In our ordinary study, work and life, everyone must have been exposed to composition. According to the characteristics of writing propositions, composition can be divided into propositional composition and non-propositional composition. I believe many people will find the composition difficult to write. The following are the home-flavored compositions I have compiled for you. Welcome to read and collect them. The taste of home composition 1

Home is full of warmth and represents warmth. Savor it carefully, both sweet and sour. Home contains too many emotions. Home, let a group of young and old get together, love each other and help each other.

when the first ray of sunshine enters the room through the gap in the curtain, a new day begins. When I opened the door, a strong sweet smell came to my nose, which made me energetic. A bowl of thick eight-treasure porridge has been put on the dining table, steaming. The taste of breakfast carefully prepared by mother, the taste of maternal love, is the taste of home.

Listen to the ringing sound like a silver bell, which is our family's "pistachio"-the laughter from my brother. You see, he is doing exercises like his grandfather! I just laughed so hard after school that my schoolbag fell to the ground. My family is happy from ear to ear, which makes me feel extremely happy. Home is like a candy in your mouth. At this time, the taste of home is like the taste of candy, which makes me feel sweet and happy.

with the teacher's "class dismissed", the students rushed out of the classroom. My stomach began to growl, but as soon as I got out of school, I saw my father waiting for me at the school gate with a toast. I ran to my father and kept stuffing bread into my mouth, which warmed my stomach and my heart. At this time, the taste of home is like the smell of toast, warm and intimate, which makes me feel unspeakable satisfaction and happiness.

Let's talk about the occasional "bitterness" after a sweet talk. Sometimes my parents will have some small arguments, and I, a peacemaker, will immediately try to persuade them, so it's always less than three minutes before my parents get back together, which can be said as "let's make it through thick and thin".

Home is our shelter from the wind and our eternal destination. There are thousands of flavors of home. Only by tasting and experiencing with your heart can you feel all the feelings brought by home. The taste of home composition 2

Home is the blue sky, and I am the white clouds; Home is fertile soil, and I am a tender seedling; Home is the sea, and I am the fish; Home is a green tree, and I am the flower on the branch.

Every time I have dinner, I always have a "knowledge inventory" with my parents. "The basic nature of your memorization score" is what my father said. "The numerator and denominator are multiplied or divided by the same number at the same time ..." "Mom, cut the cake four times, how many pieces can you cut at most?" Three minutes later, even the ants could be heard walking by. "By the way, you can cut 14 copies." "Ha ha ha, mom, you are wrong, you can cut 15 copies!" . Look, this is our family's dinner full of knowledge and interest.

as soon as the weekend comes, our family will start a TV competition. At this time, my mother used a killer, "did you sweep the floor?" Didn't you say that I washed the dishes and you swept the floor? " Dad had to put down the remote control he picked up and sweep the floor. I took the opportunity to pick up the remote control and watch Happy Camp with my mother.

Home is the source of love. Since I was born, my father and mother have had an arduous task.

Although my father is busy at work, he always helps me with my study seriously and patiently every day. My mother is even more bitter, not only taking care of my life in every possible way, but also giving me reason when I make mistakes. What about me? Knowing that there is always deep love hidden behind strict father's loving mother, I love my parents and am determined to repay their hard work and sweat with excellent grades and simple filial piety. All this is as sweet as a peach.

think about home, think about yourself, and a happy smile is rippling. Home is like the colorful colors that the sun shines from the clouds, colorful and colorful; Home is like Bibo with fish and full of life. The taste of home is the most beautiful taste in the world. The taste of home composition 3

Every day when I get home, someone sees a hearty dinner; Some people see the serious eyes of their parents; Some people see the beautiful and gentle smiles of their parents. Let me also talk about the "scenery" when I got home.

I came home as usual that day, and my parents said to me as usual, "Hurry up and do your homework!" " I think: fortunately, there is not much homework today. I immediately faced my desk and "worked hard". Ten minutes, half an hour ... more than an hour has passed, and my stomach has begun to sing "empty city plan", but I still sit motionless at my desk and concentrate on it. Finally, I have finished all my homework. I shouted, "Finally finished my homework!"

My parents were very happy to hear this, and for the first time, they said, "You were so conscious today that you finished your homework early in the morning. Let's go out to eat to reward you." I was ecstatic, and the happy drums in my heart suddenly escalated into a happy symphony. We walked out of the house happily, as if there was a wind under our feet, and we walked fast and vigorously. We went to my favorite restaurant. After dinner, we went to the supermarket and bought many daily necessities and some delicious snacks.

On my way home, I asked my mother quietly, "Why are you so kind to me today?" Mother smiled smiling eyes like the quiet crescent moon and said gently, "Hao Hao, we have always been very good to you." It's just that you are not conscious enough at ordinary times, so we are so strict. If you want to manage yourself, of course we are willing to give you freedom and let you go. "

I nodded thoughtfully. It turns out that the taste of home is determined by my performance. When I am conscious, the taste of home is sweet; When I make trouble, the taste of home is bitter; When you are in conflict with your parents, the taste of home is sour; When criticized, the taste of home is spicy. The taste of home composition 4

Home is the warmest place for people to feel and our final destination. The smell of home is always there, and we need to observe it carefully and appreciate it carefully. Even an argument or a light in the middle of the night is the smell of happiness.

after junior high school, I went home later at night, and there was a little fog outside the window when I got up in the morning. Maybe it was a gift in the morning. "Oh," I got up in the morning and stretched myself, feeling particularly happy, thinking: Why hasn't my mother called me yet? It's great. I woke up naturally when I slept. Rub your sleepy eyes and look at them. Shit! It's 6: 4, and I'm looking at my whole body. I haven't washed it, changed my school uniform, and even my hair looks like a ghost. In an instant, the happiness index just dropped to zero. Mom hurriedly ran out and said, "I clearly set the alarm clock last night, but I didn't know it didn't go off." I'm in no mood to answer. Everything that used to take half an hour is done in five minutes. I was packing my schoolbag when my mother came up to me and said, "Don't go until you have breakfast. If you don't eat, you will be hungry." I was dissatisfied with my mother's failure to wake me up in time, and now she's nagging me again. I can't help complaining: "I'm going to be late. You don't understand!" " Mother didn't speak and walked away silently. In my spare time at school, I think carefully that it is not all my mother's responsibility, but also a sense of guilt, which has failed my mother's heart and tasted home for the first time.

Once again, after class at night, I didn't know the English text by heart. After I got home and recited the text, I was sleepy. After I packed my textbooks in a hurry, I fell asleep. The next morning, it happened to be English morning reading, and the memory photos of last night were played back in my mind. Oh, no! The English book is on the desk. I think I will be criticized again later, and I am very depressed. I didn't open my schoolbag until the group leader came to urge me to hand in my homework quickly, but I found an unexpected surprise. The English book was lying in it. But I obviously put it on the desk, right? I thought about it before I understood the answer. The desk lamp that is always on in my mother's room at night is bright for me. This time, I savored the taste of home.

at the moment, I feel that the taste of happiness must have the taste of home. The taste of home composition 5

Home has a taste, which can be smelled with the nose and tasted with the mouth. Often these flavors may be the most beautiful ones left in your memory.

My home is full of flowers and the fragrance of nature. When I get up every day, I can smell flowers and grass, which makes me unable to help but take two more breaths. As soon as I get home and open the door, the unspeakable fragrance comes to my nose, which is very strange: once I smell it, I can make your troubles disappear; As soon as you smell it, your anxiety and anxiety will calm down ... It is not as pungent as perfume, but it smells natural.

My home is full of rice fragrance. After brushing your teeth and washing your face every day, you can smell the tempting rice fragrance, which tempts me and makes me unable to stop eating it. My mother always said to me, "Eat slowly, eat slowly." As soon as I finish my homework, the familiar smell wafts into my nose again, and I will run to the dining table and wait. Whenever the taste is in my mouth, I think: My mother runs back and forth in the market every day just to let me eat my favorite food. Maybe this is the taste of home.

My home is also full of sweetness. Every night, everyone sits on the sofa and talks about the interesting things they encounter every day, hugs together, talks about today's harvest together, and talks about tomorrow's goals. This feeling is sweet! My home is bitter and spicy, and there are always such a few days every month. By the time I failed in the monthly exam, the family had an argument; When I let my father go on a business trip for too long, my mother and my father also had an argument. But our family will also work together for a common goal, not afraid of hardship and fatigue.

this may be the taste of home. Sometimes a family is happy and sometimes there will be some disputes, but these are all familiar smells and the most beautiful smells in your memory. The taste of home composition 6

Everyone has a home, but the taste of home is different. Some homes are happy, some are happy, some are unfortunate, and some are incompatible. My home is a happy home, a thermos cup for my sister and me, which makes us feel warm all the time. Home is more than just a house. The warmth and harmony at home taught me to be generous. So home is more like a classroom. This is my home and the theme of my diary tonight.

Harmony in the family depends on my mother's gentleness, my father's kindness, my grandmother's diligence, my grandfather's ability, my cheerfulness and my sister's liveliness. My home is like a piece of white cloth, free from any dirt. She, purifying my heart record, taught me humility and courtesy. Therefore, I get along well with anyone.

The laughter at home taught me to be optimistic. Laughter at home is always continuous. That's because I'm telling interesting stories about my school, my parents are talking about the success of my career, and my grandparents are sharing our joy. My home is like an elegant melody, without any noise. She, edifying my sentiment, taught me to laugh at life. So, whenever, I always smile. Helping each other at home taught me to be helpful. As the saying goes, "Every family has its own problems." In family life, it is inevitable to encounter small troubles, but I have never seen my family upset. My home is like a pool of fresh spring water, which can't be mixed with any pollutants. She enlightened my mind and taught me a warm heart.

My home is not only a house, but also a cradle for my growth, a garden for playing, a classroom for learning and a hotbed for my happiness! The taste of home composition 7

Is the taste sour orange juice, sweet milk tea, bitter coffee or cool mint? No, the smell is a window in everyone's heart, a thing around everyone, and a touch from everyone. There is a kind of taste that is frequent in the world but not discovered by people. He has overshadowed the taste of life, and that is the taste of falling in love.

Parents' love for their children is coffee and milk tea, followed by pleasant sweetness.

When you were young, you would coquetry in your parents' arms, asking for toys and clothes, while your parents would squint and kiss your forehead. Have you ever understood that behind your play is your parents' knowing smile, which is a sweet taste? When you enter school, you always complain about your busy homework and your parents' nagging, and your parents always take pains to tell you every simple and difficult question. The texts of the same grade are recited backwards. Although you have to read the reference books that you will never finish and make the simulation papers that you will never finish, have you ever seen the tears of your parents' distress behind your complaints? It is a bitter taste.

In the flower season, you always do what you think is right by your temper, don't take the advice from your parents, and often leave a sentence: My business is none of your business. Then walk away coolly. Have you ever understood that behind you turn around and leave is the helpless sadness of your parents, which is a astringent taste?

You have forgotten the sweetness of childhood, the bitterness of entering school and the astringency of flower season, but you will understand the tears that your parents shed behind you, and you will feel that the bitterness of your parents is followed by sweetness, and that taste is falling in love.

this smell is not felt at once, it needs to be experienced slowly; This taste is not monotonous, it is colorful; This taste is not ordinary, it is noble; This taste is not instantaneous, it is eternal. Its greatest feature is aftertaste, which will accompany you all your life and give you endless strength.

remember, that's the taste of falling in love! The taste of home composition 8

As the saying goes, "Golden nests and silver nests are not as good as our own grass nests". Although my family is not very rich, sometimes my life is still very poor, but it is full of love, warmth and harmony all the year round. It's not. School starts again years later. Although the tuition fees for various subjects (Chinese, math and foreign languages alone, the tuition fees are as high as about 2xx yuan), almost all of my parents' monthly salary is used to pay my tuition fees. However, they did not hesitate to study for me. In order not to have a meal of beans and miscellaneous noodles, my parents began to work overtime every day after the new year, and my mother almost got sick. Despite the poor living conditions at home, I still feel that my home is full of care, warmth and harmony. During the Chinese New Year, the whole world celebrates, and everyone sets off firecrackers and watches the "Spring Festival Evening".

Our family is no exception. We sit together for the New Year's Eve dinner, with delicious food on the table. I had a brainwave and thought of the game of couplets. My mother was the examiner of this game, only to see that she solemnly cleared her throat and asked in Wang Xiaoya's tone: "Please listen to the question! Please say the horizontal criticism of the following couplets. The first line is' 2345' and the second line is' 6789'. Please answer! " As soon as my mother's voice fell, my brother and I scrambled to raise our hands. I shouted, "One is short of ten"! The first time, I took the lead. The second time, my mother asked me to make a couplet with my brother. My brother said the first couplet: "Flowers bloom in spring, dreams fly in the blue sky". I thought about it and made a couplet: "Leaves fall in autumn, and love returns to the green land".

So I proudly said, "What's up? I also have the talent to be a writer! Everyone couldn't help laughing. At the moment, the family is filled with festive celebrations. After spending the New Year at home, I deeply feel the warmth, harmony and joy of my family. The taste of home is really good! The taste of home composition 9

People often say that life is always full of five flavors. I can also appreciate the various flavors of life in my home. If you don't believe me, I'll show you.