800-word composition of "Warm Harbor" in senior high school.

"Home is a warm harbor. You and I are both parked here, not afraid of the wind and rain. Love is a warm harbor. You and I are both eager to have it, and we are not afraid of the hardships of the journey. We love all over the world! " -inscription beckons, the moon is round. Home is always a beautiful term, and it is breathtaking. This word is a favorite word of many wanderers. Today, I finally realized this word, which is so beautiful, beautiful and warm. Wave your hand and it will clear up. This afternoon is an impromptu calligraphy competition in our school. I hurried to the playground with tools. However, the weather is not beautiful. I have been dropping peas, which has delayed the start of the game. At this moment, my mother came, and she said to me, "Don't be nervous, please ask the students to move more desks so that you can write." Also, ask your classmates to hold an umbrella for you when you write in the future, so as not to get wet by rice paper. I am on duty, see you later. " What warm words, sentence by sentence flow into the depths of my mind &; Hllip& amphllip Because of the bad rain, the school finally decided to take the rice paper to the classroom to write and hand it in before 3: 30. Looking back, it was drizzling and warm &; Hllip& amphllip went back to the classroom to think about the content "The general can race horses on his forehead and the prime minister can punt in his stomach" OK! Open the felt, start writing, adjust the pen, "relax" and start writing. After I finished writing the line, someone said someone was looking for me. I see, my mother. I went out-"writing in the office with something" and "well, ok". I went to the office with my mother with tools. "I said, how do you write in the classroom? It's a good thing I came to see it Well, I'll warm myself up and write myself, so I won't bother you. " Half an hour passed and it was finally finished. "Look, are you okay?" "Well, yes, just hand in this one"&; Hllip& amphllip I went out to wash pens. Just finished washing, I saw the sweat hanging from my father's sides. I was so tired that I ran in a hurry. "Where is Dong Yang?" "Oh, here I am." "finished?" All right, go stamp it. Here's the inkpad. Well, later I came to the office with my father. I carefully sealed two chapters and finally succeeded. "Let's take a picture by the way, Mr. Zhong, and take a picture for us." "Come on, take your work and let's take a group photo." "Hey!" "OK" is such a happy family. There are no flowery words, only plain language. There is not much sadness, because we are willing. Home, warm harbor! We're here at the moment, smiling, corners of our mouths cocked and the sky cleared.