, I went to the place where I saw swallows the other day. I saw a big swallow in the corridor, with a bug in its mouth, feeding it to the little swallow, but the little swallow was still not satisfied and wanted to eat, so the big swallow flew away to feed it. At that time, I was thinking that our parents are the same, always leaving us only good things and saving money.
What a great synonym for "parents"! We must share more things for our parents, communicate with them more, let them know more about us and let us know more about our parents.
There are six warm home compositions, which are a rain and dew in the hot summer; In the cold winter, home is a stove; Home is a lighthouse in the dark; Home is a glimmer of hope in difficulties; Home is a clear spring in the desert. My home is a warm home. There are parents at home. They are like good friends. They seldom quarrel and get along well with each other.
Mom gets up early in the morning to make breakfast. When I got up, breakfast was ready. Although it is not very delicious, I think it is the best meal in the world. Breakfast is steaming, which makes me feel very warm. My mother got up early because of breakfast. This is the reward of labor and the love of a mother for her children. I think I am the happiest person in the world.
After dinner, my mother drove me to work and took me to school for a while. When getting off the bus, my mother always adds, "Be sure to pay attention to the car next to you when crossing the road!" My mother's meticulous care for me makes me feel warm.
My father works in Chongqing. As long as it comes to Friday, my father goes home by bus early after work. As long as we hear the familiar knock at the door, we will know that Dad is back, and we are all very happy. As soon as dad got home, he went into the kitchen and cooked us good food: diced chicken with Chili, laver and egg soup ... Mom asked dad how he was doing in Chongqing. Dad came home on time almost every Friday, and lasted almost 12 years! How many fathers can do this? I feel very warm in my heart.
On weekends, family members sit on the sofa, watch TV and eat snacks. It's already night. A few stars in the sky blink like eyes, which makes them very quiet. It's warm with lights on at home. Home is everyone's home, and home is my warm harbor.
7 warm family composition, what a beautiful word; Home, what a warm word. It is this home that keeps us away from the cold, and it is this home that makes us feel endless happiness.
Some people may say, isn't it just a home? Who hasn't? Is it worth mentioning? Then let me ask you, is your home warm? Are you happy in this family? Do you feel love?
If someone asks me, I will tell him firmly: "Yes!"
Every time I see young people who just got off work riding bicycles to face the snow, every time I see homeless people facing the cold wind in the street with tears in their eyes. I always think of my home, the scene when I went home and rolled in bed, the advice my parents gave me when I was at school, and the delicious food. This is my warm home.
I think how lucky I am. I have parents who love me. They taught me. My father bought me all kinds of reference books. Every day as soon as I get home, he sends me warm wishes, brings me a glass of water in the desert and prepares delicious meals for me. This is my warm home.
And my mother, who watched me do my homework and made my study progress.
I have a warm home, which protects me from the wind and rain. At home, I won't catch a cold, and I won't think of anything to worry about. This is my warm home.
Once, it was snowing heavily outside and I was still playing outside. I suddenly feel very warm when I don't know what to do. I turned around and saw my father coming and looking at me. This is my father's coat. "This ..." A day later, my father caught a cold. When I asked him, he just smiled and said, "A minor illness is nothing, as long as it doesn't hurt!" " . At that time, I felt a warmth. This is the power of love. This is my warm home!
I grew up happily in this warm home, and I am proud of my home!
Warm Home Composition 8 As time goes by, we grow up gradually, but we forget that our parents grow old with the years.
They grew up with us and spent all the difficulties, bottlenecks and joys with us. They always think of me and worry about us, but we often only think of ourselves, often talk back to them, quarrel with them and gradually alienate them. We stopped talking to our parents, and even went straight into the room without looking at it when we got home. I don't know when the conversation with my parents became very simple, but I became closer to my friends.
But should we look at them more? Because of their worry, anger and anxiety about us, their faces are more wrinkled, more sad and more sad. We seem to forget that they gave birth to us and raised us, and we are often the ones who hurt them the most and make them sad.
We all forgot to give our family a hug, a warm hug, and also forgot to sit by the bed and listen to what they said. After eating, accompany them, take a walk on the path near their home, and chat like friends. These seemingly ordinary actions, we have forgotten, forgot to put these actions on the most important people; I forgot, in fact, they also need our company and care.
Home is our safe haven and needs family to maintain it; When we are busy, don't forget to call home and talk to them. Only family can be together forever.
I have a warm home. I live with my parents, grandparents and feel very happy.
Usually, my grandfather drives me to school. After school, grandpa will play with me and children. Grandma cooks at home. The food she cooks is the best in the world. In the evening, my mother accompanied me with my homework, brushed my teeth and washed my face, and tucked me in after I fell asleep.
When the weather is fine on weekends, my parents will take me out to play, go to the Children's Palace or climb mountains. I like going out to play best. During the winter and summer vacations, my grandparents will take me to other places to play. We have been to Harbin and eaten Machel popsicles. I have been to Weihai and caught a beautiful orange starfish in the sea. I have been to Shanxi and experienced the life of uncle of the Eighth Route Army ... My grandparents often come to Hangzhou to see me and bring me a lot of delicious food. They like to hug me. I have grown up, and they still like to walk with me.
I really like this warm and loving family.
Teacher's comments:
A warm beginning, straight to the point, echoes the topic, just like pushing open a door and leading us into the happy family of the little author. For example, there are thousands of families in Qian Qian in Qian Qian, and the author's family is also very ordinary, but the author has a sensitive and beautiful heart to discover love, whether it's eating grandma's cooking, or her mother helping to cover the quilt and watching the beautiful world with her family ... These simple and warm little details are collected in the depths of my memory by the author's eyes and bring us a warm picture sense.
There are parents, grandparents, grandparents at home, and I am wrapped in happiness. The little author recorded his happy trip with his family in parallel prose. How rich Harbin, Weihai and Shanxi are has left us a lot of room for imagination.
I like this little author who can find love, cherish love and express love!
There are many people we are familiar with, such as the stars in the sky. There are classmates and teachers at school, grandparents at home, and children who play with me. The person I know best is my mother, and the person I respect most is my mother. My mother is short and fat with black hair. Her eyes are like two black gems, her mouth is small and her nose is high. She likes to wear dark leather shoes. She likes to wear black clothes and black pants. Because it won't get dirty. Mom cares about me very much. One night I was sick, and my mother quickly took me to the hospital. I'm very scared. The doctor said I had a fever and needed an injection. I feel horrible. Mom said, "The injection doesn't hurt at all." Then I got a shot and it was fine. My mother is very concerned about me. Every time I finish my homework, my mother should check it carefully. My mother really cares about me. I know my mother best. I love my mother.
My home is full of joy and warmth. There are three people living in my family, my father, my mother and me.
Dad, polite and personable, looks like a gentleman at first glance. He especially likes reading books, like a bookworm. He once read ten books with hundreds of pages in one day. How's it going? Awesome! Don't think that because dad loves reading, he is not good at sports. He is a sports enthusiast. He plays football better than Bailey and basketball better than Yao Ming. Of course, that was only when Bailey was injured and Yao Ming was ill. Sometimes he will ... (I will keep this secret for him and never reveal it).
Mom, a typical beauty figure. She is my mentor. If you have any questions, please call her. She is very kind to me. She often calls me "baby", as gentle as a sheep. But once I make a mistake, she will explode like a crazy lioness. Her mood has changed so much that I can't figure it out. But she is my favorite character. Oh!
Warm family composition 1 1 Family is often called the cell of society. Family is the basic unit of society, and some families with similar blood ties are called families. The whole traditional society in China is organized by clans, which leads to the "internal stability" pattern of the traditional society.
Home is the cradle of education.
Our country has attached great importance to family education since ancient times. There are many examples, such as Mencius' mother and Ceng Zi. In the vast and colorful jungle of ancient culture in China, there is an extremely rich family training culture. This is the basic way for the ancients to spread self-cultivation to future generations, and it is also the most basic form for parents to educate their children for a long time. Home is spiritual food.
Family is not only the same subject of economic life. Family harmony and prosperity are important in China traditional society.
Respect the old and love the young, and honor your parents. Brothers, friends and brothers help each other. Only in this way can we ensure that we grow up, grow up and grow up. Harmony makes family members feel comfortable and warm. Home is the spiritual body of family members.
Home is a warm harbor.
For us, home is the place where fallen leaves return to their roots, the nest of lonely geese, the sea where rivers meet, and the place where ships dock.
No matter where I am, I will miss my home. I will miss my home all over the world. I cross the cape and yearn for my home forever. My home, my lovely home, I will never forget you. I love you, my home.
Warm Home Composition 12 As soon as you enter the door, a warm and comfortable feeling arises spontaneously, which will make you forget the fatigue of the day. Whose credit is this? Oh, it's her-"the king of hard work", my dear grandma.
Hey, does it smell like smoke? The smoking king is back. As soon as he opens his mouth, my house will be foggy immediately, which will almost make you fly. Although my mother and I always criticized him many times at family meetings, I didn't expect him to have many secret bases! You see, there is a bag hidden behind the TV, four in the cupboard, five in the wallet on the windowsill, and no less than two in the bulging pocket. Look, just after his mother took a bag from his hand, he took another bag out of his pocket. Hey, the smoking king.-My father.
"Honey, do you want to open a supermarket?" "Smoke King" asked my "purchasing king" in surprise. Anyone who follows her will surely complain. It's not, obviously said to take me to the zoo to play, but our traces have been left in large and small clothing stores and shoe stores. I had no choice but to go home with her when the lights were brightly lit, waiting for the next meeting with Peacock's brother after a long separation. Who is the king of purchasing? Sure, okay? My boss-mother, of course.
Of course, the honor of "king of humor" belongs to me "hahaha, ..." Every night at seven o'clock, thunder always comes from my home. "Once upon a time, there was a man named Zhang Ziqiang. He went to the county seat happily and was dazzled. He grabbed the child and patted him on the shoulder. "Baby, what is this place?" The baby looked at the shoulder and said, "My shoulder!" "
Look! This is my family, a happy family and a harmonious family. I thank my parents for their efforts!
A lively and lovely bird lives in the forest. In the past, the air here was fresh and sweet, with lush foliage and deep blue sky. This bird can play with its companions-squirrels, flowers and grass every day. I'm so happy!
But one day, many people came to the forest. They all cut trees mercilessly with sharp axes. "Dong! Knock on the door. Hey! " Cut down the tree left by grandpa. The warm home of birds has been destroyed, and the air here is no longer fresh. Coupled with flying sand and stones, the birds' friends ran away, and the grass and flowers were choked by the sand in the wind. The bird is sad. It hates humans. It hates that human beings have destroyed their warm homes.
A boy came to the forest and was surprised to find that the original lively birds became quiet and the original vibrant forest became bare. He believes that cutting down trees will destroy the forest environment and cut down all the trees. Where do these birds live? He hurried home and told his parents about it.
After the news came out, everyone appealed for the birds. Qi Xin planted trees together, and the forest recovered its original vitality. The air is fresher, the sky is bluer and birds are chirping, as if thanking people.
People, people who destroy nature, wake up, please give the bird a warm home!
Warm Home Composition 14 The long road of life is bumpy and hard. Unforgettable things are like stars all over the sky, too many to count. However, I am glad that I grew up in a happy family!
Home is a warm harbor. A family has three main members: father, mother and children. Just like the word "family" in English, F is father, M is mother and I is me. When I was a child, I always begged my parents to shelter me from the wind and rain. If one day they are old, I will protect them with my own ability. Today I'm going to tell a story between my father and mother.
I went to Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum with my parents this weekend. Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum is located at the foot of Purple Mountain. We first came to Pok Oi Square and took photos there. Then we will climb the 392 steps of Sun Yat-sen Memorial Hall. Take pictures every time you go up. Mom and dad thought of an idea: whoever climbs to the top first will win, shouting: "3,2, 1, go; We were neck and neck, and when there was the last step, I took the last step and shouted, "I won;" When we stood on it, looked at the mountains, buildings and trees in the distance and took a breath of fresh air, we came to the memorial hall, where there was a statue of Sun Yat-sen and some scriptures. There is a plaque in the middle of the hall, which says "Great Spiritual End". How time flies! It's time to bid farewell to Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum again. Today, our family really had a good time together.
Home is the harbor of soul and happiness. Love comes from home, and warmth comes from love. Mom and Dad, I thank you for giving me a warm home and a warm life!
Warm Home Composition 15 In a warm home, my father is a rhizome, my mother is a green leaf, and I am a safflower. From the moment I was born, I saved a lot of affection.
The fish said, "The sea is my home." In the sea, the sea shed tears and only the fish felt cold. Baiyun said, "The sky is my home." Only in the boundless blue sky can I soar. "Rain or shine in the sky, only the cloud knows. The fallen leaves say, "The earth is my home. "Only when the autumn wind is bleak, can they get rid of the trees, throw themselves into the embrace of the earth, and return to their roots.
Home, like a scavenger of years, picks up those cold love and initial dreams.
I have lived in the countryside since I was a child, and I envy those children in the city. Their hands are tender and tender, unlike mine, which are all calluses. Most of them live in castles, and their skin is white, while mine is black, not like a girl at all.
My parents were busy at work, but they didn't leave me with my grandparents. It may be because some children will rebel with their grandparents and become "three noes". They know me and what I want. When I was in the third grade, my father went out to work and only my mother accompanied me. Dad only went out to work for a month, because I said, "Dad, I miss you." Dad immediately resigned and came back to accompany me. Dad is old and can't find a job now. Of course, another reason is that he wants to be with me during my holiday.
Although they were poor and didn't have much money, they didn't make me hungry. Although they gave me the best life. They can bear hardships because they want me to live a better life. Although they didn't have a big house, they didn't make me homeless. My parents are not the best in others' eyes, but they are the best in my heart.
Everyone in the world can not love me, because I have a father's love and a mother's love. With love, I can have a home, no matter how small.