Warm home composition 1 seems to be yesterday. There seem to be small raindrops in the wind. It just poked its head out of bed and opened its hazy eyes. I sat in the window, holding the warm aulacese in my hand, and the faint fragrance melted into long thoughts, which warmed my heart for a while, and my eyes looked at the winding front for a while, and the mountains and rivers were complicated. This is the way home.
Go back to your warm arms and feel its breath and heartbeat. The sun always came to the window early, patted my ass and got up lazily. My mother cooked breakfast, and the smell filled the kitchen all morning. I turned on my mobile phone, played a music, and my mood drifted in the morning light. I sat down and savored the taste of breakfast.
On a sunny day, we met warmly, bathed in warm sunshine, and the family walked in a quiet afternoon. The sun is leading the way, and the three shadows behind are whispering. Dad always walks fast in front, and my mother and I follow closely behind. Sitting on the stone bench in the park, my mother said that she likes the time when the family is together.
The sky is overcast from time to time, as if it will never clear up again, and the quiet light rain adds to the irritability. My parents' nagging was introduced into my ears endlessly. I fight in endless silence. Night came quietly, and I could hear the clock ticking. The nagging is still ringing in my ears. I understand that this is actually what my parents have always cared about.
The new year is approaching step by step, and the festive atmosphere is coming. There are lanterns hanging in front of the door, couplets on the door, and new clothes at home. On the day of reunion, the family ate the New Year's Eve dinner and watched the Spring Festival Gala, and they were all intoxicated with wine. The window is full of fireworks, and on sleepless nights, I hear the New Year's bell ring happily.
Time has returned to this moment, reminding me that when I leave home, the bits and pieces of my family emerge in front of me. My father's figure, my mother's nagging and the warmth of my home are always remembered in my heart with a warm current. The rain stopped, the wind blew away my notebook, and I wrote it down one by one, Dad, Mom, I love you.
Warm Home Composition 2 It's late at night, the birds have stopped singing, the leaves have stopped shaking, the lights in the school apartment have already gone out, and everything is quiet.
I'm in bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. I have been away from home for more than a month. Trying to go home during the National Day holiday backfired. I'm still at school, afraid that going home will add more burden to my parents.
Although the social economy is developing rapidly now, the income of peasant families is still limited. On barren land, there are no rare specialties, but ordinary crops can grow. And how much can they get back? Can only maintain a simple life. Not many landed on land. Raise some poultry and livestock, but the market is limited and the price is self-evident. The situation at home is getting worse every day, so my father has to work odd jobs outside for a long time to earn a little money.
Income is ostentatious, but expenditure is often bad for you. Grandparents can take care of themselves at present, but my sister and I, two middle school students, often make my parents rack their brains. Once-a-semester book tuition and weekly living expenses often make the already difficult life at home more difficult. Pick someone up! Expenditure! Two fatal contradictions.
What a sweet word home is. Our family is very poor and always faces economic crisis, but our family is very warm-although there is no high-end furniture or gorgeous clothes at home. A father's success, a mother's harvest and a sister's excellent performance will make our poor family full of happy atmosphere.
Jane Eyre did not say, "I am poor, humble and not beautiful." But when our souls arrive in heaven, they are all the same. "
I believe that poverty is not eternal.
The night is getting deeper and deeper, and I am thinking of the warmth of home in my heart and gradually falling asleep.
As the saying goes, home is the harbor of love, the fragrance of flowers and the root of leaves. But my home is different. It is a loving home, but full of "lies".
Suddenly, the stars have been replaced by clouds, and the bright moonlight has gradually disappeared. The night of Nuoda came to an end, like a scene, the sky suddenly flashed with brilliance, and the clouds on the horizon have turned orange and red, still rushing.
The rising sun, the first breath of the morning shines into the room through the glass, like cicada's eyelashes moving slightly, a pair of confused eyes passing through the room, and the hazy sight immediately turns to the clothes next to him.
When everything was ready, it was already half past eight. I put on my slippers and stretched myself. Yu Guang drifted to the plain calendar in the corner and reached over a page. My mouth can't help but evoke a radian. That's a bright smile. Open the cupboard and take out a disguised courier, then sneak downstairs quickly and tiptoe through the kitchen until the door. Like a ghost, I put the box in the express bucket at the door, closed the door gently and rang the doorbell. There was a bright tinkling sound in the corridor. Soon, my mother in the kitchen came out, looked at me doubtfully and said, "When did you go?" My brow is a little wrinkled and I look a little lonely. But I still opened the door to retrieve the courier, only to see her muttering, "Are all couriers delivered so early?" Suddenly, there was a bright light in the corner of her eye. She deliberately pressed the power button of her mobile phone and exclaimed, "Your score is 86 points." Obviously, in the end, this is full of accusations. My eyes were full of surprise and discomfort, but before I could enjoy this feeling, a burst of laughter came into my ears. In an instant, I can see it at a glance and gnash my teeth and say, "Lie to me!" " "Mom still couldn't help laughing:" Haha, today is April Fool's Day. Don't you dare lie to me, your mother is not that stupid! ""I said helplessly, mom, give me some face! "
Soon, laughter echoed in this room, warm and interesting.
Now this laughter is still lingering in my heart, and the warm current is self-evident.
Warm Home Composition 4 I have a warm home, including my father, mother, brother and me. We live together every day and have a good time.
At seven o'clock in the morning, my father got up to cook and let me sleep with my mother and brother for a few more minutes. Father will wake us up after dinner and let us eat. Our family sat at the dinner table, chatting and having a "reunion dinner".
We arrived at the store in the morning, my mother took my brother to kindergarten, and my father watched the door. When I came back from kindergarten, my mother supervised my homework. As long as I have questions I don't understand, I will ask my mother to teach me. If mom can't understand, I'll let dad think with us. As long as someone comes up with it, I'll teach me to write the questions.
In the evening, we closed the stall, my mother took my brother back from kindergarten, and my father drove our family back. When I got home, my mother cooked, and my father and I played a few games of gobang from time to time to let my brother watch TV. I won every time I played chess, and I was very happy. Sometimes, my father plays with his mobile phone and lets me and my brother play while watching TV on the sofa. The most common thing is that my brother and I video chat with grandparents on our mobile phones and ask them if they have finished eating and what they have eaten, so that my brother can perform what he did in kindergarten today. Grandma often applauds him and says from time to time, "That's nice." The family is round and happy.
This is my family. My family lives a full life every day. I love my family. I am honored to be born in this family, because she is a happy, warm and complete family.
My home is a warm home. Although home is not gorgeous, it is also a warm harbor for life. Heart anchored at home, home is the harbor of love, berthing is the ship of life, the ship is warm and harmonious, and love holds up a blue sky. ...
In the harbor of love, there is always warmth. In the morning, the family went their separate ways and met at night, so dinner time is particularly precious. At dinner, the family spoke freely. My parents told me what I saw and heard during the day, and I reported on my study during the day. I sometimes get red in the face with a joke, and I can't eat with my stomach covered. Sometimes people will express their opinions for a public opinion. When there are differences, an exciting war of words is inevitable. At that time, my face was flushed at the dinner table, and it was difficult to tell the winner. Sometimes because of being praised, my mother will pick up a sparerib and put it in my mouth to encourage me. When I did something wrong, my mother ignored me and praised me. I think today's meal is terrible. Once, at dinner, I told my mother. I was praised by my teacher at school. My mother's eyes lit up and she cried happily. "Is that true? Well, that's good. You must continue to work hard! " Say that finish, I picked up a sparerib and stuffed it in my mouth. A flower smiles on my face. I smiled shyly and was elated. Another time, I told my father that I didn't do well in the exam. My father's face immediately turned from sunny to cloudy and glared at me. Scared me out of breath. I just want to finish eating quickly and avoid dad's eyes quickly.
When the sun goes down and Cai Yun takes back her bright smile, we will sail the boat of life into the harbor of love. Let the mind wandering outside for a day not be empty and lonely.
When today's hard ice melts, the ship of life will set sail again. With this kind of love, we spend the spring and autumn in the harbor at our doorstep. With this kind of love, I will ride the wind and waves, and my home will always be warm.
Warm Home Composition 6 I have a warm home. My family members are my father, mother, sister, brother and me. My family members are quiet and introverted. Some of them are lively and interesting. Now I will introduce them one by one!
Hard-working dad, like hard-working ants, goes out early and comes back late every day to make money for our study. It's really hard! His interest is eating all kinds of things. As soon as he hears and sees them, he will find time to try them. On holidays, he often takes us to eat all over the streets. I am really lucky to have such a father!
Tired mother, like a spinning top, must get up early every morning, make breakfast for us, clean the house, send us to school and buy food. She is the "king of vegetables" and everyone comes. She said: "Vegetables are indispensable in catering. If you want to be healthy, you must eat more vegetables. I am very moved by my mother's hard work. I can't forget her nagging. I also thank my mother for everything she has done for me. I will share some housework in the future. I hope your body is relaxed.
Quiet and introverted sister, like a gentle little sheep, is interested in reading and painting, and her favorite is to spoil her father. My sister likes to eat snacks, and all she can think about is what sweets and biscuits to eat in the future. As a result, when it's time to eat, I often can't eat. No wonder I look weak.
Naughty brother is like an active monkey, climbing high, climbing low and jumping around. No wonder he often gets hurt, but sometimes he shares his things. I think it's quite good! My younger brother is also the "king of fruits", and all kinds of fruits are welcome, especially the juicy and sweet ones. No wonder he has been full of energy and super active!
I am very happy and have a warm home. It is the most important pillar in my heart, and I will cherish it.
Warm Family Composition 7 Whenever I see others have a complete and happy home, a feeling of envy and envy arises spontaneously. And my home is a good home, and my father is dead. Two sisters live with their mother. On the journey of life, it is difficult to change step by step, step by step. However, since I stepped into the life world of boarding students in Jizhai Township School, my life has changed, my original depression has become lively and cheerful, and I am full of hope for life, which has given me confidence and raised the sail of life.
In order to make our boarders eat well, sleep well and read well, school leaders try their best to improve our living conditions from hardware. The overall maintenance of boarding houses, we provide straw mats, tooth cups, washbasins, clothes brushes, clothes pegs, soap and even needles and drills free of charge, which are all considered as daily medicines. Also specially assigned a responsible teacher to manage us, guide us and live with us. How many stormy nights the administrators and teachers closed the curtains for us, and how many sunny days turned the quilt for us. In the days of getting along with each other, our happy and beautiful sunshine is unforgettable. The training of daily life skills has taught me things that I can't learn from books, such as the skills of folding quilts, the standardized placement of articles, the restraint of collective discipline and the formation of sanitary habits. The unity and friendship between roommates brings endless fun. Extracurricular interest group activities are colorful, such as computer training, art and music interest group activities, which make our campus life colorful and interesting.
In addition to caring for and guiding us in life, administrators and teachers also take care of me regularly for our dormitory and restaurant. I deeply realize that the dormitory is my warm home. The feeling of home is really great.
I don't need a key to go home. I like to ring the doorbell gently, listen to the voice of "Ding Dong Ding Dong", and listen to my mother say "coming" while coming to me in a hurry.
As soon as I entered the door, I asked about the pungent smell, and my mother went back to the kitchen to continue cooking. I saw my mother wash the cut fish and put it aside, then cut some onions and Jiang Mo for later use. Start cooking fish. My mother first took out a large iron pot and put it on the gas stove, and then lit the gas with a bang, only to see the blue flame jump straight up. Then my mother poured a little oil into the pot, and soon the oil became hot and began to smoke. My mother quickly put the cut Jiang Mo into the pot and sprinkled some salt. I asked strangely, "Mom, why did you put salt so early?" Prevent fish from sticking to the pot. "Mom said with a smile, gently put the fish into the pot together with the fish tail. Suddenly, the pan creaked and oil splashed everywhere. My mother quickly turned off the fire and stepped back. I was so scared that I hid behind my mother. A few minutes later, my mother approached the gas stove carefully, picked up a shovel and gently turned the fish over. Mom smiled and said, "Fortunately, the fish's tail didn't fall off. "I saw the fish skin being blown golden. After a while, my mother poured a little yellow wine into the pot, added water, added some seasonings such as soy sauce, sugar and salt, then covered the pot and increased the fire. After about ten minutes, the room smelled of fish, and I couldn't help saying, "Ah! It smells delicious. After a while, I went to my room to do my homework. Where is my father? He worked on the computer, and soon his mother shouted, "Come and eat, lazy cat, or the food will get cold!" " "Dad came out from the computer room, and I also came out from the ocean of books. Dad smiled and said to his mother, "mom, you have worked hard!" " "
At nine o'clock, after a shower, everything quieted down and I fell asleep.
Warm Home Composition 9 "Home is a warm harbor" I believe everyone has heard of it. But this is a well-known sentence, and how many people have personally experienced the collapse, pain and torture without a family? On that day, I really had a "personal experience".
Heaven, is it blue sky, ground or soft ground? But I came to this place for no reason. What happened? My mind is full of question marks. But at this moment, I happened to find that it seems a bit like the yard of my community! But the surrounding high-rise buildings have become "small short buildings". Although they are somewhat similar, they are mostly different. "Hurry upstairs, my home should still be there." I think. But I just walked into the building, only to find: "Why are the doors here like this!" " "A steel door cut me off from my home. I tried knocking at the door, but there was no response, no response, no response. ...
The sun is still shining brightly, but home is gone. I'm a little scared, a little uneasy, and even more anxious and impatient at home. I was so nervous and scared that I wanted to shout, "Mom and Dad, I want to go home ..." At this moment, I suddenly went back to bed. "It turned out to be a dream ..." At this time, my grandmother ran to my side and said, "What's the matter? Why are you screaming? " "No." I said. "Then why did I hear you call mom and dad just now? Do you miss your mother? " "This, that ..." I'm a little shy. I didn't expect what I just said in my dream to come out in reality.
From that day on, I had a new understanding of home. Home is not those cold cement clods, but a place where people live. No matter how gorgeous the villa is, it is just a pile of flashy garbage without a family. It is not the cement clods that can give people warmth, but the care and care of family members. So, in the final analysis, home is our "safe haven". No matter how big the "sea" storm is, returning to our warm little home can give us warmth and rejuvenate our moist hearts.
Home, sweet home.
Warm Home Composition 10 In my impression, home is full of harmony, warmth and happiness!
"Clothes should be here, the cup should be here, I have told you eight hundred times, you still put it wrong. Also, the book should be in ... "The nagging mother said again. Alas! My mother is only 36 years old this year. I don't know why, but she is very talkative. Once, when my father was cooking, my mother saw it and said angrily, "What are you doing? Who are you cooking for? No oil, add some water and pepper. Too much vinegar will kill you. " In this way, in my mother's words, I nag 800 times a day and I'm not tired at all. To use an idiom, she is really "chattering".
Once, when we were eating, my father, who loves reading, said, "Eat quickly, hurry up, listen to me, hurry up, I'll go first." "Your father is true. He told us to listen before we finished eating. Besides, who likes to listen to him read? " "Hurry up, hurry up." Dad's voice came from the study again. Another time, I saw my dad always rush to the bathroom and go back in a few seconds. Later, I learned that my dad changed books for the bathroom! Look, is my dad funny?
I like eating snacks. I like to eat almost all snacks. Once, my mother asked someone to bring some special products from Yunnan, and I saw them. I took them away quietly and ate them secretly When my mother found out, she gave me a good lesson. Another time, my mother gave me a box of dried instant noodles, saying it was my snack for a month, but I forgot my mother's words as soon as I ate it, and I ate up a whole box in five or six days. My mother was not only angry, but also punished me for not eating snacks for a month.
My home is very interesting! A nagging mother, a reading father, and I love snacks. My home is also harmonious and warm. I love my home!
Warm home composition 1 1 home, what is it? Mother said, "Home is the fruit of workers." Dad said, "Home is a warm little world." But I said foolishly, "home is not a place to eat, drink and be merry." The three of us are talking about this and that.
I love my family, because there are mobile phones and computers to attract my attention, and the dazzling light under the desk lamp shines in front of my knowledgeable and respectful desk. There are also my mother who tells me stories every night, my father who loves me more and more, my grandmother who cooks three meals a day, and my grandfather who gives me a warm smile when I am unhappy.
I love my family, because whenever I encounter difficulties, my parents will help me at the first time; Whenever I fail in the exam, grandpa will put on reading glasses and dry my tears to comfort me; Whenever I am happy, grandma will brand a bright smile in my mind.
I love my family. Whenever I come back from school, there will be delicious food on the table. Once, I was sick, and the whole family was so nervous that they shed tears. They looked at me and said, "Baby, don't scare me!" " "
I love my family, a happy and warm family! I love my home, a home full of laughter, I love my home, a home that I rely on like a mountain! Never fall, just stand forever!
This is my shelter! With a one-year-old past, I am thinking about my future home!
In short, I love my family! I'm not so stupid anymore. I just know that "home is a place to eat, drink and be merry!" " "I also know that home is so beautiful! How warm it is!
Warm home composition 12 The warmth of home makes me unforgettable. But at this time, for my future, I have to leave home to study here. I have to bury my thoughts deeply in my heart and write them in my diary. I will only go back to my hometown in my sleep, and Jinan, the hometown of "every spring has flowers", can only be seen in my dreams, and every grass and tree is so clear.
When you are young, you can say that you have to study far away from home. At this time, the feeling of home …
Home is the place that every wanderer misses day and night, and it is their eternal home. When you are lonely, call home, tell your parents about your life, say hello to your parents, say hello to your parents.
Home is the shelter in everyone's heart and the post station of the soul. When you are in trouble, you will think of home first, its care and care, and when you are happy, you will think of home first. It is home that gives you a sound body and lets your beautiful mind do whatever it wants at a certain moment.
Horses cling to the vast grassland, flowers worship the bright spring, and stars can't give up the depth of the night sky ... I always think about the warmth of home. At this time, the feeling of home ...
Home is a paradise for one's life, the source of one's happiness and the head of frustration. Parents' encouragement comes from the other end of the long telephone line. "Don't lose heart, we will be satisfied with your daughter." I cried. Silence, when you are accidentally sick, you will hear your parents' anxious voice on the phone.
Home is a cold drink in hot summer, which makes you feel cool under the scorching sun. ...
Home is a pot of charcoal fire in winter, which makes you feel warm in the cold. ...
Home is a cup of fragrant tea on a sleepy night, which makes you feel refreshed in sleepiness. ...
Fifteen years passed quickly, and my family accompanied me for fifteen years.
"People are not vegetation, who can be ruthless", having a home is more important than anything else, and home will make you feel the true meaning of life! Let you feel infinite happiness and care, encourage you when you need help, and comfort you when you encounter difficulties. Let's cherish this warm home together and cherish the warmth of home. Home is the most important thing for you. ...
Warm Home Composition 13 Home is a warm harbor, and home is a mood post. When I opened the door of my childhood, the picture came into view.
When I was a child, my parents and I lived in a big yard. My mother likes flowers and plants very much, so there are many flowers and plants in the yard. My mother keeps them in order. In front of the yard is a circular arch made of Shi Zhuan, and on both sides of the door is a vegetable field with a lot of corn planted in it. There is also a big tree in the yard, under which I enjoy the cool every summer.
In the evening, the slight wind blows across my face, and the leaves of the big trees flutter with the wind, giving people a comfortable feeling. I lay in a rocking chair, looking up at the sky, waiting for the stars to appear. Gradually, night fell and the stars came out. The dark blue sky is so charming. There are stars hanging in the sky. They give the world the most peaceful scenery with their unique beauty. Let me indulge in beautiful reverie, I slowly closed my eyes and fell asleep in the arms of the starry sky. My mother saw it and was afraid that I would catch cold. She took my blanket and gently covered it for me. When everything is finished, my mother can rest assured.
In the morning, the color of the sky is dreamy by the rising sun. The first thing I saw when I woke up was my mother's busy back, and a hearty breakfast was already on the table. After my mother finished her work, she sat down and put the dishes in my bowl: "Eat more, so that you can have nutrition." I imitate my mother and put vegetables in her bowl. Mother smiled with relief: "I didn't grow up much, but I learned a lot." When I am doing my homework on my desk, my mother will come and help me turn on the lamp, so I will light a mosquito-repellent incense for fear that mosquitoes will bite me. My mother has been thinking about me. I love my home, no matter where I live, as long as my parents are there, that is my home. My home is warm, my home is warm, and my home is full of happiness.
Warm Home Composition 14 When I came home from school, it was already brightly lit outside. Dragging my tired body, I struggled up the seemingly endless stairs.
Finally, I saw the "end" and took out the key, but the door opened "automatically". He leaned out his father's head from the inside and said with a smile:
"My dear son, you finally came back. What did dad buy you? "
"What?" I asked listlessly.
Before my father could say anything, I saw the egg tart on the table. In normal times, I would jump on it and eat it immediately, but at this moment, the exam has made me lose interest.
"Son, come back!" That familiar voice, which I have heard countless times, came from the kitchen. Mom added: "Eat the egg tart, it's still hot!" " I slowly held the egg tart in my hand and took a bite. The egg tart at this time not only contains sweetness, but also contains some bitterness.
The day before yesterday, my father flew into a rage because I got 79 points in the math exam. I also blame myself: why? I worked as hard as others for two months, and this is the result?
Before you know it, the egg tart was destroyed. I walked to the desk. ...
But there is a letter on the desk. The envelope says: A letter from mom and dad to their son. Curious, I opened the seal and thought: What are my parents going to do? One sentence after another came into view: "son, mom and dad know that you are unhappy these days." You must be blaming yourself: why? Did I try my best? But did you really try your best? Did you really listen carefully? Have you really memorized every knowledge point? ..... Mom and Dad know that you are not stupid but lack efforts ... Son, silence is a kind of tolerance and an ability. Son, you must remember that mom and dad really love you! "
Two pieces of paper made me feel the love of my parents and filled the whole house with warmth.
At this moment, my whole body is exhausted, because I have a warm home full of love.
Warm Home Composition 15 I have a very warm home, with my parents and me.
My mother is an all-round teacher. She is tall and thin, with eyes like crystal grapes and a small nose. As soon as my mother goes out, people will praise my mother for her beauty. But my mother always said: "I am not the most beautiful, there are more beautiful than me in the world!" " After all, she is a teacher, so of course there will be students! The students my mother teaches love learning, of course, because my mother teaches well!
All right! Mom has introduced it, and now it's time to introduce dad. My father is also a teacher, but a math teacher, slightly worse than my mother. He is tall and fat, with short hair and big ears. My father's Chinese is also very good, but math is much better than Chinese, but English is a little worse. Every time I go home, I will have one or two math problems, and I will ask my parents to explain them to me until I understand them.
Mom and dad have already introduced me. It's time to introduce me. I am only ten years old, so I am a pupil. I'm in the fourth grade of primary school, and I got good grades in Chinese. I like English best, so my English score is also the best; My second favorite is math, but my math scores are also quite good; What I don't like most is Chinese, because Chinese is the most difficult and I have to write a composition. What a bother! Because I don't like learning Chinese, and I don't like being treated as a document, so Chinese is a bit poor. But now I like Chinese gradually, and I like reading compositions. Of course, my Chinese scores have also improved. Now, every teacher and classmate likes me very much and makes friends with me! Sure, I'd love to!
Ok, the introduction is over! This is my warm home. Do you have a home? Who is at home? What is it like? Let's introduce it!