In life, work and study, we are more or less exposed to the composition, right? Composition is composed of words, through the consideration of the human mind, through the organization of language to express the meaning of a theme of the genre. Do you know how to write a good essay? Here is my help to organize the warm home essay, I hope it will help you.
Warm Home Essay 1Home is a special place, there are people you trust most; there is your most free space; is the most warm and lovely place. And it was after I left home that I really felt this.
Just into junior high school that year, my parents will be arranged in a teacher's home, the original since leaving home is another world, no parental discipline, no trivial chores, no ......, everything will be so good, but the first day of residential life, to dinner time, a group of people who are not familiar with them, and they eat with them! There is no warmth and happiness before dinner with parents. At once, a sense of loss surged to the heart ...... evening, homesickness once again, usually at home in a scene of ordinary scenes one by one flashed in the mind, the original ordinary in this is actually such as than the happy picture, I can not help but sigh: "It's good to have a home!"
Not only me, many people or perhaps I should say that most people will have such as this or that kind of complaints about the home, will not realize how much they love the home, but also will not realize how much they love the people in the home, "only because of the body in the heart of this".
Only when you leave home can you really appreciate the feeling of homesickness, which is a warm place.
Soon 2 years have passed, just boarding the kind of life has faded, but every night after the lights out, when you are sick ...... will go to think of the taste of home, I think, I am too eager to have the warmth of home!
Warm home essay 2Hello everyone, I am a cute little bird, I only represent the birds to humans. I was originally living in a birds and flowers, lush foliage environment, but in a night I was sleeping, a gunshot broke the tranquility of the night, and from then on harmed us homeless, thousands of birds, have suffered and I have the same painful fate.
Every day, as long as we hear the sound of footsteps, we will be scared, thinking that someone wants to catch us; a hear the sound of gunfire, our little heart will "flutter flutter flutter" jumped non-stop, because we do not know when the bullets will be penetrated into our chest, to put us to death. The life we lived every day was like hell, and we suffered a lot. Even our only home, the tree, was chopped away by the sharp axe. We don't know what to do but to flee, but wherever we flee, the sound of gunfire follows and the trees fall there. In recent years, I don't know how many birds have died and how many trees have fallen, and people are using the chopped down trees to build furniture and houses....... Life is tasty, but the stupid human beings don't realize that natural disasters are also increasing: mudslides, typhoons, floods, earthquakes... ...I can't help but have a bitter smile. Humans ah, you slash and burn, not only hurt our homes, but also hurt your own home, what is the pain?
For the sake of our birds and your own homes and safety, we have to make a loud appeal: ah human beings! Put down the axe and gun in your hands, and change us and your own a warm home!
Warm Home Essay 3Whenever it's winter, it's cold outside, but the house is hot as hell, and whenever you open the door, a wave of heat meets your face, so that you can't breathe, your glasses start to blur, and standing in the doorway, there's always that one person who will say, "Son, you're back." All you have to do is answer softly, and he'll be overwhelmed. Mom came out of the bedroom, open that hazy eyes, you just need to stand in the doorway, wait until the glasses return to the original shape, let him help you to unravel the scarf 。。。。。。 Layer after layer, changed slippers, walked to the kitchen, a fragrant smell of rice to meet, you that is the mood as if Columbus found a new continent, eat, drink, and then began to study.
However, you have not thought about, dad cooking, brushing the dishes, mom washing clothes and wiping the floor, you are not clean in school, not moving on the uniform on the dirty things, mom for you to wash the time, the hand is tired and swollen, you have not thought about, dad came home to cook, and wait for you, it is easy to lie down on the sofa to fall asleep, the damn window whirring, have not thought about the dad dragging tired body to give you the meal again, and the father is not a good idea. body to the meal and then give you hot, have you ever thought of, Dad sat in front of the computer every day, a sit is a day, the night also with you "light the lamp to boil oil", hard fighting to three, you are noisy every day tired ah tired, and did not think about it, who is more tired than you are tired, it's time to study well, it's time to be quiet mind, and the "adults say your words, you are not a good person. "Adults say your words, why do you not listen to it, this baby, as if the brain is missing a string it." The "nagging" sound, a few more years, you can still hear it?
The warmth of the home, I will cherish, because I love you, my dear father, mother!
Warm Home Essay 4I have a warm little home with an amiable father and a kind mother, and the days are ordinary and full.
I am happy almost every day, but occasionally there are times when I am lost. For example, there was a time when my math test scores were not particularly good, came home from school, I grimaced and told my mom and dad the bad news, I thought they would make a big fuss about me, who knew that my dad took the test paper and looked at it, calmly said to me, "Come on, let's look at where these questions are wrong, to prevent the reoccurrence of these errors." Dad patiently gave me those missed questions, saw that I had not yet come out from the shadow of trouble, then encouraged me, "Your grades are very good ah, one mistake means nothing, I was a child also took a big zero." I knew that my dad was joking with me, listening to my dad's comfort and encouragement, I smiled happily and my mood was much lighter. On the sidelines, my mom also smiled and snapped, "You've worked hard, you'll definitely get good grades next time, why don't we go to a movie this weekend to relax." I was flattered that my mom and dad didn't criticize me and took me to see a movie, I was so touched, for a split second I thought I was the happiest kid in the world.
As expected, I got a good grade in the next exam. I want to thank my mom and dad, who gave me a little home full of warmth with their selfless love.
Warm Home Essay 5Warm home, which is a narrow and warm home, it can give a child a good and happy life, how wonderful it is!
Weekend, I rode my bike in my neighborhood, riding to my unit downstairs when a black shadow from my head quickly flew past, scared me a shiver, I looked at the original is a swallow ah! I followed the swallow around the neighborhood and came back because I was curious. However, the swallow flew into the hallway of my flat, and I took a closer look at it, and it turned out that the swallow was looking for branches and grasses to build their "home" in the neighborhood. This scene touched me y. So I decided to come and observe their daily life.
The next day, I woke up early, ate breakfast and went to the place where I saw the swallows on the day, I saw a big swallow in the mouth of a bug in the hallway fed to the little swallows, but the little swallows are not satisfied, but also to eat, so the big swallows flew away to go to the little swallows to forage for food, and at that time, I thought of our parents are also like this, and will always only leave the good things to us, and their own but save food and money. saving food and money themselves.
"Parents" is such a great synonym! We must share things with our parents, communicate with them more, and let them know more about us, and let us know more about our parents.
Warm Home Essay 6Home is a rain shower in the hot summer; home is a stove in the cold winter; home is a lighthouse in the darkness; home is a ray of hope in the difficulties; home is a spring in the desert. My home is a cozy home, there are father, mother, they are like good friends, rarely quarrel, life is very harmonious.
In the morning mom gets up very early to make breakfast. When I get up, breakfast is ready, although the breakfast is not so delicious, but I think it is the best meal in the world, breakfast bubbling with hot air, let me feel warm, that is the mother got up very early to do the breakfast, that is the labor to pay, that is a mother's love for her children. I feel that I am the happiest person in the world.
After dinner, my mom drove to work and drove me to school for a while, and when I got off the bus, my mom always added a word of advice: "Cross the street and pay attention to the vehicles next to you!" My mom's care for me is so warm and inviting.
My father works in Chongqing, as long as the Friday, my father from work early to take the car home. As soon as I heard a familiar knock on the door, I knew that my dad was back, and we felt very happy. As soon as dad came home, he went into the kitchen and cooked us delicious food: diced chicken in spicy sauce, seaweed and egg flower soup ...... Mom asked dad how he was doing in Chongqing as soon as he got home. Dad rushes home on time almost every Friday, and he's been doing it for almost 12 years! How many fathers can do that? My heart felt incredibly warm.
On weekends, the whole family sits on the sofa, watching TV, eating snacks, and it's nighttime, and a few stars in the sky are blinking like eyes, which makes it extraordinarily peaceful, and the house is lit up, which makes it very cozy. Home, is everyone's home, home, is my warm harbor.
Warm home essay 7Home, what a wonderful word; home, what a warm word. It is this home that makes us no longer suffer from the cold, and it is also this home that makes us feel endless happiness.
Some people may say, is not a home, who does not have? Still worth mentioning? Then I ask you, your home warm? You live in this home happiness? You realize the love?
If others ask me, I will firmly tell him: "Yes!"
Whenever I see the young people who just got off work riding their cars against the wind and snow, whenever I see those homeless people with tears in the corners of their eyes, against the cold wind on the street. I always think of my home, think of the scene when I came home to roll around in bed, think of that mom and dad in my school again and again, think of that delicious meal, this is my warm home.
I think, how lucky I am, I have a loving mom and dad, they give me teachings, dad for me to buy a variety of books, every day when I just came home, send me a warm blessing for me to bring a "cup of water in the desert", for me to prepare a delicious meal. This is my warm home.
And mom, she watched me write homework, so that my studies continue to improve.
I have a warm home, which protects me from the wind and rain, at home, I will not be frozen, not to mention that I will not think of annoying things. This, then, is my warm home.
Once, it was snowing outside, and I was still playing outside, and I didn't know what to do when I suddenly felt a burst of warmth, turned around and looked at my dad, and then looked at my body, it was my dad's coat, "It's..." After a day, dad will have a cold, I asked him, he just smiled and said: "a little sick, nothing, as long as there is no injury to you on the line!" . At that time I felt a burst of warmth, this is the power of love it, this, is my warm home!
I grew up happily in this warm home, I am proud of my home!
I grew up happily in this warm home, and I am proud of my home.
Warm Home Essay 8
As time passes, we are growing up, but we forget that our parents are also aging with the years.
They grew up with us, accompanied us through all the difficulties, bottlenecks and joys, they are always thinking about me, worrying about us, but we often only think of themselves, often talk back to them, quarrel, and gradually estranged from them, the heart of the matter is no longer with the parents to say, and even come home even a glance does not look at a glance, and then go straight to the room. I don't know when the conversation with my parents started to become very sketchy, but instead, I was closer to my friends.
But shouldn't we look at them a few more times, their faces because they are worried, angry and annoyed for us, and added a few wrinkles, a few more points of sorrow, and some more sadness. We seem to have forgotten that it is they who gave birth to us, and it is they who raised us, and we are often the ones who hurt them the most and make them the sad ones.
We all forget to give our family a hug, a warm hug, and also forget to sit by the bedside, listen to them say something from the heart; after eating a full meal, accompanied by them, walking in the path near the residence, just like friends chatting. These seemingly ordinary actions, but we have forgotten, forgotten to put these actions, on the most important people; have forgotten, in fact, they also need our company and care.
Home is our haven, need to maintain the family together; when we are busy, do not forget to call home, and they talk, only the family, you can always heart linked together.
Warm Home Essay 9I have a warm home, I live with my mom, dad, grandparents, feel very happy and happy.
Usually, Grandpa picks me up and drops me off at school. When I get out of school, my grandpa accompanies me to play with the kids. Grandma cooks at home, and the food she cooks is the best in the world. In the evening, my mom accompanies me to do my homework, brushes my teeth and washes my face with me, and tucks me in after I fall asleep.
When the weather is good on a double holiday, my mom and dad will take me out to play, go to the Children's Palace or play climbing, which I like to go out and play the most. During winter and summer vacations, my grandparents would take me out of town to play. We've been to Harbin and ate Magir ice; we've been to Weihai and caught beautiful orange starfish in the sea; we've been to Shanxi and experienced the life of my uncle in the Eighth Route Army....... Grandparents also often come to Hangzhou to see me and bring me lots of delicious food. They can like to hold me, I have grown up, they still like to hold me walking.
I love this warm and loving family so much.
Teacher comments:
A warm beginning, open the door, echoing the title, like pushing open a door, leading us into the small author's happy family. Such as thousands of families, the small author's family is also very ordinary, but the small author has a sensitive to find love the beautiful heart, whether it is to eat grandma's cooking, or mom to help cover the quilt, and family members to see the beautiful world together ...... these simple and warm little details, are the small author's wise eyes collected into the depths of memory, to bring us a warm sense of picture.
The family consists of mom, dad, grandparents, grandparents, and a me wrapped in happiness. The small author used a prose sentence, plainly recorded the happy travel with the family, Harbin, Weihai, Shanxi ...... how rich, leaving us a lot of imagination.
I so love this little author who will find love, cherish love, and express love!
Warm home essay 10We are familiar with as many people as the stars in the sky, in school there are classmates and teachers, at home there are mom and dad and grandpa, and the children who play with me, I am most familiar with my mother, and the person I respect the most is also my mother. My mother's body is short, fat, black hair, his eyes like two black jewels, small mouth, high nose, she likes to wear drink oh color shoes, she likes to wear black clothes, and black pants. Because it doesn't get dirty. Mom cares about me a lot. Once I was sick at night, my mom rushed to carry me into the hospital, I was very scared, the doctor said I had a fever and had to take an injection. I was scared. My mom said, "The injection won't hurt at all." Then I got the injection and got well. Mom is very concerned about me, every time I finish writing homework, mom has to seriously check, mom is really caring for me, I am most familiar with my mother, I love my mother.
My family, full of joy and warmth. There are three people living at home, dad, mom and me.
Dad, courteous, graceful, a look is a gentleman. He especially likes to read books, like a nerd, he once in a day to finish reading ten hundreds of pages of books, how about it, great! Don't think that dad loves to read books, he is not good at sports, he is a sports lover, playing soccer can be compared to Pele, playing basketball does not lose Yao Ming, of course, that is to be in the case of Pele injured, Yao Ming sick. Sometimes he will ...... (these I have to keep his secret, never leak).
Mom, a typical beauty figure. She is my tutor, there are difficult problems, quasi look for her. She is very good to me, often with "baby" to call me, gentle as sheep. But when I make a mistake, she can be volcanic eruption, like a crazy lioness. Her moods changed so much that I couldn't understand her. But she is my favorite character!
Warm Home Essay 11The family is often called the cell of society. The family is the basic unit of society, and some families with close blood relations are called families. The entire traditional Chinese society was organized in clans, which led to the "internal homeostasis" pattern of traditional society.
The family is the cradle of education.
China has attached great importance to family education since ancient times. There are many examples, such as Mencius' mother and Zengzi. In the vast and colorful ancient cultural jungle of China, there is an extremely rich culture of family training. This is the basic way for the ancients to spread the cultivation of the body to future generations, and it is also the most basic form of parents' long-term education of their children. Family, spiritual food.
The family is not only the economic life **** the same body. Family harmony and prosperity of all things are valued by traditional Chinese society
Respect for the elderly, love for children, filial piety and respect for parents. Brothers, friends and siblings help each other. In this way, we can ensure that we grow small, grow strong and grow old. Harmony makes family members feel comfortable and warm. Home is the spiritual body of the family members.
Home is a warm harbor.
For us, home is the place where the leaves return to their roots, the nest of a lonely goose, the sea where rivers meet, and the place where ships dock.
I will miss my home wherever I am. I will miss my home around the world. I cross the cape and always long for my home. My home, my lovely home, I will never forget you in my life. I love you, my home.
Warm Home Essay 12If you enter the door, a warm and soothing feeling arises, which will make you leave the fatigue of the day behind, who is this?
Oops, a smell of smoke? As soon as he opens his mouth, my house will immediately be hazy smoke, and almost make you fly in the clouds. Although my mom and I always in the family meeting on his many times to blame, I did not expect the cunning he has a lot of secret base it! Look, there's a packet hidden behind the TV, four in the cupboard, five in the purse on the windowsill, and pockets bulging with what must be no less than 2 packets. See, just by the mother seized the hand of a pack, he pulled out another pack from his pocket. Hey, the annoying king of cigarettes - my dad.
"Honey, are you going to open a supermarket?" "The king of cigarettes asked the king of purchasing in my house in surprise. Anyone who follows her, will be screaming. She said she was going to take me to the zoo, but she left us at a clothing store or a shoe store. I had no choice but to follow her home with a big bag at the lights, waiting for the next meeting with the long-lost peacock buddy. Who is the king of shopping? Needless to say? It's my boss, Mom, of course.
I'm the king of humor. "Ha, ha, ha, ha,......," every night at seven o'clock in the evening will always come out of my house. "Once upon a time there was a Zhang Ziqiang, happy to the county, dazzled, I do not know where, grabbed a child a pat on the shoulder, 'child, what is this place? The child looked at the shoulder and said: 'My shoulder ah!'"
Look! This is my family, a happy family, a harmonious family, and I thank my father, mother and so on!
In the forest, there is a lively and lovely bird, in the past, the air is fresh and sweet, everywhere branches and leaves, the sky is blue and far away, the bird every day with its partners - squirrels, flowers, grass, play together, can be very happy!
But one day, many people came to the forest, and they all brought sharp axes and cut down the trees without mercy. Thud! Thud!" , chopping down what was left of the grandpa tree. The warmth of the bird's home was destroyed, the air here is no longer fresh, coupled with the sand flying in the sky, the bird's companions have run away, the grass and flowers are also choked by the sand in the wind and cough. The bird is sad, it hates humans, it hates humans to destroy their warm home.
A boy came to the forest, surprised to find that the original lively birds became quiet, the original vibrant forest became bare. He thought: cutting down trees will destroy the environment of the forest, and cut down all the trees, where do the birds live? He flew home and told his mom and dad about it.
After this spread out, everyone appealed for the birds, and made a concerted effort to plant trees, and the forest returned to its original vitality, the air is fresher, the sky is more blue, and the birds chirped, as if to thank the people.
People, people who destroy nature, you wake up, please give the birds a warm home!
Warm Home Essay 14The long road of life is bumpy and hard. Unforgettable things are like stars in the sky, too many to count. However, I am glad that I grew up in a happy family!
Home is a cozy harbor. Home for us to have three main members dad, mom and children. Just like the word "family" in English, f is dad, m is mom, and i is me. When I was a child, I always let my dad and mom protect me from the wind and rain, and if they get old someday, I want to protect them with my own ability. Today I will talk about the story between me and my dad, mom.
This weekend I came to visit Zhongshan Mausoleum with my dad and mom. Zhongshan Mausoleum is located at the foot of Zijinshan Mountain, we first came to Boai Square, where we took pictures. Then ready to go on the Sun Yat-sen Memorial Hall of 392 steps, each on a section, we have to take pictures, mom and dad thought of an idea: see who first climbed to the top, who won, with a cry: "3, 2, 1, go;" we are not divided up and down, there is still the last step, I took the last step, and then shouted: "I won;" when he stood on the top, looking at the mountains, buildings and trees in the distance, easy to take a breath of fresh air, we came to the Memorial Hall, which has a statue of Dr. Sun Yat-sen, there are a number of scriptures, in the very center of the Hall there is a plaque, which reads "Vastness lives on! In the center of the hall there was a plaque with the words "Vast Spirit Survives" written on it. Time flies, and to say goodbye to the Mausoleum of Dr. Sun Yat-sen, today our family played together really happy.
Home is the harbor of the soul, is the harbor of happiness, there is home to have love, love is warm. Mom and Dad, I thank you for giving me a warm home, a warm life!
Warm Home Essay 15In a warm home, dad is the rhizome, mom is the green leaves, and I am a red flower. From the moment I was born I have saved a not-so-thin affection.
The fish said, "The sea is my home." Hosted in the middle of the sea, the sea tears, only the fish feel cold. White clouds said: "The sky is my home." Only in the boundless blue sky can I soar." When the sky is cloudy, only the clouds know. The fallen leaves said: "The earth is my home," only in the autumn winds of the time to break free from the trees, into the embrace of the earth, the fallen leaves return to their roots.
Home, like years of scavengers, pick up those cold love and initial dream.
I grew up in the countryside, very envious of those children in the city, the hands of the West skin tender flesh, unlike my hands are all calluses. Most of them live in the castle, white skin, while my skin is black, not at all like a girl.
My mom and dad were busy working, but they didn't leave me with my grandparents, probably because some kids would rebel and turn into trippy youths after their grandparents. They understood me and knew what I wanted. When I was in third grade, my dad went out to work and only my mom stayed with me. Dad only went out to work for a month because I said, "Dad, I miss you." Dad immediately quit his job and came back to stay with me. By now dad is too old to find a job. Of course there is another reason why he wants to be able to stay with me when I am on vacation.
Although they were poor and didn't have much money, they didn't let me starve. They buckled but gave me the best life they could. They were hardworking because they wanted me to have a better life. They didn't have a very big house, but they didn't make me homeless either. My mom and dad weren't the best to anyone else, but they were 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, and there is love to have a home, no matter how small the house is.