But don't get me wrong, our "bucket" is very different from what you said. My family is really a bucket family. Let me show you around here! "Useless" is the title of my big-bellied father.
Every time I eat, I only eat half, and my father has finished eating. The reason may be that dad works too hard every day, leading to a super-developed digestive system.
His digestion speed is comparable to that of an airplane. Speaking of which, do you know why my father is called "useless"? Yes, it is because dad's digestive system is too developed, so he eats a lot and eats fast, which gives him this "good name".
"Powder keg" is my mother's nickname. It's not unfair to her at all.
I remember one time, I was watching TV with relish when I suddenly heard a sound stronger than machine gun fire. I knew at once that someone must have lit the fuse of the powder keg. I was just about to run away when my mother stood at the door with her hands akimbo, shouting "Where to run away!" " "He bared his teeth and ran towards me.
My nickname is "trash can". Isn't that a resounding nickname? All because of my disappointing stomach.
In order to meet the needs of my stomach, I have to eat a lot. No potato chips and Shiro can escape my stomach. My "good name" is also very appropriate.
This is my home, a bucket home. * In the future, the composition should be graded.
2. How to write a model essay on "home": home?
Home is a warm word for all of us. Since the word "home" came into being, there has been a corresponding wandering, but the end point of wandering is to find the paradise of one's soul-home.
In the process of exile, Qu Yuan, who suffered from Li Sao, thought most about that home-Du Ying. So no matter how much he suffers, he can wear a high crown and hold a sword and sing his own "Nine Songs". Once Ying Du was captured and his country was destroyed, he knew there was no home in the world. He went to another place farther away, and that was his home.
No wonder some people say that "when we meet by chance, we are all foreigners". Think about how many people have experienced such a moment: "Where is home in the Qinling Mountains, the snow is holding the green horse back." No matter how elegant Li Bai is, he will "sink back again, and I suddenly think of home"; Du Fu is selfless, knowing that "a letter from home is worth a thousand pounds of gold"; Xin Qiji just wants to return to a happy home with honor. Li Houzhu has the melancholy of "just a river flowing eastward", and it is only a memory of a peaceful seat in the homeland of the Southern Tang Dynasty ... The literati in the feudal era often drifted in the mountains and under the ancient sunset road because of the future, perhaps because of the war, perhaps for other reasons, but when they saw the lights in the city and the sporadic fishing light on the river, or saw the wisps of light smoke on the ridge of Shan Ye, how could they not remember that beauty? But I looked home, the twilight was getting thicker, and the river waves were filled with sad mist!
Even in peaceful and quiet times, the attachment to home is still so strong. My family is beautiful, happy, peaceful, healthy, and brothers and sisters live in harmony. "Beijingers in new york" tells the overseas China people's view of home, that is, in the quadrangle, the family is happily reunited. Huang Lei's home in "Time flies" is the unique charm of Jiangnan water town, and it is also the taste of Grandpa Qi studying there.
At this age, our views on home are even different: we want to own a house of our own, decorate it ourselves and live by ourselves; Who walks with me in the distance in the clouds, stays near the sun, can hide their ears, stay away from the secular noise, and want a clean and free life. Rebellious children think so, but good children don't. They want to live with their parents and put their old home and future home together.
Home is not just a house, it is a haven for vagrants and a post for the soul. In short, this is also a way of life that truly belongs to me, my relatives and my family.
The above examples can be used for reference.
3. How to write a composition on the topic of home For those of us who have never left home, it is impossible to understand homesick songs and homesick works.
On August 30th, I left home with my luggage for the first time. I didn't feel much before. I am glad that I can finally live a quiet life away from my parents' nagging and the noise of my brothers and sisters. However, this is not the case. After living on campus for a few days, the daily routine is like a war, and the old rules of life are disrupted. There are many inconveniences in sharing a dormitory. But more importantly, life is boring without parents' nagging and siblings' cheerful shouts every day. Only then did I really feel how important it was for me to get home. Although I didn't show homesickness in front of my classmates, I couldn't fool myself with my inner thoughts. Although everyone in the dormitory gets along very harmoniously and happily, the childish coquetry of siblings is irreplaceable; Although there is teacher's teaching and comfort every day, parents' nagging is a kind of beauty that natural voice can't replace. At this time, I really realized the inner pain and inferiority of those children whose families broke up until a few days ago. Compared with them, I have a happy home, and now I really appreciate its warmth.
It's easy to make it to the weekend. When the car stopped at the door, I really wanted to shout: I'm back!
I can't imagine what I would do if I stood in front of my house: I would shout excitedly. Will you cry with excitement? Just between these two vague eyes, I saw my mother: she was cooking and looked up and found me, with only a faint sentence, "You are back." But I saw excitement in her eyes. Unexpectedly, I answered "yes" surprisingly calmly. This is the first sentence I said when I went home with my relatives. Everything is so normal and calm. "Sister, you are back!" My brother and sister came at me screaming. Although I was greeted with a smile, tears rolled around my eyes reluctantly, and I could only swallow them secretly. After that, eat and talk. I can't show infinite homesickness in front of my parents, because parents don't want to see their daughter's weak side. I have always been the strongest child in my family. However, people are human after all, and their inner feelings will unconsciously follow your words and deeds. During the conversation, I realized the thoughts and expectations in their words. At noon the next day, my mother seemed to inadvertently add food. I deeply felt my mother's deep and selfless love hidden in her words and deeds, and realized that my original naivety had gone too far.
The one-and-a-half-day holiday is very short, and I just want to cry when I say goodbye to my family. I wonder if the mother who waved away would cry. But I know that home is destined to be the destination of my life.
How to write a composition on the topic of "home" and how to write about leaving home, homesickness and going home are often repeated.
But no one is bored. No matter how far away we are from home, our concern for home will bring us back.
The gentle spring breeze turns green again, but, moon in the sky, when can you take me home? When the melodious saxophone came back to me, I couldn't help asking myself, "When will I go home?" ╇ Handsome $ invincible answer time 2007- 12-26 12:56 What is an informer? Some people say that home is a house and a suite, but I think home is more than just a house. The most important part of home is affection, which makes home colorful and full of warmth. I have seen from many TV dramas and real life that the villas and high-grade furniture of some wealthy businessmen are so magnificent.
But there is no affection in this family, and the rich businessman's children don't like to go home. They don't have the care of their parents and the warmth of their families. What's the point of coming back? Without affection, no matter how beautiful the house is, it will look cold and ugly. Nowadays, people only concentrate on the pursuit of luxurious architecture, but ignore the feelings between relatives in the family. This is the saddest thing! Besides, some poor people's homes are just a humble bungalow. It is not as striking as a high-rise building, nor as impressive as a villa. It is so common, like a weed in the grass.
However, this small room is full of warmth, and people in this small room live a stable and happy life. After a busy day, farmers will not forget their children when they go home. It is so harmonious to accompany them to do their homework, play and watch TV.
The strength of the family seems to make this flat building gorgeous in an instant, as dazzling as the stars in the sky. You see, why can't a tall and beautiful building compare with a small flat building? Because of family relations.
I really want to say loudly: "Mom and Dad, no matter how beautiful the building is, it will never occupy the weight of affection in our hearts." We don't need luxurious buildings, we just want to get a little affection and warmth from you! " No matter how beautiful and tall the building is, it is not as good as Xiaoping building without family decoration; No matter how shabby and ugly the bungalow is, it won't feel cold even in cold winter.
5. How to write my new home in the composition with the topic of "home"
"Get up! Get up! " Dad cried in my ear.
It's too noisy. Today is October 1st. Can't I sleep in? "I said impatiently.
"We are moving today, aren't you going?" Dad asked.
Of course I'm going! "I danced happily, and the drowsiness just now suddenly disappeared. I got on the wheel.
On the way to my new home, my happiness gradually disappeared. The road is dusty and there is too much loess in the air, which makes people uncomfortable. However, when we walked into the gate of the community, I was pleasantly surprised to find that it was like walking into a picturesque park, surrounded by trees, and rows of trees stood by the road of the community, just like soldiers standing guard. There are three Chinese characters "Clear Water Bay" in front of the gate, which are particularly eye-catching.
Looking inside, there are trees, pavilions and bays, which really taste like "rivers, flowing water and people". The willows by the river hang their heads, as if they were fishing for chubby fish in the river with branches. There is a big fountain in the middle of the river, spouting balls and columns. Many children are watching beautiful scenery or playing by the river.
When I entered my new home, I found that I had never seen many things. The refrigerator is locked, the TV is connected to the internet, and even the door is stuck. Walking to my door, I thought I heard a desk and a crib calling me. I hurried into the room and saw my desk in front of the window, with a pot of three-color cactus and a pot of deer back on it, giving people a quiet and comfortable feeling. My parents really created a good learning environment for me!
In the evening, my mother and I went out for a walk. Found that the security uncle who stood guard during the day was still there. I asked my mother, "Why is Uncle Security still here? Aren't you tired? " "No, they take turns to be on duty, and they have to patrol on duty 24 hours a day." I nodded puzzled, feeling that they were really hard!
I love my family and she will grow up with me.
6. How to write a composition Even though I have traveled all over the beautiful palace and enjoyed all the splendor, I miss my home no matter where I am.
Turn on the radio, and the wonderful singing of the family chorus ditty "Lovely Home" will flow out happily. There are four people in my family who can be a chorus with complete parts and tacit cooperation: I am a soprano who sings high notes and the main theme; My brother, the tenor, sang the second theme with me: "mezzo-soprano". Of course, my mother covered all the mezzo-soprano parts. Dad used a low bass to set off the whole chorus and make the song three-dimensional ... Everyone listened to this song recorded by themselves and exchanged smiles. As the song goes, what a harmonious and happy family this is!
My family used to be "divided". My father was short-tempered and quick-tempered, and he easily got angry. The mother is an "old dawdle", doing things slowly and nagging; My brother is a liberal and has been scattered for a long time, and he is often not found at home; I am a carefree "deer", and everything else is fine, but I am active and love to move, and I will be spoiled if I don't move. In this way, the whole family is like a piece of sand, always unable to get together, and it is impossible for Qi Xin to work together.
A week ago, the street asked our family to attend a family concert held in the county. Mom and dad agreed, and they made a rehearsal plan that night. The topic was "Lovely Home". On this day, just after dinner, my father gave us a director position. We took the initiative to form a semicircle without waiting for his command. Dad joked, "I can't see that you are quite smart." Mother said impatiently, "rehearse quickly and cut the crap!" " "Dad curled his lips and said," Wow, you are really in a hurry! All right! According to the plan, recite the lyrics first! "Dad commanded, we can freely dissolve the lyrics.
My brother sits at the door and always looks out. Hey, his heart is wild again. "Xiao Yong, Xiao Yong!" I looked outside the door, and my brother's little friend was calling him out to play. My brother looked at my dad and hesitated. Finally, he shook his head and sighed, sat up and continued to recite the lyrics.
I have a strong memory, so I memorized it soon and my limbs began to itch again. I couldn't bear it anymore, so I ran to the chair and jumped on the rubber band. "Don't jump." Mother let out a cry. I said sweetly, "Why not jump?" "It's rehearsal time, so we should observe discipline, understand?" Mom said to me seriously. I, an active "deer", had to stay on the side honestly.
The formal rehearsal has started, and the progress is ok, but the singing is always uncoordinated and everyone's expressions are unnatural. I checked the reasons, mainly because I didn't concentrate and didn't enter the scene described in the lyrics. I laugh hard, my brother is always absent-minded, and my father is about to lose his temper. My mother tugged at his skirt and whispered, "All right, all right, now pay attention to your expression and arrange it quickly." After many rehearsals, we realized that only by deeply understanding the contents of the lyrics, as sung in the lyrics, can the whole family unite and strive to make the songs harmonious. "Lovely Home" was finally rehearsed successfully.
After the county performance, everyone was very happy. "Quiet!" I let out a cry and my father, mother and brother all looked at me in surprise. I solemnly said, "I hope we can get along as well as we did in rehearsal." Hearing this, everyone looked up at the "family happiness" on the wall and mused. ...
Now, listening to the recording, I can't help looking at my relatives: the wrinkles on my father's face are less, my mother's face is smoother and my brother is much more elegant. I, on the other hand, became a carefree but well-behaved deer. What a harmonious and happy family!
Sweet and affectionate songs fill my heart: I have traveled all over the world, but I always miss my home.
7. How to write a composition about two delicious things that my family gave me with "home" as the main topic?
Home is warm and happy. Home is happy and safe. What impressed me most were two kinds of delicious food with endless aftertaste.
The first kind of delicacy is delicious dishes. Every time the last * * * of the school rings, the course of the day ends with this wonderful note. When I got home, my grandmother looked at my tired face and immediately felt distressed: "I am back. Are you tired from class? Grandma has prepared rich dishes for you. " As soon as I heard the word "dish", I was conditioned and growled disappointedly. I quickly put down my schoolbag and ran to the restaurant to wait for grandma to serve. I saw the hot jade white jade soup on the table, next to which were "nails boiled ants", "ambush on all sides" and "like pearls of all sizes poured into a plate of jade." Looking at so many delicious foods, I couldn't help drooling and swallowing them at once. Grandma looked at me and smiled with satisfaction, smiling like a blooming chrysanthemum. I ate the care of my family in the dishes and felt the warmth of home.
Grandma let me fill my stomach, but my mother let me enjoy another kind of food: books that I never tire of listening to. I have many books, science fiction, novels, fairy tales, legends and detectives. . There are all kinds. My mother and I often hold the same book and swim together in the ocean of books. Together, we learned about the splendid history and culture of China for 5,000 years, talked about the modern high-quality life and fantasized about the future world. . Books have enriched my life and my wings. I can still remember what my mother created for me. I remember once, my mother bought my beloved children's literature in the rain to satisfy my "big appetite". From then on, I was more immersed in the temple of books and loved reading more.
Two kinds of delicious food at home have brought me material enjoyment and spiritual pleasure! I love my family!
8. Write a composition on the topic of "home". For those of us who have never left home, it is impossible to understand homesick songs and homesick works.
On August 30th, I left home with my luggage for the first time. I didn't feel much before. I am glad that I can finally live a quiet life away from my parents' nagging and the noise of my brothers and sisters. However, this is not the case. After living on campus for a few days, the daily routine is like a war, and the old rules of life are disrupted. There are many inconveniences in sharing a dormitory.
But more importantly, life is boring without parents' nagging and siblings' cheerful shouts every day. Only then did I really feel how important it was for me to get home.
Although I didn't show homesickness in front of my classmates, I couldn't fool myself with my inner thoughts. Although everyone in the dormitory gets along very harmoniously and happily, the childish coquetry of siblings is irreplaceable; Although there is teacher's teaching and comfort every day, parents' nagging is a kind of beauty that natural voice can't replace. At this time, I really realized the inner pain and inferiority of those children whose families broke up until a few days ago. Compared with them, I have a happy home, and now I really appreciate its warmth.
It's easy to make it to the weekend. When the car stopped at the door, I really wanted to shout: I'm back! I can't imagine what I would do if I stood in front of my house: I would shout excitedly. Will you cry with excitement? Just between these two vague eyes, I saw my mother: she was cooking and looked up and found me, with only a faint sentence, "You are back."
But I saw excitement in her eyes. Unexpectedly, I answered "yes" surprisingly calmly.
This is the first sentence I said when I went home with my relatives. Everything is so normal and calm. "Sister, you are back!" My brother and sister came at me screaming. Although I was greeted with a smile, tears rolled around my eyes reluctantly, and I could only swallow them secretly.
After that, eat and talk. I can't show infinite homesickness in front of my parents, because parents don't want to see their daughter's weak side. I have always been the strongest child in my family.
However, people are human after all, and their inner feelings will unconsciously follow your words and deeds. During the conversation, I realized the thoughts and expectations in their words.
At noon the next day, my mother seemed to inadvertently add food. I deeply felt my mother's deep and selfless love hidden in her words and deeds, and realized that my original naivety had gone too far. The one-and-a-half-day holiday is very short, and I just want to cry when I say goodbye to my family.
I wonder if the mother who waved away would cry. But I know that home is destined to be the destination of my life. I live in a warm and happy family, with my father, mother and me.
My mother is an ordinary worker, my father is a teacher, and I am a fourth-grade primary school student. Dad's greatest hobby is reading.
He reads books almost every day. Sometimes I see it late at night. Every time I tell him to rest, he always says to watch for a while.
My mother's hobby is knitting sweaters. Every time after dinner, my father and I study, and my mother sits by and knits sweaters for me and my father, often until late at night. Like my father, I like reading very much.
I come home from school every day, and when I finish my homework, I take out my composition book and story book from the bookcase to read. Reading broadens my horizons and increases my knowledge.
Every day my father drives me to school, my mother goes to work and comes back in the afternoon. My father took me home at noon and cooked for me even though I was very tired.
Dad cares about my growth. Although he is very busy at work, he insists on helping me study every day, asking me about my study at school and educating me to respect teachers, unite with my classmates and study hard at school.
He often tells me stories about scientists and encourages me to be a person who has contributed to society like them when I grow up. Dad never dreams about clothes? Gray? Is eggplant a neon filter? Ji * Ke？ Career package? Hey? Hey? @? Media? Pancreas? Ah ⒔ Ji urn? Sometimes he will accompany me to play games and guide me to make small productions.
My mother is very concerned about my health. Every time I go to school, she will carefully check the clothes I wear. I am afraid of being hot in summer and freezing in winter. Once, I didn't have breakfast in the morning, and by noon, I was weak. My mother knew, and quickly made my favorite jiaozi.
With the care of my parents, I have thrived and made continuous progress in my studies. My parents are very happy. I also often use Sunday time to help my parents do some housework as much as I can, and seldom make them angry. Our family moved into a new building last year.
I have my own bedroom and a spacious and bright study. I am more energetic in my study.
Our laughter is often heard at home. I feel very happy living in a loving home. I love my family.
Stories at home Due to the changes of the times, computers have become a common thing in people's homes, and my family also bought a computer in line with the trend. But I didn't expect it to cause a storm.
It was peaceful at first, but after a while, every weekend, my parents and I always compete for computers. My father is always overbearing. Don't even eat breakfast when you get up, and swagger to grab the computer. My mother and I always hide. Sometimes, I really want to play computer, and I can only play secretly in the middle of the night.
So I put forward the idea of "buying another computer" many times, but my mother, frugal, never agreed. She said to her father, "Give your son some time." As soon as my mother finished speaking, my father went in one ear and out the other, as if my mother had said nothing and was holding this computer. At this time, my mother was angry, and so was I. They all said, "Let's make three rules, or else.
"Dad seems to stop and say," good.
All right.
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I immediately drafted three chapters and printed them out. The morning is my mother's, the afternoon is mine, and the evening is my father's.
Now my mother is reading books and looking for information on the Internet, my father is trading stocks on the computer, and I am playing games on the computer, becoming a master of games. Although computers are useful and fun, don't indulge in computers all day, otherwise you will lose yourself and the consequences will be unimaginable.
I love my family-my family 2005-04-2919:15:1click: 1 155 2005-3-30 I have a happy and warm family.
9. Write a composition about my family. There are three family members in my family: father, mother and me.
There are many homemade tools at home, which are the pillars of the family-father's masterpiece; When I entered the room, everything was arranged in perfect order, which was all thanks to my mother, who held up half the sky at home; I saw a certificate with a wall on it, hehe! I don't need to say that everyone must know, right? Yes, these are the elves at home-my learning achievements! Next, let me introduce my home to you! My father is a tall man with big eyes under thick eyebrows. He wears clean work clothes every day, which makes him look mighty. A pair of black leather shoes banged when he walked. Dad is a driver. He works very hard.
Although my father has never helped me with my studies, and never accompanied me to read books and review my lessons, he has been educating me to study hard. Dad gives me some pocket money every month and teaches me to form a good habit of saving money.
During holidays, my father often takes my family to climb mountains. Go to the park; My mother is a middle-aged woman. She is short and has a round face. A pair of loving eyes twinkled under the black eyebrows, which always gave people a cordial feeling.
A smile on a chubby face will produce fine wrinkles and make people feel more amiable. My mother is sincere and amiable, and is a typical wife and mother.
My mother takes pains to clean the house every day, so that everyone in the family can live a comfortable life, but she has never said that she is bitter or tired. My mother often teaches me to read and do my homework, and encourages us to challenge more difficult knowledge in order to make a difference in the future.
Although my mother encouraged me to study hard, she never forced us to study with severe punishment. Besides taking care of our daily life and guiding us to study, my mother is also particularly concerned about our health. I often think that my mother is greater than Confucius.
Take me for example, I am a smart, eccentric, clever and lovely little guy. No, it's not small, so it's a big guy I-I'm not tall, my eyes are not big, my nose is not straight, my figure is not good, and I'm not beautiful.
But I have good teeth, good appetite, good mood and good study. I often tell myself that my parents work hard and earn money for my education. I should study hard and be a lively, intelligent and filial boy. This is me.
How's it going? After listening to my introduction, you must envy me for having such a home! I think you must have a happy, happy and warm home, right? .