Home _450 words _ primary school composition 1 Time flies, and childhood life is like an arrow that leaves the string, and it is fleeting. Now that I have entered junior high school, I have more classes, and sometimes I will inevitably recall my interesting life as a child.
Looking at a pile of homework on Sunday, I can't help thinking again. My heart has drifted far away.
In summer, there are no clouds in Wan Li, cicadas are everywhere, and the cool breeze is blowing. Walking on the tree-lined path feels very comfortable.
My friend and I took a long bamboo pole, tied a small circle on it, and then turned over some spider silk to stick cicadas in the Woods by the river. Sometimes we catch dragonflies with nets by the river. There are quite a few dragonflies by the river. We stood on the river bank, looking for dragonflies everywhere, and everyone was waiting anxiously. When we see one landing on the grass tip or standing on the reed, we can put it close and stick it later.
Then everyone is still looking for it. At this moment, I saw a very special dragonfly flying by. Although it is not very big, its whole body is as red as ruby, and everyone is attracted by it. I saw it flying from left to right, from slow to fast, up and down. Like a dancing elf, it lingered by the river for a long time. Maybe it was tired, but it stopped on a small stone. Everyone is ecstatic. I sent the bamboo pole gently and slowly, aimed the net at the red dragonfly, and caught it as soon as it was covered. In a blink of an eye, dragonflies flew around in the net, but we cheered happily.
Summer, unconsciously spent in such laughter.
How time flies! My childhood was beautiful and short, and I grew up before I had enough fun. I followed my parents to Zongyang County, where I began my intense and busy study.
How I want to go back to my childhood! Back to that carefree time, that warm home!
Go home _450 words _ primary school composition 2 On the way home, you can always smell something burning. I took a closer look, and it turned out that some vendors on the roadside were baking unsanitary mutton kebabs. When the wind blew, they were covered with a lot of dust. Coupled with those dirty hands, it makes people sick, but some greedy students don't care so much, just ask their parents for money and buy some junk food. But who will think about how many bacteria those things contain, which will affect their health and endanger their lives, and will not throw their bamboo sticks and disposable lunch boxes into the garbage bin after eating them and throw them directly into the road. Those small bamboo sticks and disposable lunch boxes that were abandoned on the road rolled back and forth, as if begging people to send them home and not let them "wander" any more.
Walking on the way home, you can still smell the river stinking. When I took a closer look, it turned out that the garbage bags floating on the river were mixed with the sewage from the sewer. Seeing this, I can't help thinking of the river that was cleaned again last year. At that time, the river was so clear, bright and spotless that it looked like a transparent mirror from a distance. In this year's time, such great changes have taken place. The "face" of the river has grown one after another, and a lot of sewage has been added to the "belly", making it uncomfortable all over, and there is no "face" to see people anymore. Who caused all this? It is we, our ignorant human beings, who only know where to throw garbage, but don't know how to clean up the garbage and stop making the river dirty, but the fact is always the opposite.
Walking on my way home, I thought: If people could know the meaning of the word "health protection", our earth would not be full of rubbish as it is now. Alas! Really sad! Sad!
Home _450 words _ 3 primary school composition is a shelter from the wind, allowing me to find my inner home after setbacks; Home is the comfort of the soul, which allows me to find myself when I am upset; Home is an illuminating lamp, which helps me find the way forward when I lose my way.
As a senior three student, although I go home less often, I have no desire to stop going home. Because there are people I often care about at home, my heart depends on home and my source of happiness is at home. At home, I can feel real happiness.
Home, a warm and free space. As long as I am at home: no sense of bondage, no worries, no excessive study pressure, it seems that I have entered a beautiful paradise, carefree and comfortable! Whenever there is a school holiday, I feel unspeakable uncomfortable. This feeling makes me breathless, and I really want to skip class and go home. But I must control myself and try to attend class as usual without being distracted. As soon as the school bell rang, I immediately went straight to the carport with my schoolbag on my back, flew to the door like an arrow, and sat on a small stool in front of my desk at home eating "Mom" food. It's really "a taste in my heart". At this point, all the troubles in my heart have fled shyly, and the happy things are rightfully in front of me, swaying and lingering for a long time ... whenever this time, I feel the taste of happiness at home-sweet and delicious. But sometimes, I'm afraid to go home, because I don't do well in every exam, and I always feel guilty about my parents and feel sorry for them. Thinking that I didn't do my "work" well, I have to go home every week to get my "salary", but every time I get home, my parents still "sound the same" to me. Here, I have nothing to say, I have nothing to say, I can only tell myself silently in my heart that I should study hard, work hard, be worthy of my "work" and my parents, Huang Tianhou.
Home _450 Words _ Elementary Composition 4 An ordinary woman and an ordinary man got married in an ordinary way, established an ordinary home, and then lived an ordinary life together.
Soon, they gave birth to a son named Qiang. Qiang is a good boy: at the age of four, he will help his mother share some light housework and borrow things from his neighbors; At the age of going to school, his grades have been among the best in the school, and he was soon admitted to the first middle school in the county with excellent results; After junior high school, he was admitted to a key high school with good grades; And I was admitted to a famous university when I graduated from high school!
Mom and dad were very happy, but before long, they all began to draw: strong tuition fees were waived, but the living expenses were not settled at all. Dad spent all the money in the family to support himself for several months. There is no way out. The old couple looked for jobs everywhere, and dad went door to door to collect junk. ...
This time, the school held a "Thanksgiving Day" and asked students to go home to see their parents. Qiang came back, but he changed and became like a standard person with irregular business on the street: a shoulder-length broken hair dyed golden; His jeans were opened with a big hole, and he was radiant when he walked ... Dad asked about his grades, and he managed to cope with it. Grandma wants to help sweep the floor, and Qing DuDu clamors for it. Abba sighed deeply. The next day, Qiang escaped to the school bus like the plague. Dad found a beautiful little bottle in Qiang's room. Dad didn't know what it was, so he quickly took the path to catch the bus and accidentally fell on the road. Finally caught up, my father shouted at the car, "Qiang, you left something ..." Qiang looked at his thin figure in surprise, his eyes were wet, and his father didn't know it was dyeing his hair. ...
Home _450 words _ Primary School Composition 5 With a sense of guilt, I embarked on the road home. ...
I only got 84 points in this exam. My mother was very angry, so I quarreled with her. Finally, I am angry, too, because I have tried my best to do this test paper. What she said about me was really hard to hear. I have no choice. I slammed the door and left.
I wandered aimlessly in the street. I've been thinking: should I go home or not? Just thinking about it, I soon gave up the idea, because I did this paper very seriously, which is understandable. Mom's blame is really too much. On second thought, I still choose not to go home!
Time flies. In a blink of an eye, it's past 6 o'clock. I am tired and hungry, but I still insist on not going home.
When I passed a noodle restaurant, an old woman stopped me: "Come in and have something to eat, son!" " "I went in and sat in my seat. After a while, a bowl of delicious noodles was served. While eating, I said gratefully, "Grandma, we don't know each other, but you are so kind to me ..." Grandma said kindly, "Did you quarrel with your family? You tell me the whole story, maybe I can help you. "I told my grandmother the whole story in detail, and she said to me," Your mother scolded you to encourage you to continue your efforts. Besides, you don't appreciate your mother for cooking for you for so many years. I just cooked a bowl of noodles for you, and you are so grateful. Son, go home quickly and don't let your mother worry. " When I heard this sentence, I was ashamed and ran in the direction of home at once. ...
When I got home, my mother said to me, "Eat quickly, or it will get cold!" " "I hugged my mother tightly, and tears crept down my face. ...
Home _450 words _ Primary Composition 6 My sister, who is studying in Sun Yat-sen University, came to my home on the morning of July 22nd. I am very happy to see her, not only because we haven't seen each other for a long time, but more importantly, because she is taking my brother and me back to Nanchang, so I am particularly excited. I stayed here for nearly a month after the summer vacation. Parents go to work, go out early and return late. My brother and I are tired of eating fast food every day, but we can't help it if we don't eat. Originally, we could go back to Nanchang as soon as we had a holiday, but my grandfather has been ill and in poor health since April, so my mother won't let me go back to Nanchang, but my grandmother has been worried that we can't eat a good box lunch. She repeatedly asked us to go back to Nanchang, and my sister came to pick us up.
We arrived in Nanchang on the evening of July 24th. I'm glad to see my relatives in Nanchang. I feel a kind of unspeakable happiness. My family is very kind to me and my brother. At home, people either buy this delicious food or buy that delicious food. Every time I go back to my hometown, I want to gain weight because they are too good to me and my brother. In a flash, I stayed in Nanchang for a week. Yesterday, my aunt took me to the hospital to check my last injured thumb. The doctor said, "I have to rest for another week before I can take off the fixed iron plate." I haven't started my summer homework yet, so I don't know if I can finish it by then. I am in a hurry, but my mother is more anxious than me. I hope I can finish all my homework in a week. I told my mother not to worry. When my hand is ready, I will try my best to finish it. My mother nodded and gave me a sweet smile, and I smiled back.
Home _450 words _ Primary School Composition 7 It's a long way to go home, because home is always in the direction of turning back, but now I want to go far away and see the future world and the outside world.
When my parents told me, "You can leave if you want!" ! When I am tired, I know that my parents support me, which means that the way home will always light up for me. As long as I feel tired, I can go home. However, how can we go home without making some achievements in the future world and seeing many wonderful things in the outside world?
This is doomed, the way home is far away, and going home means turning back. If you are old enough in five years, look back at the road you have traveled and your solid footprints, then you can go home and pamper yourself in the arms of your parents and experience the happiness and freedom of being a child. If you haven't grown up enough in five years, wasted five years of youth and didn't see a little change in your own direction, how dare you set foot on the road home? Going home like that means bowing to reality, going home like that means you are running away, and going home like that means you are not strong enough.
The way home is destined to be far away, because home is always in the direction you look back. When can I turn back? It's time for you to achieve something in your studies and also for you to achieve something in your career. You go back like this, you go home like this, you just go back to visit your parents, you just go back and give them a good news. And you want to go home because you are tired, you are in pain, and you want to give up. Even if your parents welcome you with open arms, you don't really want to go home. You just want to be a coward, you just want to be a person eliminated by competition.
Remember, it's a long way home. This road can only be a time to visit and report good news. If it is a different moment, your home will no longer exist. Because your ego no longer exists.
Home _450 words _ Primary School Composition 8 In my hometown, I don't know what a beautiful day is. In my mind, my hometown is a place to relax. In my dream, my hometown is an angel, pinning my dreams and dispelling the haze of nightmares.
I like going back to my hometown for many reasons.
In my hometown, there are brothers and sisters I haven't seen for a long time. They are so cute. Have they grown taller or stronger this year? Is everyone optimistic? ...
My hometown, my hometown is a beautiful, quiet and peaceful village. The sky is bluer than the city, and the air is fresh and refreshing. Listening to the tinkling of the stream and enjoying the twittering of birds, I was immersed in it. The wind blows and smells the fragrance of the country. After the rain, I saw glittering and translucent water drops, beautiful. Needless to say, feel it with your heart ...
In my hometown, I can put aside the noise of the city and get tired of studying. I can't hear the noise. My ears are clean.
But I don't want to go back to my hometown.
When I go back to my hometown, the biggest feeling is comfort, freedom, freedom and relaxation. There is a sense of happiness with my brothers and sisters. I feel young and energetic. Let go of the tired mental state, find a happy and energetic self, let the mind relax, let the mind liberate and embrace happiness.
However, everything must come to an end, and we must return to our normal life and study. So, we are facing separation. Farewell to hometown and sister-in-law: "Come back from vacation." There is a smile on my face, and I have that uncomfortable and reluctant feeling in my heart. I want to cry, but I dare not. I want to make myself feel better, so I think badly of my hometown and force myself to consider leaving. Sometimes, at the thought of leaving, I dare not even think about my hometown. Out of sight, out of mind, you won't be sad. But I am homesick. I am a good boy.
I don't want to go back to my hometown, how is that possible! Hometown is the ultimate destination of human soul.
Home _450 words _ Primary School Composition 9 The epidemic has finally ended, and China has entered a delayed "Spring Festival travel rush Peak" period this year.
This is my third year of studying abroad. My mother called and said that she would not go home this Spring Festival. This year, the peak in Spring Festival travel rush has increased several times compared with previous years. Train tickets are more difficult to buy. Moreover, people are complicated and so young that it is not safe to be alone. She will send me money for the New Year and tell me to have a good time in the city. I didn't want to refuse my mother's kindness, so I started a short job in a restaurant. In the evening, I stayed alone in the empty dormitory and watched TV, which showed the present situation of Spring Festival travel rush. It's really chilling to see those people carrying heavy luggage, holding a sleeping child in one hand and a big bag in the other. But their faces are not very sad, because they know that tomorrow, the day after tomorrow or the afternoon after tomorrow, they can go home, reunite with their families, add some new clothes for their parents and children and buy some home appliances, so that they may be able to build a new house at home and form a new family with their loved ones. Considering this, all these sufferings are nothing.
In my impression, I used to spend the New Year at home. My mother is always busy, either preparing rich new year's goods for us or helping us choose clothes in the mall. I don't go to bed until eleven o'clock at night. Once I asked my mother if she was tired. My mother smiled and said that she was not tired because we were around. My eyes are wet!
The next day, I quit my job in the hotel and joined the group of people who went home!
Home _450 words _ primary school composition 10 When it comes to going home, my thoughts are like falling into "just visiting". Think about the last time I went home, it felt like a long time ago.
I was very excited when I walked on the grass with a schoolbag on my back, and I finally went home. I trotted all the way, sweating on my forehead, and I saw my grandparents waiting for me. I raised my hand and ran into the house in one breath. Complaining as soon as I entered the room. What happened to my homework at school this month? I put my schoolbag on the cupboard and relaxed on the soft bed. I don't have to think about anything. It feels good to be back. I feel warm in my heart after a short two-day holiday. But the happy time is often short, and I will go to school on Sunday afternoon. I remember that grandma sent me to the station that day. I got on the bus with a smile. Grandma smiled and looked at me under the car. The car started. Grandma followed the car for a few steps, then raised her withered hand and froze in the rustling autumn wind. The car went farther and farther, but the attention did not disappear, but it became weaker and weaker, and finally overflowed the eyes.
It is late at night, and the sky is full of love stars. I can go home at the end of the month, and my heart is full of aftertaste.
Time passes, happiness turns to me, and I can feel the feeling of happiness at home.
Home _450 words _ primary school composition 1 1 stayed in the United States 16 days, and finally embarked on the road home. This time I took a double-decker plane, and there were many passengers in business class and first class. It took a long time to queue up for boarding, which didn't seem to show the priority of flying business class. After boarding the plane, I packed my things and looked out of the window. Everything is dark except the lights at the airport. There is a bright crescent moon hanging in the sky, and I can't help thinking of my hometown-Wenzhou, China, where I was born and raised, and where I am familiar.
Unconsciously, the plane took off, and my mobile phone and IPADMINI could not be turned on. If the plane can make phone calls and have WIFI, I will definitely exchange ideas with relatives and friends in Wenzhou through WeChat, but unfortunately I can't.
I miss my home, and I don't know if it's all right. I miss my soft bed very much. I really want to sleep in a familiar bed. I also think of my elderly grandparents. What are they doing at the moment? There should be a lot of people on the whole plane who are warm in heart and full of eager feelings to go home. There are also some foreigners who come to work in China, and they will also return to their homes in China. Now their minds and mine should be full of home.
I was a little tired and fell asleep. When we wake up, we can arrive in Beijing in more than an hour. When we arrive in Beijing, we will transfer to a plane to go home. "I'm going home soon!" I told myself that my heart was pounding. In fact, I am a little reluctant to part with America, but I prefer to go home.
When I arrived in Wenzhou, everything I knew came to my mind. My eyes and heart tell me, "I'm going home!" " "
Home _450 words _ primary school composition 12 It's the New Year, and everyone is setting off firecrackers. It's so lively.
One day, everyone was having a wedding banquet and Xiao Ming was playing outside. He took a firecracker and lit it with a lighter. With a loud noise, a flame flew into the blue sky and hit a bird impartially. The bird gave a weak cry and fell down.
Another bird flew down quickly to see the injured bird. Xiao Ming also realized that he had made a big mistake and ran to see the birds. Xiao Ming was shocked when he saw it: another bird licked the wound of the dying bird with its mouth. At this time, Xiao Ming, regardless of the willy-nilly, picked up the injured bird and ran to the pet hospital. After an hour's rescue by clever doctors from all walks of life, the bird's wings are finally saved, but it will take some time to fly, so Xiaoming must take good care of them during this time. When he got home, Xiao Ming had to hide the bird first, because he also knew whether his parents would let him keep it. So Xiao Ming nodded in his parents' tone: "You stay here first, and I'll come later." But this little bird is ungrateful. It bounces around like a runaway horse.
With the consent of his parents, Xiaoming began to deal with birds. He takes good care of the bird. Time flies, the sun and the moon fly, and a month has passed in a blink of an eye, and the bird's injury has finally been completely cured. Xiao Ming sent it to the yard and put it back into the blue sky.
The bird finally went home.
Home _450 words _ primary school composition 13 I want to go back to that warm home; He returned to that warm home; Bird, go back to the home made of branches; Even the mouse will return to its home in the cave. Everything in the world must go home.
In the ancient land of China, there lived a magical animal. Its horn is like a deer, its face is like a horse, its hoof is like an ox, and its tail is like a donkey, so it is called "four unlike". It lives carefree in nature, eats fresh grass, drinks the stream in the mountain stream, wears a beautiful crown, puts on a mighty look and runs on the vast grassland. Later, they moved into the royal hunting garden in the Qing Dynasty and still lived a happy life.
An English scholar named David came to visit China. He saw its huge horns through the wall of the garden. David privately discussed with the soldiers and bought some specimens for twenty taels of silver. In the evening, the soldier gave him a pair of deerskin and deerskin. After David returned to China, he made a careful analysis and research on deerskin and deerskin, determined that it was a new species, and named it after himself, belonging to a separate species of Cervidae. This discovery caused a sensation in the history of British natural history and attracted worldwide attention. A large number of scholars came to China and stole all over the world. During the war, Eight-Nation Alliance burned the Yuanmingyuan and killed all the precious animals in the hunting park.
From 65438 to 0997, the Chinese and British governments began to negotiate for its return to China. Subsequently, 27 English impala were released back to Dafeng Nature Reserve in Liaoning Province.
This is a bumpy journey for elk. As they say: the elk lost its way to England, and now it has finally come home!
Home _450 words _ primary school composition 14 Our home is more than 500 kilometers away from grandma's home. This year's National Day and Mid-Autumn Festival are linked together, and my father decided to take our whole family and grandparents to spend this rare festival.
It rained all night and it was almost dawn, so we set off. Raindrops hit the car glass naughtily, ticking like singing, and the trees on both sides are green under the rain, like guards in new green clothes, guarding the safety of passing cars; The green belt in the middle of the road stretches out into the distance like a long green dragon, and I am immersed in my own reverie. Just then, my brother shouted, "Look, there is fog here, and we have entered a fairyland." I looked at the wonderful fairyland in surprise, not only admiring the magic of nature. Then our car entered the tunnel, and my brother and I screamed happily, begging my father to drive slowly and then slowly, so that we could feel the softness and warmth, excitement and freshness of the lights in the tunnel. Dad cooperated with us, and we went through five tunnels in succession, but we were still wanting more. When the last tunnel was drilled, the color of the sky had turned blue.
Trees on both sides of the road also began to change color, red and yellow. I know, this is the color of autumn. Summer is getting farther and farther away, and autumn is coming to relay. After a few hours' drive, my eyes hardly left the window. When I arrived at my grandmother's house, the mountains on both sides of the road also changed their faces. They are wavy, but they look bare. Grandma once said that we are a rocky mountain, and all the trees and grasses dislike malnutrition and don't want to stay long.
The mountain is getting closer and closer, grandma's house is in front of us, and grandma will be seen soon. I was so excited that I couldn't see the mountain again, so I hurried out of the car and ran to grandma's yard. ...
Home _450 words _ primary school composition 15 It is another spring, and I flew to our hometown with the geese in The Journey to the West.
I am flying in the air, recalling the beautiful scenery of my hometown, and recalling the scene when I came back last year: it was raining in Mao Mao, I was flying in the air, the spring breeze stroked my cheek, and the spring rain flapped my wings, comfortable and satisfied. Looking down, young trees are spitting new buds, spring flowers are smiling, spring grass is dewy, fish in the river are scrambling to chase, squirrels who have slept for a winter are also shuttling among trees, and larks are standing on the branches singing spring songs. In the green wheat field, several children are chasing and playing, and I can't wait to rush down and play with them. Everything smells of spring and feels like home. The feeling of home is sweet.
Finally, after a winter, I can go back to my hometown: the forest is my home, small animals are my relatives, and humans are my friends.
Almost home, it began to rain again. I spread my wings excitedly, but the rain has corroded my feathers: it's acid rain! The wind whistling with yellow sand stung my eyes. I want to go down to find a tree to shelter from the rain, but the big tree has long since disappeared, leaving only stumps with many annual rings. Then I smelled an unpleasant smell. Looking down, it turned out to be a small river. The river has turned black, and the chemical plant next to it is still pouring sewage into it. There are some plastic bags and fish carcasses floating on the water ... where are the squirrels, larks, my relatives and beautiful home? The feeling of going home is sour, but it is sour. ...
Loggers are still cutting down trees, with a satisfied smile on their faces. I can't do anything to watch one tree after another fall and the thick black smoke from the factory chimney.
Humans, are you destroying our beautiful home like this? Do you treat your friends like this? Don't wait until you lose it to know how to cherish it!