Home is a harbor composition 1 The children of our time are happy, and we are also very happy! Some happiness elements are too many to cherish!
Dad told me that he had a hard life when he was a child. It is difficult to eat pork once a month. He has never had a good birthday. I didn't watch TV either; But now every year when I am alive, my family will accompany me on my birthday, and I will eat birthday cake, which is my favorite fruitcake. Dad will also cook a big dinner, which will feast my eyes.
My mother loves me and loves my mother. My mother is lucky, too. She must do housework and take care of me. How lucky! Where's my dad? Although he seldom comes home, only once a month, he always cares about me and loves me very much. I miss my father every day. How I wish my father could spend more time with me! My big family is warm. Although this family is small, in my heart, he has always been beautiful. Because there are four people in our "small family", this family has become full and beautiful.
I look up at the sky, feel the slightest wind, and silently bless everyone: all of us can be happy and healthy in the new year, and hope that the happiness and joy of our families will accompany us through every wonderful day.
Home is a warm home, so you can't forget it wherever you go. -inscription
At noon that day, it was raining cats and dogs outside, and all the students were eating their lunch boxes. I am the only one who is hungry. Because of my careless temper, I forgot to bring my lunch box, so I had to watch my classmates eat lunch boxes.
Suddenly, the classroom door opened and it was my father who came in. When I saw the box lunch in his hand, I immediately understood that my father had come to deliver it to me. He was soaked to the skin, but the box lunch in his arms was steaming. Suddenly, I feel warm in my heart. That's dad's love.
Next is my maternal love. She is not as delicate as my father, but I can always hear the call of love from her harsh words.
That day, I came home from school and was looking for my Chinese book. However, looking east and west, there is no shadow of the Chinese book. Shit! A terrible idea came to me ―― I didn't bring it. Just then, my mother came over. When she saw that I was constantly rummaging through my schoolbag, she understood at once. She came up to me and said, "Didn't you bring anything?" I nodded my head. "How many times have I told you not to forget it? You forgot. " Although my mother is scolding, I see the shadow of love from her scolding.
This is my home, the harbor of love.
Home is a harbor. The days of struggle always fly by, and a year passes quickly. Now I'm finally on my way home with excitement, anxious to return!
The journey home is very hard and tiring, but it can't stop my ardent homecoming. From the bus to the plane to the train, after many twists and turns, I am getting closer and closer to home, and I will go back soon. ...
I finally pushed open the familiar door, and my parents' kind faces and warm arms melted my inner hardships and grievances. Looking at my parents whose hair is getting whiter and whiter and their faces are slightly wrinkled, I feel a little sour in my heart. Think about the vicissitudes that the years have brought to them. My pain is nothing. It's worthwhile for my parents and myself. Later, my mother's good dishes and a bowl of wine poured by my father made me forget the fatigue of the journey, and the family was happy. Sound greetings, small family, deep love, warm heart. Every time I think of it, home is a dense net, losing years and gaining affection; Home is an umbrella of love, sheltering us from the wind and rain; Home is the most beautiful cloud on the horizon, reflecting the rosy light of love.
Life is always full of hardships and setbacks, maybe it will be difficult and tiring, but please know that there will always be a lamp in this world to illuminate our lonely struggle, so that we can run with all our strength, even if we fall, we can crawl forward, and the power fire in our hearts will never go out. Because home is the harbor of our hearts.
Home is a harbor. Everyone has a warm home. My home is a warm and happy harbor. Why is home a warm harbor? Listen to me slowly-
This Wednesday, the math exam results came out. God, I only got 85 points in the exam. I can't escape my mother's "Fried shredded pork with bamboo shoots" this time! This heart is like fifteen buckets of water-it falls apart.
How time flies! In the afternoon, my heart was pounding, but I couldn't avoid what was coming. After a while, my mother went home, and I slowly told her my score. I thought there would be a storm. Unexpectedly, my mother actually said to me, "It doesn't matter if I don't do well in this exam. You must be careful next time and try to get a good grade! " I nodded again and again.
Another time, it was a dead night, and suddenly I had a high fever, 40 degrees! Hearing this, mom and dad hugged me and rushed to the hospital. When I got to the hospital, the doctor gave me an intravenous drip and I fell asleep after the injection. I woke up to find my family still guarding me. Looking at their tired bodies, I couldn't help but burst into tears. The scene of that night has always been vivid in my mind.
Home can always accompany me when I am most helpless and lonely, giving me warmth and making me happy.
Ah! Home is my warm harbor.
Home is a harbor. You took my hand, and we walked through twelve spring and autumn together. -inscription
When I was a child, my father was not good at expressing his love for me in words.
Once, on my birthday, everyone wished me a happy birthday, but he didn't even say a word, as if he didn't know it was my birthday. When I came home from school at night, I just opened the door and saw a dish on the table with a big cake in the middle. When I went to my room again, the table was full of presents. When I opened one of them, I saw that it was a doll my father gave me. I'm so happy! Suddenly I understood-Dad still remembers my birthday!
For my mother, the deepest memory is nagging.
Every time I make a mistake, you will always hear her tireless nagging. "Wang Ying, why do you always make mistakes? Can you keep an eye on me? You see XXX has been so good, you can't learn from others ... "Oh, my god, my ears are almost recognizing calluses, and I have to swallow it. She is my mother, my Lord. However, my mother's nagging is also my love, even if it is nagging, I will gladly accept it.
May happiness always accompany you, may time never grow old, and I will always love you.
Home is a harbor composition 6 What is "home"? Home is a happy place, full of affection. Home is a place where you can feel extremely warm no matter how cold it is outside. Home is a place that you can rely on when you are tired, listen to you when you are crying, and share with you when you are sweet.
I live in an ordinary family of four, but I can feel full of love in my ordinary life. My mother will kindly call me by my birth name, my father will pat me on the head, and my brother will call me sister in a coquetry way.
In the process of growing up, disputes with parents and contradictions with younger brothers have emerged, and quarrels are inevitable. But no matter how fierce the quarrel is, we can finally reconcile. I will apologize to them and understand each other, because I always remember: "The people who will never hurt you in this world are just family members, and the people who will always think about you in this world are just family members." Later, I also learned tolerance and patience, and my parents were old. My brother has grown up slowly, and he will never argue with me for a trifle again. Because of my family, I have changed from a violent and impulsive child to a tolerant and patient person.
At this moment, I can't help but think of what my mother often said to me: "Only by looking at my heart can I understand each other's pain. Now I seem to understand! "
In a blink of an eye, I was sixteen years old. Now I often recall my parents' strictness and tolerance for me for so many years. Now I am not afraid of any wind and rain, because having a home, a family, a home is the cradle of warmth and the harbor of the soul. I hope everyone has a warm and happy home.
Home is a harbor. Every spring, I go to the tree in the yard to think about it. I can't help bursting into tears.
I remembered that I was only sixteen years old. In order not to disappoint my parents, I entered the palace and became a handmaid. When I was leaving, my mother hugged me and cried, my father sat and sighed, and my six-year-old brother took me and said, "Sister, you should come back early!" " We will take care of ourselves. "
I came to the yard and stood under a beautiful tree. There are dense leaves under the tree, and the leaves are lined with colorful flowers. Very beautiful. Especially in spring. I folded a bunch of the most beautiful flowers and wanted to give them to my relatives who miss me day and night, while I was in the harem and my relatives were outside the palace. I can't go out and they can't come in. They don't know what happened to each other.
This bunch of flowers may be common to others, but it is very important to me. Because it contains my thoughts and nostalgia for my loved ones.
Whenever I think of the warm scene at home before, tears can wet a big pillow. At home, cooking white tofu in a small pot, we can't wait, holding chopsticks for you and me; At home, our two brothers may have an argument, and in a few minutes, we will be reconciled; At home, every time I was scolded by my parents, I still remember it clearly.
Every painting at home is warm and beautiful to me, and everything is memorable.
Hometown is for everyone to miss. If only I could go home once.
Home is a harbor. Everyone has a home, and everyone's home is different. Some homes are warm, some are full of joy, and my home is my warm harbor.
Whenever I encounter difficulties or injuries, my parents always give me comfort and love, which makes me feel extremely warm.
Once, I found myself sick at school. As soon as I got home, I immediately told my mother that she was very anxious when she heard this and drove to the hospital immediately. When we arrived at the hospital, we waited in line, got the number, saw a doctor, took medicine and got an injection. After the whole process, when we got home, my mother was very tired, but she still took care of me in every way, sending water, taking medicine and cooling down ... My mother didn't sleep a wink all night.
The next morning, my mother took me to the hospital for an injection, and I couldn't even attend to my work. Next, my mother cooks good food for me every day, supplements my nutrition and strengthens my resistance. After a few days, my illness recovered, but my mother was haggard. I was distressed and my heart was warm.
Usually, my parents accompany me to study whenever I have time, teach me to do problems, explain the problems I can't do over and over again, tell me a lot of life truths, and let me know what is right and wrong.
I feel extremely happy living in this clean and warm home every day!
Home is a harbor composition 9 I love my home, it is a "warm harbor" in my mind.
My mother is a virtuous woman. She is very beautiful and has bright eyes. Although she is only a woman, her love for me is always complicated. I remember once, I saw my mother waiting for me outside after the electronic piano class, and I ran to her arms. On the bus home, I felt very tired and fell asleep in my mother's arms. Because I was very tired, I was still playing in my dream when I arrived at the station. Afraid of waking me up, my mother got out of the car behind my back and walked on the muddy road that was difficult to walk. I woke up, stretched myself, looked at my mother who was already sweating, and wiped the sweat on her head with a paper towel. My mother smiled so sweetly and beautifully.
Ah, maternal love is like silk, echoing in my heart. ...
Speaking of dad's love, it's a long story! Although my father usually likes to sleep late and lose his temper, his love for me is meticulous. Dad is a teacher. He often teaches me to write a composition. How many times have I written a composition at home? My father always helped me and taught me how to write a good composition, even if the punctuation was right or not.
Ah! Father's love is like a stone, indestructible in my heart. ...
This is my warm harbor, harmonious home and sunny home.
Home is the home of Harbor 10 prose, and the residence of a person's life. Who will say: home is not their life's support? Nobody!
There is a family next to my house, where an old lady in her thirties lives. The money at home is not too poor or too rich, but it can provide for my daughter to go to school. Their daughter is a high school student, and her study is average. She was admitted to a school in Hunan, which is far from her hometown. Because of the distance, she often comes two or three times, which is the time for a long vacation. This couple may be in pain, or it's not just them.
No, it's time for the winter vacation. Their daughter is back for the New Year's Eve dinner. Seeing their daughter back, the couple were incoherent with joy. Yes, I finally met my daughter. How can I not be happy? How can you not be incoherent? It's obviously a family, but it's like across the Taiwan Strait, alas.
The family sat around the table, eating happily. Their daughter is also very happy and tells her parents what happened at school from time to time. I think it means not to worry them. However, who will understand what happened in school?
After all, this meal was completed in a harmonious and beautiful atmosphere.
After dinner, my daughter and parents fell asleep in a big bed. In their sleep, their daughter smiled. This smile, like a relaxed smile and a seemingly relieved smile, should be sweet at most.
She has the dependence and embrace of her parents again! Go back to this warm home.
Home is Harbor Composition 1 1. Home is like a thermos. Although it is not as beautiful as painting and elegant as piano sound, it is home. In fact, in this small space at home, you can feel the temperature of love at any time. My family is a warm and sweet small group. Everyone in the family has their own responsibilities, but I am the ultimate beneficiary. Grandma cooked all the delicious food on the table after school, and my mother earned all the pocket money, as well as all kinds of snacks and excellent learning environment ... They loved me in every way. My stomach has been bad since I was a child, and my family's diet is very strict, but I still can't help but buy some snacks outside, because this is not the first time I have gone to the hospital to "report". This is not the time for me to break the old habit again. My favorite candy also evaporated, so I pouted all day. But I happened that the delicious "falling from the sky", white rice porridge is gone forever. I can't help being sad because I'm so sad all day. Home is a big tree, sheltering me from the wind and rain. Home is the harbor of my soul. Home is a pure land composed of love. In my heart, home is warm.
Home is a harbor composition 12 Home is our shelter from the wind. -inscription
The weather is not beautiful, it is raining heavily and I am unhappy. Because I failed this math exam, I have to enjoy "bamboo shoots and shredded pork" when I go back. How I wish the old man would walk slowly.
When I got home, I saw my father and mother busy cooking dinner. My father saw me coming back and said, "why are you still standing there?" Wash your hands and eat quickly? " "hmm." I pandered and walked slowly to the front of the table. Seeing mom and dad's happy expression, I blamed myself: Alas, you got 94 points in the math exam, how dare you go home?
I held my breath and didn't want to spoil the atmosphere, but what should come must come. Dad suddenly asked, "By the way, where is your math test paper?" How many points did you get? "Reluctantly, I took out that annoying test paper, and my father looked at it and said nothing. After a while, my father said, "You eat first, and then I'll teach you to do the problem." I looked at my father in surprise. Seeing this score, my father always flew into a rage. What happened today?
I hope the old man of time stays at that moment.
Home is a harbor composition 13 There is a song that sings: "Home is a warm harbor, where there is love, there is him." Home is full of love everywhere. We are happy only because we have a home. Similarly, the school is a big family.
In this big family of our class, there is a warm atmosphere everywhere, about love and friendship. Once in physical education class, I chased and played with my classmates. Just as we were having fun, a classmate suddenly fell off the horizontal bar and fell into a puddle, leaving his face covered with mud. While reporting to the teacher, we quickly helped him up. At this time, the teacher also rushed over to see this scene. Instead of blaming the classmate, he washed his hair and told him to be careful when doing exercise next time, and to be safe first, so don't fall headlong again.
The concern of my classmates and teachers makes me feel the warmth of my big family. As long as we all lend a helping hand and offer love everywhere, I believe our big social family will be warmer.
Home is a harbor composition 14 Home is the cradle of our growth and a harbor of freedom and happiness. Home is an umbrella against the wind and rain; Home is a lighthouse, guiding the front; Home is a panacea, and there is joy in suffering; Home is a boat sailing for eternity.
Home has witnessed your life. Sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty are all included. No matter when, home always gives you the place to rely on most.
Affection is another name for home. Where there is a home, there is a home, and there is a home. Home is the most solid foundation of tall buildings, and family is the sweat behind them.
When you were young, your parents taught you human nature patiently and step by step. From babbling to unfathomable truths, your parents are behind you. Behind every success, there are their smiling faces full of sweat.
When I grew up, I began to learn to oppose my parents. We are used to listening to our parents' nagging day after day, resisting for the sake of individuality, but we don't know that our parents' confusion and tears are hidden in places we can't see.
More importantly, we have experienced success and failure, revealing the initial confusion of life. And home, like a lamp, guides us out of this confusion, away from noise and confusion, and towards our own goals.
Finally, we have a continuation of life, and the story of home has opened the second chapter in the dark.
What exactly is home?
When I was a child, the place where I had my parents was home; Adult, where there are children is home; When you are old, the place where you have a wife is home.
Home is the harbor of affection. Life is wonderful because of family ties.
Home is a harbor composition 15 Home is a post station, home is a harbor, and home is the most ideal and warmest place for each of us. If we have a home, we will have happiness, and if we have a home, we will have people we care about and care about.
Home, big or small, is home with love, and home without love. The meaning of home is profound and simple. A family with children and harmonious husband and wife is a very happy family, full of warmth, smiles and thoughtful words everywhere. This kind of home is what everyone longs for.
Men and women in love feel very weak at home. A young couple who just got married and are still living happily in a world of two people are just beginning to feel at home. Only when they enter the besieged city and become men and women with many families can they truly understand the meaning of home.
It is our duty to love our family. When we have a family, we will be noticed. Our busy figure every day is for this family, for a family composed of both sexes. No matter how hard you try every day, only when you see the happiness of your family, their smiling faces and their thoughtful words can you feel that your contribution is worthwhile.
Home is a harbor, home is a post station, friends. In order to have a happy and warm family, and for the healthy growth of our next generation, let's work together to pay eternal hearts for our respective rivers and mountains and win a warm, romantic and loving hut everywhere.