Hometown is the most common word, but it is full of countless unspeakable emotions. Hometown is the deepest concern in everyone's heart, and the strong homesickness is irreplaceable by anything. The following is an example of the first grade composition with the theme of nostalgia that I collected for you. I hope you like it.
The first essay on the theme of homesickness 1
In the depths of everyone's memory, there will always be a place. With our birth and growth, we will always cherish deep attachment to her. This feeling will never dissipate.
I also want to go back in my dream. In my memory, the low mud house is always so clear and lingering; In my memory, there is always a gentle rain, and everything is covered with melancholy feelings; The eaves are dripping, and the clear water drops drop little by little. Finally, they beat on the bluestone board to form small puddles.
I remember that mountain in my dream. The air in the rain is so fresh and saturated with body and mind. Mountains stand in front of us, with lush vegetation and dense flowers. The continuous drizzle evokes the clouds over the mountains, and the green hills appear and disappear in the clouds, which makes people feel that it is mysterious and beautiful, lofty and cold.
I remember the water in my dream. It is more appropriate to describe the water in one word-shallow. How shallow is the water? I remember, when I was a child, I took off my shoes and socks and played in the water. The water could only reach my ankles. How clear is the water? It is so clear that its existence can only be proved by the sparkling waves. Without this dazzling wave, fish and shrimp seem to swim in the air, and the aquatic plants are dancing with the wind. That clear water, the water that people can't love! Everyone who touches this water is always happy. They can't help but reach out their hands and let the water flow across their fingertips, and a clear feeling arises spontaneously. People's childlike innocence is finally aroused, holding a handful of water on their faces, and the world seems to be only cool. Soft water can always bring joy to people.
I remember that touch of red in my dream. That touch of fiery red camellia is swaying in the wind, so enchanting and warm. Grandma liked flowers when she was young, and this excellent gene was passed on to my father and to me. This flower was planted by grandma herself. Every New Year, this camellia always adds a lot of festive colors. Red is everywhere: couplets, new clothes, lanterns, firecrackers ... Every China native is always inseparable from red. Every time I see this red eye, I know that I am back.
this feeling is also floating in the dream. This homesickness will never die ... The first essay on the theme of homesickness 2
In my memory, there are only Guigang in summer and autumn, and there are busy streets and enthusiastic neighbors in Guigang, as well as delicious food. This winter vacation, my mother decided to take my brother and me back to Guigang to visit relatives, because we haven't been back for four years, so this trip is very important for our mother and son.
After arriving at the airport, we have to take another eight hours to get home by car. When we arrived at grandma's house, the happy expressions of mom and grandma were all written on our faces. At this moment, grandma cooked her specialty-barbecue rice without saying anything. When I ate the first bite of barbecue, I realized that the sauce in Guigang was different from that in Changsha, and the most special thing was that my grandmother finally saw our joy and happiness in the rice. When my mother married in Changsha, the most sad person was my grandmother, so every time I tasted barbecue rice, I felt that my grandmother was full of thoughts and cherish for us. This is the best barbecue rice I have ever eaten.
In Guigang, the temperature is over 3 degrees every day, so besides ice cream, watermelon and iced boiled water, the most popular one is cool coconut juice. Grandpa knew that we would feel very hot when we came to Guigang, so he got up early in the morning and rode to the vegetable market 2 kilometers away to buy fresh coconuts. My heart throbbed when he learned that grandpa had to start to buy delicious coconuts for us before the chicken crowed and the dog barked. In Guigang, my grandfather was afraid that we would be bored, so he asked us if we wanted to play a guessing game. The loser had to drink the coconut pulp with coffee. Finally, my brother lost. He drank the whole cup of coconut coffee, which of course attracted a jolly laugh.
Up to now, as long as I see the barbecue rice, I still think of the smell of the barbecue rice cooked by my grandmother. The delicious barbecue rice made me remember it when I returned to Changsha. I understand my mother's hard work, because my mother not only takes care of us, but also helps my father to look after the shop, and she can only return to her familiar hometown to visit her grandparents every four years. The three of us will never understand such a hard and difficult mood. My hometown is the most beautiful place in my heart, and its four seasons add a strong and gorgeous touch to this beauty.
In spring, I went to climb Jinlong Mountain, breathing the air with the smell of grass, enjoying the green eyes, and the leaves were thumping by the breeze, playing a vibrant spring song. The spring in my hometown is really beautiful, and its beauty is natural, true and free and easy.
Go rafting in Maoer Mountain in summer, and float down the mountain by kayak, splashing water on each other, enjoying the coolness of splashing water on your body and enjoying the beautiful scenery along the way. Although the summer in my hometown is very short, it also has a special flavor. It is like a flash in the pan, but it blooms her most beautiful and gorgeous moment.
In autumn, stroll along the plank road along the Ashe River, carefully look for the fallen leaves you like, and put them in books for collection. Autumn leaves are golden, and they are gently floating around, in a crowded world and in a beautiful hometown.
Winter is my favorite season, and it is also the most beautiful and eye-catching season in my hometown. My hometown is a veritable ice city. The world of ice and snow, which is famous all over the country, attracts many tourists. The scene in the world of ice and snow is magnificent, the shape is magnificent and the scenery is beautiful. However, the drained artificial lake in my community has become a paradise for our children. Goose-feather-like snow is falling down in succession, and the snow at the bottom of the lake is thick, soft and shining with cold silver light. We piled up snowmen in groups of three or five, and in a short time, cute snowmen were born, and we also selected the most beautiful snowman. Snowball fighting is also an essential entertainment. We are chasing each other, playing and running at the bottom of the lake, and happy laughter comes one after another. We also like to skate from the slope of the lake to the bottom of the lake. The artificial lake is like a secret base for children, full of our laughter.
Spring is warm, summer is hot, autumn is cool and winter is cold, and Acheng, my hometown, is the most beautiful place in my heart! The first essay on the theme of nostalgia 4
My hometown is in Xi 'an. In this beautiful and rich region, there are the eternal guardians of Qin soldiers and horses for thousands of years, the eternal greetings from dusk to dusk, and the indelible nostalgia of our generations of Xi' an people.
Memories of a city are bound to begin with its rich and varied flavor. In the heart of every Xi 'an people, there will be a unique pasta, which is sour and spicy, or fragrant in Wan Li, or has a long aftertaste. And a bowl full of oil sprinkled noodles just satisfies anyone's desire, whether tourists or neighbors. The golden noodles in the bowl are accompanied by golden chopped green onion splashed with hot oil, which makes people want to stop. Even if you stand a few tens of meters away, you will be attracted by this wafting fragrance, and you can't wait to pounce on it and eat it, so that you can be satisfied. In front of the mountain of noodles, friends in the south may be too much to eat, but for us northerners, this may not satisfy us. If we want to fill our stomachs with noodles, there is no doubt that we need another bowl!
nostalgia exists among people. It is quietly produced in the intimate address between people. When I was a child, there was a hale and hearty grandmother in the village. Everyone called her "Xiaowenniang". In Shaanxi dialect, "Niang" means "auntie", but this title is much more intimate than auntie. She speaks bluntly, without beating around the bush or showing mercy. Once you make any mistakes, she will point them out to the point. However, after she criticizes you, she will try to help you. This represents the straightforwardness, enthusiasm and roughness of the people inhabiting this fertile field in Guanzhong Plain.
The vast land of Guanzhong Plain is entrusted with our homesickness. There are 8 miles of Qinchuan mountains, towering buildings, Tian Zige-like farmland and jade belt-like rivers. What a beautiful sight. Why did those kings make their capital here? I think not only because of the beautiful scenery, they must have felt our strong nostalgia and realized the heroism of this gas-filled bullfight, which belongs only to us!
this is my hometown. I will never forget the lingering smell and the family affection that makes people feel like spring breeze. For many people, basically everyone will have a certain degree of hometown complex in their hearts. Deciduous leaves are not just an idiom in the final analysis. Many people are attached to their hometown to some extent. In my impression, the most lively time in my hometown is during the Spring Festival. At that time, the Spring Festival was not the same as the Spring Festival now. At that time, the Spring Festival was particularly lively. Unlike the current Spring Festival, which is so cold and cheerless, and unlike the current Spring Festival, it seems that everything is a variety of activities held for the sake of form. On the first day of the first month of the lunar calendar is the Spring Festival, and the day before the Spring Festival is New Year's Eve, which is what we call New Year's Eve.
During this period, many people have rushed home from other places to have a lively Spring Festival. For our nation, the Spring Festival is not just an ordinary festival, it embodies a lot. The family's beautiful yearning for the future life is also a great day for family reunion. Before the Spring Festival, we are basically very busy, such as sticking to the door, putting up Spring Festival couplets, keeping the New Year's Eve, and having New Year's Eve dinner. At two or three o'clock in the afternoon, people in the village began to post Spring Festival couplets and stick grilles. In my hometown, the patterns on the bed were basically not repeated. Basically, they are all prosperous colors, which are very economical and beautiful. Moreover, when pasting the word "Fu", we must paste the word "Fu" backwards, because it means that we are too blessed to paste the word "Fu" right now.
On the first day of the Lunar New Year, just before dawn, we will get up in new clothes and give them to our relatives and friends for half a year. Basically, we don't go to pay New Year greetings alone, but three or five people go in groups. Two weeks later, the Lantern Festival on the 15th of the first month is another very lively festival. The Spring Festival is really over after the Lantern Festival. At that time, the flavor of the year in my hometown will slowly disappear. But for us, for those who are in a foreign land, what will never disappear is the deep nostalgia in our hearts.