1000 Words Essay on Home Urgently Needed Thank You

Family is a part of our lives, a long and wonderful episode of life. It bears everything we have. When we are traumatized and frustrated, we don't have to be sad, because home has become our partner and our confidant.

In the long night, I sat alone at home and whispered to my family, so that my family could listen to our stories, our songs. Home is also the best place for pain, it will heal wounds that are difficult to heal for us, so that the pain is only left yesterday, and make our today more exciting.

What is home? It is the family affection that is difficult to give up, the warm collective, and the dear motherland. Here, parents use loving umbrellas to hold up a clear sky for their children, and children offer a ray of comfort to their parents with filial piety; Here, there is a strong sense of teacher-student affection and friendship.

Everyone has their own home, and everyone has an indescribable sense of intimacy with their home.

My home is like a small haven, which soothes my young heart, makes me feel the warmth of family affection, and makes me full of confidence and ...... for the next struggle

The atmosphere of life in our family is very democratic, harmonious and harmonious. Every day when I eat, I will discuss some problems encountered that day, and sometimes argue about a point of view, and then achieve communication and understanding. At this time, my father would ask me about school and how I was doing in school.

Sometimes when I did something wrong, my father would give me serious criticism, and my mother would patiently inspire and educate me. Our family also has a strong educational atmosphere, and my parents pay great attention to my quality education, especially my mother, who pays special attention to my growth and teaches me how to cook, mop the floor, do laundry, and so on. Now I often cook simple meals and do my own laundry.

In school, I love to work very much, and I always actively rush to do dirty work, and I have been praised by teachers many times. This is inseparable from the education of parents.

The most special atmosphere in my house is the rainy day, such weather can not go out, my parents and I each hold a book, each occupy a room, and start the day of reading. Outside the window is the sound of the rain, and inside is the quiet sound of reading, what a wonderful scene!

My home doesn't have flashy furnishings, let alone a luxurious combination of sound and a large-screen color TV. Some are simple pieces of furniture and piles of books. I read and grew up in the sea of these books, and my soul has a thirst and pursuit of knowledge under the influence of books.

Therefore, I have to study hard and work hard to live up to my parents' expectations of me.

A treasure cover covers the cold wind on the face; One horizontal and three apostrophes are the expectations of the family; Thinking about the outside is the look of the people outside to the home; A vertical hook is to bind the whole family together. When I was a child, I was always in the hospital with my grandfather.

I live in a bad home because your dad is a stepdad and treats me badly.

Home, my favorite.

Home is our lifelong companion, home.

Beautiful home.

If life is compared to a kind of drifting, then home is a boat, home is a warm harbor, and home is a permanent shore. My home is one such place.

Turning a few leafy longan trees outside the nursing home, you can see a curvy road. At the end of the road, a corner of my house is slightly exposed, and if you walk along the road, you can reach the tent next to my house, where there are cute chickens. Once, I put my hand next to the chick, and the chick saw it and pecked at my hand.

They must have thought my hands were five bugs. Outside the tent, there were often a few small birds docked, as if they were warriors standing guard. Next to the tent is a housekeeper's puppy named Lubi.

Ruby is very powerful, and whenever a living person approaches, he will always rush up and scream. But when Lubi was small, he didn't look fierce at all, but rather cute, and I used to play with it, but then it scratched my hand, and I rarely played with it since.

A little more walk down the road to my home. My house is a big two-story house. From the sky, it looks like a row.

There are many flowers planted on the roof of the building, including roses, cactus flowers, begonia flowers, ....... These flowers were transplanted by my sister from elsewhere, and they have finally grown up after countless ups and downs. The tenacity of flowers is also an example for us to learn.

There is a computer in the room on the east side of the second floor, and I used to think it was amazing when I fiddled with it, and I was amazed by the many patterns on the desktop of the computer. Now the computer doesn't feel magical after playing for a long time. I met a lot of friends on the computer, I chatted with them when I was bored, and they taught me a lot.

I also have a QQ pet on the computer, and I used to think it was very funny, so I used to tease it. But then I ran out of ingots, and it was about to starve to death. Fortunately, I caught a big mouse in a QQ pet mouse catching game, and got a reward of 80 ingots, and I had money to buy food and bathe it.

I also published three essays on the computer, all three of which were published by my brother after several teachings. These three essays helped me understand how to write essays about people and scenes. There are many things in the kitchen on the ground floor.

There are bicycles, tables, chairs, gas stoves, 、......I used to fall so many times when I first started to learn to ride a bike that I can't count, and I finally learned to ride a bike after many sessions.

This is my home, what a beautiful home, and living in it will make you feel extremely happy.

Family. The poet Bing Xin said: "The wind and rain in the sky are coming, and the birds hide in their mother's nest; The storm in the world came, and the daughter hid in her mother's arms. "Home, isn't it just to embrace you and me? —Epigraph.

I live in an ordinary family, my father, my mother, my brother and I are happy members in this warm "temple", my brother and I are the beloved "angels" of my parents, they love us as much as we love them.

Dad was two years younger than Mom, and when I was a kid, I thought it was funny. One day, I raised my head and asked my father, "Dad, everyone is big with my father, why is my mother the big in our family?"

Dad's face turned red, and he was stunned for a long time: "This ......."This ......No matter how big or small......"Dad opened a taxi and came back late every day, and Mom always sat at the dinner table and waited patiently. One evening in the middle of winter last year, the north wind was howling outside, the snow was falling, and my father still didn't come back very late, and my mother was so nervous.

Ten minutes, twenty minutes, thirty minutes......Mom finally took Dad's arm and walked in, it turned out that Dad had run a long distance. I saw that my mother was busy bringing washing water to my father, and she was busy with hot meals, and she looked sweet. I playfully leaned into my father's ear and whispered

Dad, is this love? Dad pretended to be serious and said, "What do you know, child!"

I didn't back down and said loudly: "Well, no matter the size, no matter the size!" Before my father could raise his arm, my brother and I slipped into the back room.

My mother was very hardworking, and after being laid off, she was unwilling to be lonely and opened a small shop. When business was sluggish, my mother saved more and more, but my mother was very generous to us. Once, my mother said that she wanted to knit a sweater, but I was so happy that I quickly expressed my opinion on the color and style of the sweater, and the result was a white joy, it turned out that my mother was going to knit for my younger brother.

Immediately, I pouted, hid in the house and began to cry. When I came out of the house, my mother took the yarn and said to me with a smile, "How about it, do you like this color?"

Like! Like! I burst into tears and laughed.

Later, I learned that this opportunity was given up by my younger brother, and now that I think about it, I am really embarrassed, after all, I am a sister!

As for my brother and I, it was inevitable that we would get into a fight. My brother likes art, and I like **, so it's inevitable that there will be some friction in front of the TV. Just like that day, my brother said that he wanted to watch "teach you how to draw", but I insisted on listening to the song, so the war of words began to ......Thanks to my father's justice, otherwise I would have to surrender on my knees, and maybe I would have to sign the "unequal" treaty made by my mother, alas!

At that moment, I was moved. I will never forget the warmest picture in the world under the golden dome intertwined with dead branches and leaves, in the bleak autumn wind and autumn rain, under a small pink umbrella. At that moment, I was deeply moved for the first time.

The drizzle kept falling, the autumn wind kept blowing, and the lights of thousands of homes were already shining on the side of the road. I rode in distraught, complaining about being too late for school and complaining about the terrible weather.

The ancients were right, "the autumn wind and autumn rain are sad", I hate the rain, and my already almost numb mood is made even more vulnerable by it. I looked around as the big cars rushed by, and a small pink umbrella broke into my eyes. What a delicate little umbrella, my heart trembled slightly.

Under the umbrella, the young mother held the handle of the umbrella, and the little girl with long braids held her mother by the hand, gently rested her head on her mother's shoulder, and walked slowly with a smile and a smile. I couldn't help but slow down and quietly follow the mother and son.

When a cold wind blew, I shivered involuntarily, and saw the mother take off her rain-soaked coat and put it on her daughter, hugging her daughter tightly, asking questions with concern, while the beautiful little girl smiled understandingly.

So, in the cold and slightly lonely evening, the thin mother and her young daughter snuggled up under the umbrella, and gradually disappeared into the hazy bend in the slanting wind and drizzle.

At that moment, I was deeply moved, my heart suddenly soured, and my eyes were already moist. I have always thought that I am indestructible, but I have become sentimental in such an ordinary scene.

Those who have watched "The Story of an Only Child" will never forget the memories of a teenage girl before facing the tragic reality of the early death of her parents, and it was not until this moment that I truly appreciated the preciousness of family affection. I started to get scared, I didn't know what would have happened without my parents, I didn't dare to think about how much love they had given me since I was a child, and what would I give them in return? I always want to let my parents live in a luxury villa when I grow up, eat delicacies from the mountains and seas, and wear silk and satin, but I have time to create, do my parents have time to wait?

The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop, and the child wants to raise but does not wait. "The ancient teachings of the saints have long been memorized, but do you really understand the meaning of doing them?

So, that night, I poured a cup of tea for my parents, I hugged my mother, and said coquettishly, "Mom, I love you!" ”

Thank you for that evening that gave me a profound lesson in politics; Thanks to the rain, which deeply moistened my dull soul; Thank you for that moment, which touched me deeply.