Home is the foundation of our growth, home is an endless book, home is a poem full of good wishes, home is a warm and moving song, and home is a cup of mellow wine. Home is so dull and fascinating. Home is our safe haven, which brings us warmth and happiness and accompanies us to grow up.
Home is like an endless topic, trickling through the tips of many literati.
Home is a pair of slippers handed by my lover when I return; Home is the smiling face of children jumping into their arms; Home is a steaming piece of rice on the dining table; Home is a sweet double bed under the bedside lamp. ...
Home is a deep language of love; Home is nagging; Home is a trivial day that turns over page by page; Home is a string of red peppers hanging under the eaves.
Home is a harbor for berthing; Home is a rest stop; Home is the most practical support when sleeping; Home is my husband's rude words-a place where you don't have to hold your fart. ...
Home is a part of our life and a long and wonderful episode of life. It carries everything for us. When we are hurt and frustrated, we don't have to be sad, because home has become our partner and confidant. Sitting at home alone in the middle of the night, whispering with my family, let them listen to our stories and songs. Home is also the best place to treat pain. It will heal the wounds that are difficult to heal, leave the pain only in yesterday, and make our today more exciting.
Sooner or later, the ocean-going ship will return to a calm harbor. Refueling, maintenance, loading and unloading. . Welcome to the first voyage. Children who leave home will return to their warm families sooner or later.
Home is not just a house, it is a haven for vagrants and a post for the soul. In short, this is also a way of life that truly belongs to me, my relatives and my family.
Happiness comes from having a home, no matter how shabby it is, but this is where real happiness exists.
The one-and-a-half-day holiday is very short, and I just want to cry when I say goodbye to my family. I wonder if the mother who waved away would cry. But I know that home is destined to be the destination of my life.
This is my family, and she is full of laughter all the time. In this family, I keep making progress and growing.
What is home? At home, someone can care about me and let me go. I thought I was going home. This is home, and people can't help thinking about it.
Home, my home, they are so lovely and beautiful, I love my home!
2. The beginning and end of the description of home: home always brings me warmth. As long as I think about things at home, it always makes me feel very sweet. That night stood out. Like a piece of candy, it is sour at first and sweet at last, which makes me memorable. The end: Our family got together happily to celebrate my birthday. The shock this birthday brought me made me unforgettable and colorful.
It is like an odd candy, which makes me taste expectation, fear, horror, happiness and sweetness, and makes me memorable! Beginning 2: Home is the refuge for all of us. Because we have a home, we can feel the existence of happiness. In my mind, home is not only our shelter, but also a symphony, where countless tones can be played and happy voices can be composed. Ending 2: This is my symphony. Because of these combinations, my home is my home. It can bring me happiness and joy.
3. Seek the beginning and end of the writer's composition, starting from a beautiful point:
Home always brings me warmth. As long as I think about things at home, I always feel sweet That night stood out. It's like a piece of candy. Candy is sour at first and sweet at last, which makes me remember deeply.
Ending one:
Our family got together happily and celebrated my birthday happily. I will never forget the shock this birthday brought me. Colorful, * * *, vivid, beautiful,,, like a strange candy, let me taste the expectation, fear, terror, happiness and sweetness, let me have an endless aftertaste!
Start two:
Home is the refuge for all of us. Because we have a family, we can feel happiness. In my mind, home is not only our shelter from the wind, but also a symphony. A place where you can play countless tones and write the sound of happiness.
Ending two:
This is my symphony. Because of these combinations, my home is my home. Can bring me happiness and joy. But also because of the existence of a family, I became strong and self-reliant. These are all inspired by the existence of home. Let me know the truth. I love my home!
4. Happy ending of the composition I want to have a good beginning and ending and grow up happier. Everyone is growing up, and there are joys and sorrows in growing up. As a growing middle school student, I have also experienced many colorful things. Many things have long been forgotten, but this matter reverberates in my mind. It was a September day in my fourth grade, and my good friend Hou and I were sitting in the pavilion in the community doing nothing. Later, you said that we always play this game. ""yes, but it's better than at home! " He replied with a sad face I sat on the side, looking at the sky, and accidentally saw other people's window grilles. Suddenly, an inspiration came to me, and I said happily, "Hou Hou, let's cut the window grilles. You are very good at this!" """That's a good idea." We started, I went to see him, found scissors and red paper ... everything was ready, and began to cut them, with scissors in one hand and paper in the other. I don't seem to know where to start. Hou Hou has been cutting very fast. Look at his skillful movements. I said hesitantly, "You cut it and just watch." "We agreed to cut it together. It's very simple. I'll teach you." After that, he pulled me to sit next to her. He asked me to see how he did it first. As he was doing it, he said, "Be sure to fold it and cut it without burrs ..." Look how many times she cut it. As long as you dare to try, you should start with a simple cut-the swallow. As long as you keep working hard, you will succeed and have confidence in yourself. "Hearing his encouragement, I made up my mind to learn paper-cutting. I was with her all afternoon. Finally, I cut a satisfactory swallow. " Yeah! "The two of us cheered happily. Happy growth not only taught me talent, but also taught me that "failure is the mother of success". A bold attempt is half the battle, and perseverance is half the battle.
5. How to write my happy composition? Where do you request the whole story 1? Beginning: Happiness is like a shadow, following us and giving us happiness. I feel very comfortable when I am happy, and everything looks beautiful. My happiness, there are many, many, don't worry, wait for me to finish. Ending: Yes, happiness is like a shadow. Seek happiness, pursue happiness, and happiness will follow you like a shadow. In fact, when you really have happiness, there will be an invisible happy tail behind you. 2. Beginning: Reading is a pleasure. For those who love reading, reading can't stop, and they have to read to the ends of the earth. Some people say, "The deepest and most peaceful happiness in life." Taste its harmony and beauty slowly. "Calm down and open the book, the deposited ink will fill the space bit by bit, and the dusty joy will open bit by bit. Reading is really interesting! Ending: The book is the ladder of my progress; Books are the key to my wisdom. Books are the source of my inspiration and creation; Books are my motivation for progress; Books are the steering wheel of my life; Books are an indispensable part of my life. Books, like vacuum cleaners, can remove stains from people's souls. Books, like my bosom friends, have accompanied us through the vicissitudes of life. I love books, and I love reading more. Books are the source of my happiness, which will be inexhaustible happiness in my life. Books, the source of my happiness, will accompany me all my life.
6. Write a family composition with a good beginning and ending. 1. Family is a part of our life and a long and wonderful episode of life. It carries everything for us. When we are hurt and frustrated, we don't have to be sad, because home has become our partner and confidant. Sitting at home alone in the middle of the night, whispering with my family, let them listen to our stories and songs. Home is also the best place to treat pain. It will heal the wounds that are difficult to heal, leave the pain only in yesterday, and make our today more exciting. What is home? It is a reluctant home, a warm collective, and a dear motherland. Here, parents hold up a clear sky for their children with love umbrellas, and children offer a ray of comfort to their parents with filial piety; Here, there is a deep affection between teachers and students. Everyone has his own home, and everyone has an indescribable affection for his home. Home is like a small safe haven, which soothes my young mind, makes me feel the warmth of my family, and makes me full of confidence in my next struggle ... The life in our family is very democratic, harmonious and harmonious. Every day when we eat, we will discuss some problems we encountered that day, and sometimes we will argue endlessly for a point of view, so as to achieve communication and understanding. At this time, my father will ask me about my school and my performance at school. Sometimes when I do something wrong, my father will seriously criticize and my mother will patiently enlighten me. Our family has a strong educational atmosphere. My parents attach great importance to my quality education, especially my mother, who pays special attention to my growth and teaches me how to cook, mop the floor, wash clothes and so on. Now I often cook simple meals and start washing clothes. At school, I love my work very much, always rushing to do dirty work, and I have been praised by teachers many times. This is inseparable from parents' education. The most special atmosphere in my home is rainy days. I can't go out in this weather. My parents and I each took a book, each occupied a room, and started reading for a day. The sound of rain outside the window and the sound of reading quietly inside is such a wonderful scene. My home has no gorgeous furnishings, luxurious stereo and big screen color TV. Have a plenty of simple furniture and piles of books. I read and grew up in the sea of these books, and my soul has a desire and pursuit of knowledge under the influence of books. Therefore, I will study hard, work hard and live up to my parents' expectations. -When I was sweating all over my homework, she gave me popsicles; When I was thirsty, she gave me a cup of warm water ... all of which touched me. If only my mother could be around at this time, you say, can I not love my family? ? Mom loves me and loves me.
2. Home is a warm word for all of us. Since the word "home" came into being, there has been a corresponding wandering, but the end point of wandering is to find the paradise of one's soul-home. In the process of exile, Qu Yuan, who suffered from Li Sao, thought most about that home-Du Ying. So no matter how much he suffers, he can wear a high crown and hold a sword and sing his own "Nine Songs". Once Ying Du was captured and his country was destroyed, he knew there was no home in the world. He went to another place farther away, and that was his home. No wonder some people say that "when we meet by chance, we are all foreigners". Think about how many people have experienced such a moment: "Where is home in the Qinling Mountains, the snow is holding the green horse back." No matter how elegant Li Bai is, he will "sink back again, and I suddenly think of home"; Du Fu is selfless, knowing that "a letter from home is worth a thousand pounds of gold"; Xin Qiji just wants to return to a happy home with honor. Li Houzhu has the melancholy of "just a river flowing eastward", and it is only a memory of a comfortable seat in the homeland of the Southern Tang Dynasty ... The literati in the feudal era, perhaps because of the future, perhaps because of the war, perhaps for other reasons, wandered under the ancient sunset road in the mountains, but how could they not remember that beauty when they saw the lights in the city and the sporadic fishing light on the river, or the wisps of smoke on the ridge of Shan Ye? But I looked home, the twilight was getting thicker, and the river waves were filled with sad mist! Even in peaceful and quiet times, the attachment to home is still so strong. My family is beautiful, happy, peaceful, healthy, and brothers and sisters live in harmony. "Beijingers in new york" tells the overseas China people's view of home, that is, in the quadrangle, the family is happily reunited. Huang Lei's home in "Time flies" is the unique charm of Jiangnan water town, and it is also the taste of Grandpa Qi studying there. At this age, our views on home are even different: we want to own a house of our own, decorate it ourselves and live by ourselves; Who walks with me in the distance in the clouds, stays near the sun, can hide their ears, stay away from the secular noise, and want a clean and free life. Rebellious children think so, but good children don't. They want to live with their parents and put their old home and future home together. Home is not just a house, it is a haven for vagrants and a post for the soul. In short, this is also a way of life that truly belongs to me, my relatives and my family. The above examples can be used for reference.
7. Ask for a good beginning and a good ending about home. Dear Mom and Dad:
Hello!
Some people say: "There is a kind of affection that is closest to happiness and will not be broken. It is an eternal mutual penetration and a warmth that blends into each other's lives. " I grew up bathed in the sunshine of love, and the true feelings of the world moistened me. Under your care, I can't count how many times I fell asleep with a happy feeling, and how many times I imagined the future with moved tears. This is because in the long river of life, there is a word that is the kindest, a call that is the most beautiful, and a person that should be most grateful, that is, "mom"; This is because on the long road of life, there are a pair of the most solid shoulders and the most vicissitudes of hands. It's "dad" Your wrinkles are deep, and you give me beautiful youth: your hands are thick, and you give me warm sunshine; Your waist bent and gave me a straight back; Your eyes were dazzling, and you gave me your bright eyes. What can I thank you for-my parents, you gave birth to me and raised me, and your love is endless.
(Join the process of how you say it wrong and how parents understand it)
Me, as a life. Since the day I was born, love has been shining on me like sunshine. Mom, you raised me with sweet milk day by day; Dad, you hold me high with generous shoulders, let me see the outside world, and shelter me from the wind and rain like a tree. Father's love is like a mountain, and maternal love is like the sea. In my growing up, you gave me the most. Your love is selfless, sincere, great and unrequited. Because when I am in trouble, the person who can help me with everything is you; When I am wronged, you are the one who can patiently listen to my crying; When I make a mistake, you are the one who can forgive me without hesitation; When I made progress, you were the one who really shared my happiness with me. Motherly love is a boat, carrying me from adolescence to maturity; Father's love is a sea, which gives me a happy harbor. Mother's true feelings lit up the hope in my heart; Dad's love swelled the sails of my voyage. Whenever I face my father's affection and listen to my mother's ardent expectations, I should learn to thank you and appreciate you, but most of the time, I take it for granted. I'm used to accepting this kind of love. Gradually, I forgot to be moved and forget to say "thank you" to you.
"Selfless love is the most charming medicine in trouble." Everything you do for me is almost for me. However, how many times did you really feel it? "If you are poor, you will change your mind." When you blame me for doing something wrong, I always feel wronged and always blame you in my heart. However, things have changed. When I was still moping about the past, your kind smile appeared in front of me again. You didn't remember my mistake, and you won't hate me for it. You didn't love me less, even a little, because of my contradictions, my complaints and my willfulness. How ashamed and ashamed I am at this time!
Mom and dad, I want to say "thank you" to you. I don't know if this "thank you" is too late or what this "thank you" stands for, but I really don't know how to express my heartfelt gratitude other than this.
Flowers thank the rain and dew, because the rain and dew moistened its growth; The eagle is grateful to the sky, because the sky makes it fly; The mountain is grateful to the earth, because the earth makes it lofty ... My most grateful people are my parents, who gave me life and a warm home.
Mom and dad, you are like pilot lights, pointing out the direction for me in the confused sea; You are like an unknown stone, which makes my way forward spacious and straight ... As your daughter, I know better the truth of "filial piety comes first" and "a drop of water is rewarded with a spring". Although I can't repay you with the power of the fountain now, I will try my best to do something to repay you. I know, and I also believe that more water drops can make a big river. Because I know that your love for me will always be in my heart, and nothing can replace it! Dad, mom, I love you forever!
I looked at the starry sky, but I didn't find any bright star brighter than my mother's face!
I traveled all over the earth, but I didn't find a more solid place than my father's shoulder!
hope
Happy in my heart forever!
8. Write a family composition with a good beginning and end 1. Family is a part of our life and a long and wonderful episode of life.
It carries everything for us. When we are hurt and frustrated, we don't have to be sad, because home has become our partner and confidant.
Sitting at home alone in the middle of the night, whispering with my family, let them listen to our stories and songs. Home is also the best place to treat pain. It will heal the wounds that are difficult to heal, leave the pain only in yesterday, and make our today more exciting.
What is home? It is a reluctant home, a warm collective, and a dear motherland. Here, parents hold up a clear sky for their children with love umbrellas, and children offer a ray of comfort to their parents with filial piety; Here, there is a deep affection between teachers and students. Everyone has his own home, and everyone has an indescribable affection for his home.
Home is like a small safe haven, which soothes my young mind, makes me feel the warmth of my family, and makes me full of confidence in my next struggle ... The life in our family is very democratic, harmonious and harmonious. Every day when we eat, we will discuss some problems we encountered that day, and sometimes we will argue endlessly for a point of view, so as to achieve communication and understanding.
At this time, my father will ask me about my school and my performance at school. Sometimes when I do something wrong, my father will seriously criticize and my mother will patiently enlighten me.
Our family has a strong educational atmosphere. My parents attach great importance to my quality education, especially my mother, who pays special attention to my growth and teaches me how to cook, mop the floor, wash clothes and so on. Now I often cook simple meals and start washing clothes.
At school, I love my work very much, always rushing to do dirty work, and I have been praised by teachers many times. This is inseparable from parents' education.
The most special atmosphere in my home is rainy days. I can't go out in this weather. My parents and I each took a book, each occupied a room, and started reading for a day. The sound of rain outside the window and the sound of reading quietly inside is such a wonderful scene. My home has no gorgeous furnishings, luxurious stereo and big screen color TV.
Have a plenty of simple furniture and piles of books. I read and grew up in the sea of these books, and my soul has a desire and pursuit of knowledge under the influence of books.
Therefore, I will study hard, work hard and live up to my parents' expectations. -When I was sweating all over my homework, she gave me popsicles; When I was thirsty, she gave me a cup of warm water ... all of which touched me.
If only my mother could be around at this time, you say, can I not love my family? ? Mom loves me and loves me. 2. Home is a warm word for all of us. Since the word "home" came into being, there has been a corresponding wandering, but the end point of wandering is to find the paradise of one's soul-home.
In the process of exile, Qu Yuan, who suffered from Li Sao, thought most about that home-Du Ying. So no matter how much he suffers, he can wear a high crown and hold a sword and sing his own "Nine Songs".
Once Ying Du was captured and his country was destroyed, he knew there was no home in the world. He went to another place farther away, and that was his home. No wonder some people say that "when we meet by chance, we are all foreigners".
Think about how many people have experienced such a moment: "Where is home in the Qinling Mountains, the snow is holding the green horse back." No matter how elegant Li Bai is, he will "sink back again, and I suddenly think of home"; Du Fu is selfless, knowing that "a letter from home is worth a thousand pounds of gold"; Xin Qiji just wants to return to a happy home with honor. Li Houzhu has the melancholy of "just a river flowing eastward", and it is only a memory of a comfortable seat in the homeland of the Southern Tang Dynasty ... The literati in the feudal era, perhaps because of the future, perhaps because of the war, perhaps for other reasons, wandered under the ancient sunset road in the mountains, but how could they not remember that beauty when they saw the lights in the city and the sporadic fishing light on the river, or the wisps of smoke on the ridge of Shan Ye? But I looked home, the twilight was getting thicker, and the river waves were filled with sad mist! Even in peaceful and quiet times, the attachment to home is still so strong.
My family is beautiful, happy, peaceful, healthy, and brothers and sisters live in harmony. "Beijingers in new york" tells the overseas China people's view of home, that is, in the quadrangle, the family is happily reunited.
Huang Lei's home in "Time flies" is the unique charm of Jiangnan water town, and it is also the taste of Grandpa Qi studying there. At this age, our views on home are even different: we want to own a house of our own, decorate it ourselves and live by ourselves; Who walks with me in the distance in the clouds, stays near the sun, can hide their ears, stay away from the secular noise, and want a clean and free life.
Rebellious children think so, but good children don't. They want to live with their parents and put their old home and future home together. Home is not just a house, it is a haven for vagrants and a post for the soul. In short, this is also a way of life that truly belongs to me, my relatives and my family.
The above examples can be used for reference.