1 When the sun goes down, the corner disappears. Looking back suddenly, I saw a memory left on the road of growth. Childhood gradually left me, irretrievable, so I had to sigh. Childhood village, childhood memory. Now let's look for childhood memories together.
Spring rain drops moisten the earth; Peach blossoms are red again. Bloom endless beauty; The seeds germinated and ushered in a new beginning. Everything is animistic and dotted with the earth. Looking around, green wheat fields. The green earth has brought people a burst of vitality. Spring has come and everything is changing. Only myself, as a child, stood on the path with my back against a telephone pole without any decoration, and my heart was full of infinite imagination and longing.
Now, for the children in the city, it is not very new, but they are pursuing new electronics and new machines. Yes, these empty realities have taken away the hearts of many teenagers and shattered their dreams.
Pick up the lost memories and piece together the present self: pick up the lost scattered beads and string them into a chain of memories; Pick up the discarded childhood photos and erase the traces of the years. Few people bother to do those things now. Many people have been lost in the neon of the city and in the dusty past. If the teacher hadn't mentioned the words childhood and the past, I wouldn't have remembered it. Man, when will you know how to cherish and remember?
This village is a yearning for freedom and happiness. There are no large entertainment places, no tall buildings. But it has its own unique charm. Golden wheat waves, green vegetable fields and clear rivers. This is what cities don't have! But all this is so familiar to me that I can smell it even if I close my eyes. It left every step of my growth. Since I was born. I will remember, an extraordinary village.
The afterglow rises and the sun reappears. Looking up, the sky is still so blue, and it also contains many past and hopes. Childhood is back, I want to remember it! Childhood village, childhood past. Now let's look back and continue to look for childhood memories!
This year's New Year's Eve dinner was eaten at my grandmother's house. I will go to my grandmother's house later and wait for the New Year's greetings. Out of grandma's house, the car is driving. It's dark, but the home is bright. I think people will eat New Year's Eve or watch the Spring Festival Gala at the moment. Only people like us: grandma and grandma are not together, but the children are happy for the old man and run at both ends. Sitting in the car, I was busy answering my father's text messages. Mom is driving, dad is directing, and watch the road. Finally arrived in Weifang. I cheered happily. I looked at my watch. Ah, it's 23 o'clock, and it's almost 12 o'clock at grandma's house. I can celebrate my birthday. I'm so happy.
The car arrived at grandma's house soon. I didn't sleep at first sight. Some people watch TV, some people play computer and some people play mobile phones. I came late and didn't take up any space, so I had to send a message. Ah, the moment it was sent out, someone immediately replied. Now I start to sleep, because it's too noisy, there are firecrackers everywhere, and everyone has to sleep. I wasn't asleep. I was talking to my sister, but soon she fell asleep. It wasn't funny at all. I sat on the bed and began to eat snacks. Soon, firecrackers rang again, so I had to cover my head with a quilt and lie down to listen. Thought: I hope it will be a fine day tomorrow, and there will be no smog. It was quiet for a while. I didn't expect someone to call my sister in the middle of the night. I pushed her, but she slept soundly, and I almost cried. Why is it so annoying? Why is it so difficult for people to be quiet? It's finally five o'clock. I'm up.
Ah, the colorful New Year's Eve is over. Farewell, 20xx the Year of the Loong. Look, 20xx year of the snake has arrived.
Xu 600 words "Grandma's New Year's Eve".
Only by plugging in the wings of home can childhood dreams fly further. Fourteen years have passed, leaving a little memory. I vaguely remember my childhood, but I have never forgotten my childhood words. The warmth of childhood is given by the family.
Looking back, my aunt sent a puppy to my house, white, small and lovely. Those two curious eyes have been looking at everything in my house. But in a few days, I became familiar, acting like an overlord, sitting in a chair on the table and even taking my clothes. Very interesting.
My sister named it "Mao Mao" and asked my parents to feed it in turn every day. I'm scheduled for the evening. In the bright light, the puppy tried to eat and wolfed down. I looked at my small window and saw my parents watching, smiling, very warm, a bunch of lights, a few people, accompanied by the moon and stars. Even if it is cold outside, my heart is warm. Childhood with family is not destined to be cold.
Another time, my sister and I went to walk the dog. On the way back, I accidentally tripped, scraped my knee and bled a little. My sister was very worried at once. Even if I could walk, she would carry me forward. I was only four or five years old at that time. I just feel that my sister's back is so warm, so I stick it tightly and feel the residual temperature. When I was put on the bed, I opened my eyes again and saw my familiar home and parents. Dad rummaged through everything to find medicine for me, and my mother was afraid that I would hurt, so she gently applied medicine to the wound. The dog Mao Mao also leaned in. His eyes are gentle, as if to comfort me, and his tail is swaying as if to please me. I smiled at him and he came up to me and snuggled up in my arms. Even if the wound hurts, my heart is happy. A childhood with a family is doomed not to cry. If I shed tears in time, I will smile and shed tears.
Now, when I grow up, my childhood is drifting away from me, but what remains unchanged is that my home is still there, and that innocent memory is still there. Every time I recall the beauty of my childhood, my heart is warm, because-
Home is a harbor, a source of happiness, a driving force of life, a warm support and a paradise for the soul.
Home is an umbrella to shelter us from the wind and rain; Home is an oasis of the soul, which brings us happiness and relieves our troubles; Home is a lamp that helps us to light the way forward. How can I not love such a home?
My father is a clever man, and his chess skills make me sigh. This afternoon, my father asked me to kill a game, and I reluctantly accepted the challenge. I didn't kill the last game, but started playing chess. My father's deep eyes are full of wisdom. My father ate my horse with a cannon, my car took advantage, and I ate his elephant ... In less than twenty moves, I was defeated by my father again, when my father taught me his chess secrets.
After playing chess, my mother will only bring delicious food to our eyes. When I play chess, my stomach is empty, like two hungry wolves, and there is no residue left on the plate. After eating, my mother went to wash the dishes. After half an hour's rest, I will go out, and then my mother will say with concern, "Be careful after going out and go home early." "I was very touched.
I also have a sister as clever as my father. Her English is CET-4, which is similar to our primary school English teacher. My English is very good now, because if I don't understand, I will ask her immediately. And if I don't understand, she will tell me patiently, with this sister, will my English score be poor?
Home is a never-ending scenery, every touch of morning glow will bring infinite reverie, and every touch of sunset glow will evoke full concern; Home is a good book that can never be read enough. Every article records the unforgettable affection, and every poem reflects the warmth of mutual care between relatives. Home is a memory and yearning that can never be erased. Every wanderer who has fallen to the end of the world is looking forward to returning to his roots. Who doesn't want to go home at sunset every day?
You think you know the warmth of home, but you don't? About Home-Inscription Everyone has a home. A small place can accommodate all the joys and sorrows in our hearts; There are only a few people, but they contain all the concerns in our hearts. I have a home. When I am at a loss, I can proudly say "go home". Let me have a shelter from the wind and rain when I meet the wind and rain; When I have troubles, I can have a place to talk. Sometimes, only in front of home, I have the courage to cry impudently, and then smile through tears. Every time I go home, I see my cheerful mother preparing dinner for me, and my father is staring at the football match on TV intently. I will say with a heartfelt smile, "Come back and eat quickly." It is so casual, but there is such a strong love that I can't refuse. My mother's smile and satisfaction made me feel like I swallowed a big mouthful while eating, and then praised her and said, "delicious, delicious." It is the best reward and affirmation for their busy and anxious day. Now I know why people say running away from home instead of anything else, because home is the most important place in our hearts. After a busy day every day, we always go home. Even if it is late, even if we are tired, home is our only destination. Home not only gives me warmth, but also is the only pillar in my vast spiritual world. If not, I don't know if I have the courage to live. I have thought about running away from home countless times, but because of this family, I gave up again and again, and then gave up. Feel with your heart, the home is very warm, really warm.
My happy family life Every day, my mother in the kitchen wakes me up with pots and pans and takes me home from my dream. Home is a place that everyone deserves to rely on. When I was a child, my mother often sang the song "My father is a boat, and my mother is a sail, carrying Chen Chen to form a happy family", coaxing me into a sweet dream. Whenever I recall that my mother sang this song when I was a child, I can't help feeling homesick. On weekends, I always want to sleep more, but my mother always wakes me up early. I am too fat, so I take me to do morning exercises.
"First, run around the community." Mom, don't talk while running. "I don't want to run." "Run." My mother glared at me and told me vividly. "One two one, one two one ..." Finally, after the morning, I went home to do my homework. Mom and dad are busy eating lunch. In the kitchen, pots and pans crackled. My father put the prepared materials into the pot, and my mother was cooking delicious tomato and egg soup. I'm so greedy that my mouth is watering, so I have to tell myself silently that I'm almost ready, wait a little longer. Haha, hot dishes are finally on the table, which makes my mouth water. I grabbed a sweet and sour sparerib and stuffed it in my mouth without washing my hands. Wow! It's so hot that I have to keep blowing. My dad saw it and went over and said that my little greedy cat asked for it. Who said I was greedy?
In the afternoon, I watch TV, surf the Internet and read books with my parents. Sometimes my father will play chess with me, and my mother will speak a few words of English to improve my English. In a blink of an eye, it's dinner time again. Mom and Dad went to cook. Walking in the moonlight is a very pleasant thing. My father's left hand and my mother's right hand hook my hand to form a harmonious family, and we are all laughing.
Dreams are so sweet. I fell asleep with sweet memories. In my imagination, I want to say that only my happy little family can shelter me from the wind and rain and grow up with me happily. I will always love my home. I will study hard scientific and cultural knowledge, make my home more beautiful and lovely with wisdom, and add icing on the cake to my happy home with hardworking hands.
Lazy afternoon sunshine, lazy me, lazy lying on the sofa, everything is so comfortable, casual and unrestrained. I casually opened a book on the desk, and there was a paragraph in it that said, "Home is a big tree. Although it can't bear rich fruits, it can shelter you from the wind and rain; " Home is a harbor, although it can't give you rich prisoners, it can shelter you from the wind and rain; Home is humble, but it is always the warmest. "I can't help mumbling," it's good to have a home! "
I remember playing games with my parents when I was a child, sitting on my father's shoulder watching the blue sky and white clouds, pestering my mother to tell me stories. My mother's stories are too many: Little Red Riding Hood, Little Match Girl … Every story deeply attracts me. At that time, I felt that my childhood was beautiful and I felt very happy.
With the growth of age, the relationship with parents is gradually unfamiliar.
Now, I am a junior three student, and I always feel that I have grown up and there is a generation gap with my parents. In my spare time, I no longer sit and chat with my parents, but invite some friends to play together. When my parents say they want to talk to me, they always put off next time on the pretext of too much homework until one day …
I read in the book that a father and son live together. Although their lives are poor, they are happy with each other because they care about each other and talk to each other. They have a common harbor-home. Seeing this, I recalled a problem I couldn't do before. My parents have been accompanying me to consult the information and solve this problem together. Whenever I am late for my homework, my mother always brings me a cup of hot tea. Although it is normal, it is full of my mother's love for me. Thinking of this, I felt that I had done something wrong, so I often chatted with my parents and the relationship went back to the past. I can't help but sigh: it's good to have a home!
Home is the harbor of the soul; Home is a refuge; Home is a warm bed of roses; Home is the source of happiness. Home, though ordinary and humble, is always the warmest. Let's sigh together: it's good to have a home!
Some people may say, what's the taste of home? In fact, as long as you taste it carefully, you can taste it.
The taste of home is warm. After you suffered from the wind and rain outside, you came home tired. My mother handed me a cup of fragrant coffee, and my father held up a cup and smelled it. The original taste of home is warm and sweet.
The taste of home is simple. It doesn't need any luxury. It's just a "attention on the road" from mom before she left, and a cup of hot milk from dad. When I raise my glass, the taste of home is simple and mellow.
Home is a warm harbor where we hard-working helmsmen can live. Every day, under the instruction of my mother and my father, I understand that home is not only a harbor, but also a big tree, and we need a sense of responsibility to defend this tree of love.
It feels good to be home. It is the sustenance of my heart and the reliance of my body. After being bullied by his classmates outside, he threw himself into his mother's arms to tell his pain; After the friend didn't understand, he gave his father a sad look.
In today's society, we bear the expectations and incomprehension of our loved ones, and only after being tempered by the scorching sun can we make great achievements; Only the erosion of wind and rain can make us brilliant; With the warmth of home, there is a bright future. Rely on your heart at home and snuggle up to your tired body at home, and you will feel the taste of home. Its truest, purest and most beautiful taste is tasted with heart. The understanding and care between family members, as well as the care of the whole world and the whole earth, will be a world of love.
Holding mom's coffee and dad's milk seems to hold the whole earth, the weight of home, a responsibility, and a taste of the world, simple and mellow. ...
There are 9 compositions in the third grade, which are people's shelters and give us comfort when we are sad; Home is a bright umbrella to shelter us from the wind and rain; Home is a pair of warm hands that can heal our wounds ... it's good to have a home!
Home, the warmth of winter sunshine, let me grow up in the snow. Whether she is big or small, good or bad, she will give us warmth. If you have a home, you have to have a home.
There was a rich man. His career was very successful. He was very rich. But he has no family. One day, he was drunk and fell on the street. When the police asked him where his home was, he said; "home? I don't have a home, I only have a luxury villa, but that's not my home. "
What about the other poor man? He has nothing and has nothing to do with it. But he has a virtuous wife, a son and a ventilated house, but they are very happy. When the reporter interviewed him, he said, "I have a wife and children. They are my family. I will be happy with them. "
What about ourselves? Do you have parents? Do you have a home? Don't feel that your home is not as good as others', rich and well decorated. As long as there is a warm and happy home, isn't it enough? What else do you want? It is said that money is everything, but can money buy a complete home? Can I buy my family? Can't!
Don't cherish your home. Some orphans can only wander the streets now. Even if we are isolated, at least we have a family and a home, don't you think? What is the real meaning of home? Have a family Instead of decorating a luxurious empty house, I am alone.
The meaning of home goes far beyond this. There are many things. Even if you only have one home, it's a home, because some rich people don't even have a relative! They can only waste their time in broad daylight and talk to themselves about their sufferings. This shows how important home is and how important family members are.
Cherish your home, cherish your family, and wait until one day, they are gone, and your regrets are useless.
No matter when and where, our hearts are with you-the inscription neon lights swept back and forth over my head, as if to help me sweep away the dark clouds blocking the stars. A person is looking at the familiar old clock in the shop in the street. It was 2 1: 45, so it was time to go home. Glance at the people in a hurry on the road. Why are they in such a hurry to go home? Probably because someone at home is looking forward to it! I don't want to go home, yes! I don't want to go home because it's no different from the street. It's very deserted. Helpless, I still linger to the door. Seeing the darkness and cold silence through the crack of the door, I couldn't help but feel gloomy again. Standing outside the house, watching the alley for a long time, I was about to take out my key to open the door when I suddenly heard a immature voice saying, "Dad, I want to carry it." A calm voice said, "Come on, baby, get on Dad's back." Looking at the harmony of this family, I suddenly saw a group of pictures: a girl and her parents were catching fish in a clear and cheerful stream, and the little girl's laughter played wonderful music with the rhythm of the stream. When the sun went down, a couple took their daughter for a walk in a small street. Their happy smiling faces are lined up with the stars in the sky ... One night, mom holds a big birthday cake, dad lights candles, and they sing for her birthday. By candlelight, the girl was extremely excited, moved and happy ... "Bell ... Bell ..." The telephone ringing in the room interrupted my memory. "hello? Daughter! " It turned out to be mom, "yeah." As an answer, my mother said on the other end of the phone, "I'll be back later, so you can wash and sleep!" " Mom hung up. "Come back late again, when will you come back early? I thought angrily. For a long time, I stood under the shower head and let the water flow down from my head. I always think that water is the purest, so let pure water wash away the stains in my memory and the contradictions and disputes with my family. Let the pictures by the stream, under the setting sun and candlelight freeze forever, forever … whenever and wherever, our hearts will make our home brighter and warmer.
1 1 time is like a blink of an eye, and three years of junior high school life is coming to an end. Soon, we will set sail from here again and find our own life path. Our junior high school life is coming to an end.
Here, we left a little. We have sweated on the playground, and we have listened carefully to the teacher's teachings in class. The teacher teaches here with a beautiful voice and an elegant figure. Here, we get together, and our faces are filled with happiness and joy. For three years, we accompanied each other's youth. In this precious adolescence, we go to various places to play together. Every corner has our little memories. Let us remember these things and never forget them. In such a happy family, let us feel happy. From September 20xx to June 20xx, we walked together for three years.
It is an honor to live in such a big family. My teacher taught me knowledge and my classmates taught me how to deal with people. These will benefit me for life. Here I hope every student can study and live better in the future. The teachers' kind faces let me know how hard they work. A poet once described a teacher's occupation with such a poem: "Silkworms in spring will spin until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night." They come here with passion every day, but they don't want to come back, and they have trained generations of students for the country. They let us study better, from bright black hair to silver silk. They care about us as much as their parents. It is they who make us feel the warmth of home and let us know that there is nothing difficult in the world, and nothing is impossible to a willing mind. Now, we should be grateful to everyone around us with a grateful heart.
Here, we study and grow together, and we have had ups and downs. This is our home. We should remember the teacher's teaching and don't forget your innovative spirit, so as to achieve your ultimate goal and take every step in a down-to-earth manner.
I want to have a home, a place that doesn't need to be gorgeous. When I am tired, I will think of it ... Although you have a home with nothing, why can't you smile ... "Yes, around us, as this popular song sings, people with families don't want to go home, but homeless people want to have a home. I once read an article describing the story of a drunk. He was drunk and fell beside a villa. A policeman saw him and helped him up. He recognized him as a local rich man and asked where his home was. The rich man said, "Home? I don't have a home, no, I tell you, it's not a home, it's a house! "The drunken man's words seem absurd, but in fact they contain profound irony. The sentence "that's not home, that's a house" can show how depressed the rich are. Don't look at some well-dressed rich villas, running foreign cars and wearing famous brands, but some of them are happy. After removing their wealth, they only have a skeleton. Who else can accompany them? Visible, neon lights flashing is not prosperous, but sad; Behind luxury is not happiness, but loneliness; Behind the glamour is not happiness, but despair ... There is also a story about a father who was separated from his daughter in the war. A few years later, he and his daughter were reunited in their hometown. The excited father held his daughter and sobbed, "I have a home, I have a home!" "The meaning of home in everyone's heart is the same. Everyone wants to go home when they are tired. Having family members to cook and find happiness. They all fight for the family, and work hard for the family. When they are unhappy or wronged, they have family members to talk to and comfort. That should be the happiness of having a family. Home is not necessarily a fixed residence, food, mountains of money and silks and satins. As long as you can be with your family, even if you eat chaff and swallow vegetables, even if you have no place to live, even if you have coarse sheets, as long as you can share life and death and comfort each other, it is home. Home is the harbor of happiness, the residence of the soul and the paradise of the spirit.
Home Grade Three Composition 13 "Yeah! Spend Mid-Autumn Festival with my cousin! " I shouted excitedly, since my mother asked me to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with my cousin, I have been very happy all day. In the morning, I got up early, because after breakfast, we are going to my uncle's house for the Mid-Autumn Festival, and my cousin's family will also go.
Finally, I went to my uncle's house. When I saw it, my cousin was not there. "It seems that I came too early," I said disappointedly. After a while, my cousin came. But we didn't wait for my cousin for long. When we were ready to eat, my cousin came. I said to her, "Sister, why are you here?" Cousin said, "Hee hee, I'm sorry." "Eat, eat." Mom said. So, we began to have lunch.
Eating and eating, I found two uncles missing? I asked my mother, "Mom, where are my two uncles?" Mother smiled and said, "They are fishing!" "When my cousin and I heard that they went fishing, we stopped eating and went to the river to watch fishing.
When we went, they just caught a fish and cheered happily. Then, my uncle put the earthworm on the hook and caught it again. After a while, another fish took the bait! Once, those fish didn't eat the earthworms we released, and I couldn't help complaining to them: Why don't you fish eat such delicious earthworms? It kept us waiting for so long. Just as I was deep in thought, there was a cheer in my ear. It turned out that they caught another fish! In this way, uncle, they caught more than a dozen fish.
In the evening, we also eat moon cakes and enjoy the moon. The moon in the sky is round, which reminds me of Su Shi. Finally, we reluctantly left, hoping that the Mid-Autumn Festival next year will still be so happy!
I live in a very happy family. I, my parents, my grandparents and my lovely and naughty brother make up this happy family, although some trivial things happen every day. However, it is these trivial things that have given me "positive energy".
According to my grandparents, they were poor at that time and had many brothers and sisters at home. Even solving food and clothing is a problem, let alone going to school. As long as I can remember, my grandparents have been very eager to learn. Those advertisements posted on the street are sent to my grandparents, and they never throw them away. When I was a child, my grandparents asked my father or mother to read. When my brother and I went to school, my grandparents told me to read them! Because my brother is now in grade three, I don't know some words! When grandparents watch TV, they will ask us if there are any words we don't know. My grandparents' lifelong learning spirit makes me worth learning. Perhaps, they have experienced more storms and know that they have no knowledge, and their grandparents are old. They also know how to learn and know the importance of knowledge. Why didn't I make progress in my study? Come on, study!
Mom and dad should be my first teacher! Teach me a lot of things that teachers can't. I remember it better. I just threw it around and taught my dad to see it. He said to me, "xxx, don't litter." If we all litter like this, can our earth still live? " We should learn to protect and protect the earth on which we live. "Dad told me a lot about the importance of the environment. I know that we should protect the environment, starting from me, and we should start from small things.
This is my family's business, some trivial things, but everywhere is full of "positive energy", he may not have much decoration. Not so earth-shattering, not so grand, not so tall, but it is these little things that guide me everywhere and convey "positive energy" to me.
15 Many interesting things happened in my family, and the most interesting thing was the idiom guessing. Guessing idioms is literally a performance by one person, while others guess idioms. One point is added for a correct answer, and one point is added for a wrong answer. The people who take part in the game are cousins, me and my brother-in-law.
When the game starts, I will naturally start first. I put my hand over a rabbit and drew three circles in the air. "The sly rabbit has three caves", my cousin first replied, "soeasy!"
Next, my cousin performs. He estimates that there are few idioms. Standing on the stage for a long time, I didn't suppress a word. His cheeks and ears turned into tomatoes. I had a brainwave: "I'm blushing!" My cousin touched his burning ear and said shyly, "One point is right, and then my cousin performs." She pretended to run around clutching her stomach, then jumped up in one place and fell to the ground. "We just learned an idiom." I haven't thought about it yet, and my cousin said that she was desperate. Cousin gets a point for answering a question correctly!
Finally, our silent brother-in-law praised him. His idiom is that thieves are difficult. First, he looked at his hand as if holding a baby, then he barked like a dinosaur, then he made a distant gesture, and finally he screamed like a mouse. "Looking at mice to quench thirst", I made a copy of looking at plum to quench thirst, and my brother-in-law shook his head. Rowen the Rat, my cousin is a movie fan. He made a genetic mutation for the American blockbuster Die Hard Rowen Rowen, but my brother-in-law still shook his head. "Since they can't answer, the performer will get one point." Brother-in-law skipped his cousin directly. "The answer is: Delong looks at mice." "It turned out to be homophonic!" "The game is over," I shouted. "This game is a draw!"
Although no one won, my cousin was still very happy because my mother gave everyone two chocolates. As soon as I got the chocolate, I fell into a bottomless pit-no wonder my cousin's mouth was so happy. It turned out that I was spying on the prey first.