Essay How to write My Home ? Hurry, hurry! Ask for help, have mercy on me!

To give you an idea.

Start by writing your definition of home. For example, the place where there is love in my heart is home. I have a family of three, members or something, it would be nice to write more stories about love and affection.

My family. In my father's mind, my dad and I had a deep impression of my mom's similar loud voice.

Let's talk about me first, every morning my mother sees that I am still sleeping sweetly with "snoring", so she lights up her loud voice, "It's almost seven o'clock, I'm going to be late for school!" "Shengyin "buzzed" throughout the room, and if I hadn't gotten used to it, Zhun Bao would have shivered. In the afternoon, when my mother came back from work, she saw me doing my homework while watching TV, and shouted for a while

What TV to watch! Hurry up and do your homework! "My mother was always yelling, and the neighbors often came to visit us because something was going on in our house.

But when my mother was also patient, it was when she told us the story of "grinding an iron pestle into a needle", which taught me the truth of determination and perseverance in doing things.

Dad is most afraid of Mom's loud voice. Sometimes my father wants to play mahjong, but my mother knows about it, and there is a burst of birth atmosphere: "Why do you go to play mahjong so late?"

Don't go! This sound stopped my father and forced him to stay at home. My dad and I hated my mom's loud voice.

My dad is a very fond of **, he is especially good at blowing, playing, and playing various instruments.

During the day, Dad is busy making a living, so he can only "say goodbye" to his musical instruments. After dinner, after a short rest, he picked up his beloved flute and played "Little Herding Cow". For a moment, the whole room was filled with a strong pastoral atmosphere, and I felt as if I was in the warm embrace of nature.

After playing, Dad took out his beloved violin and went to the living room to sit and play "Fishing Boat Singing Night". At this time, the melodious sound of the piano reverberated in every room, and I could hear it clearly wherever I was in the room. After a while, my father pulled the strings, and the four strings would play a passionate and deep music, and I seemed to see the fishermen pulling their nets together, and the fish in the nets were happy; After a while, my father played the single string, and the strings jumped up and down, and pulled out a quiet and elegant music, I like.

Seeing the sunset, the red sunset is reflected on the river, the fishing boats on the misty sea are full of loads, and the joy is reflected in the faces ......of the fishermen

After putting down the violin, Dad sat down at the piano again and played one of the pieces he played every day, "Liang Zhu". Although I listen to this music every day, I still never get tired of listening to it, because the pleasant sound of the piano often makes me think about it, the spring is bright, the flowers are in full bloom, the soft cloak, the two flowers and butterflies chase me, play in the flowers, dance with the music, they are like a pair of companions, never abandon, live a lifetime ......

This is my family, and the family I love the most in the world!

My home is a happy and wonderful family, and he can bring me happiness. Home is an important thing that money can't buy.

There are 4 people in the family, my father, mother, sister and the youngest. We all have a kind heart in our family.

Once, after breakfast at home, we went for a walk together, and as we walked, we saw an old grandmother pushing this old man in a wheelchair hard. Suddenly, my mother spoke: "Grandma is really hard, she is so old, and she has to take care of older people, hey."

Dad said, "Yes, now they don't have a job, there must be very little." And the sister said:

Life must have been hard, too," and when it was my turn, I said, "Or, us." I ask Dad.

Mom and sister made a gesture. They all said in unison: "This method is good!"

We hurriedly walked up and said, "Grandma, let's help you" The old lady and the old man smiled and thanked him. We took turns pushing, and the grandmother went wherever she said, and the grandmother was embarrassed.

We crossed a road, crossed a path, and finally came to the grandmother's house, the grandmother's house was very simple, the hygiene was very clean, the quilt was very thin, we talked for a while, the more we talked, the more sad we became, I saw my father take out 500 yuan in cash from his pocket and stuff it into the old woman's pillow, and then told us to leave. As I left, I said "goodbye" to my grandmother, and then I metaphorically saw her walk out the door and wave to us.

Our family is a kind family.

Home is a place where people live, and people just think so. "A dwelling" – that's the dictionary definition. This explanation disappoints me, very current, this explanation does not understand in a deep sense, is a home, is it just a house, a residence?

In my opinion, it's not just that.

What is "home"? Home is a happy place, full of the smell of family affection. Home is a place where you can feel incredibly warm, no matter how cold it is outside. Home is a place where someone lets you rely on when you are tired, someone listens to you when you cry, and someone shares sweetness with you.

I don't believe that anyone will not love home, nor do I believe that some "prodigal sons" will miss their home and family when they wander outside. Home may be a place you can't forget! Home always has that inexplicable attraction.

The golden nest and the silver nest are not as good as their own 'kennels'. That's right, not at all! Even if you live in a ** suite in a five-star hotel, it is not as comfortable as living at home.

And a hotel may really be just a place to live, as the dictionary says. That's all!

For us, home is a kind of spiritual sustenance. No matter how humble the house is, as long as it is a home, as long as there is that love, it is more luxurious and comfortable than anywhere else.

Some big bosses and entrepreneurs with a lot of money, they own mansions, cars, money, power, and power. People are always envious of them. They can say everything.

However, these people often forget their "home" because they are busy with their careers. Taking care of the family, maybe they think they will lose their family property. Maybe they have too much, so they are reluctant to give up what they already have.

Of course, it only refers to the material things they have). Perhaps when they returned to their mansion, they were faced with just cold walls. They are lonely, they are lonely.

Although on the surface, they are used all over the world! They are so dazzling! But they lost their real "home".

Ordinary people are just blindly envious of the money they have and the status they have. And ordinary people may not think that they have an enviable "home".

We don't have wealth, but we do have happiness! Let's be satisfied in small happiness, let's cherish our "home"!

Write Who is in your family, what do you do,,, what are your characteristics, what are your looks...

I don't know, I'm only in the fourth grade of elementary school.

My hometown is in a small village in Hunan, which is picturesque and beautiful. You see, the green mountains and green waters, the birds and flowers, the terraced rice fields, and the fruit trees are everywhere, and there is a kind of vigorous beauty everywhere, and a natural beauty is revealed everywhere.

In the fields, beauty dances there! In spring, the seedlings in the fields are green. The verdant reflection shone brightly on our eyes, as if there was a green elf dancing on every leaf.

Autumn has arrived in the blink of an eye, and the fields are golden. A breeze blew, the layers of terraced fields rolled with golden waves, and the heavy ears of rice jumped, as if yellow elves were dancing. You see, the farmer's uncle's face was filled with the joy of a good harvest.

They were busy, some bending down to cut rice, some driving threshers, and some carrying truckloads of golden rice to ...... homeThe joyful dream elves danced a harvest waltz in the hearts of the peasants!

The small river in the forest is flowing "whoosh", and the children are fighting in the crystal clear river water, you splash me, I splash you, how much fun you have! The sound of "murmuring" water, the children's playfulness, and the shouts of writing are intertwined to form a joyful symphony!

Yes! The countryside, beautiful and vibrant countryside, I love you.

I have a happy family in my home, and this family is very warm. The members of the family include my father, my mother, and me, who is very naughty.

Mom is sometimes stern and sometimes gentle, so let's talk about when she was strict! One day, when my mother and I were watching TV, I pulled the ribbon off the sofa, and when my mother saw it, she said, "Bingbing, I knew you were dragging it, and I asked you, why did you pull off the ribbon?"

I was very scared, so I said, "Mom, I didn't pull it, it fell on its own." And the mother said, "

Will the pen go on its own? Can the clothes move on their own? "I was scared at this point.

In the end, I had no choice but to quarrel with my mother. After arguing for a while, I went back to my room. After thinking about it, I felt that I shouldn't be lying.

So, I walked out of the room and said to my mother, "I'm sorry, I pulled the ribbon." Mom smiled and said to me

Bravely admit your mistakes, what a good boy, and you should be an honest good boy in the future. ”

My dad is a serious person, and sometimes when I don't take my homework seriously, my dad will angrily say, "Hurry up, you can't write your homework half-heartedly." "As soon as I heard this stern voice, I quickly did it, and when I behaved well, my father accompanied me downstairs to play or watch cartoons.

Look, that's my dad.

When I was naughty, I was very fond of small destruction, and my mother cleaned up my tidy things and made a mess of me, so my mother and father gave me the nickname "Trickster".

Mom and Dad were strict with me, but I knew in my heart that they were teaching me how to be a good boy, and I was proud that I had such a good family. Mom and Dad, the love you gave me will never be finished in my life. If God gives me another chance in the next life, you will still be my father and mother.

Mom and Dad, I want to say to you, "I love you. ”