Essay on my favorite, essay on what I love

I love my home.

Everyone has their own home, their own warm harbor. Home is a ray of sunshine in winter, dispelling the cold wind; Home is a rain after a long drought, moistening the cracked new fields; Home is a bright street lamp that illuminates my way forward. Everyone will love their home, but what about me?

Of course, it is no exception.

Once, on grandma's birthday, my aunt bought a big cake to celebrate grandma, and grandma complained to my aunt: "There is indiscriminate spending, and the money is blown by the wind, so it is better to buy a piece of clothing!" "My aunt was just about to speak, and I interrupted:

Auntie, is that spending money indiscriminately? This is a piece of filial piety to you, such a happy day, you are not allowed to be angry, if you want clothes, when I grow up, I will buy you a good-looking one. Grandma was amused by me and laughed with a "flutter".

Then we started to light candles, dozens of colorless candles, emitting a faint light, and grandma smiled so kindly and happily in the light. Then, we cut the cake together, and the whole family had a great time together.

Of course, there are joys and sorrows, just like the sky, sunny and cloudy, unpredictable.

One summer day, the sky was dreary and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder, and I still came home and shouted, as usual, "I'm back." Then my brother came running and said to me

Shh "I wondered, what's wrong? Then a storm came upon me.

My mom called me over: "How much did you score on your math paper yesterday?" ""98" "What?

Have a score of 98? How many times have you told you, you have to be careful, you didn't listen to the careful inspection last night, and the next time you do this, you will go outside to 'bask in the sun', do you hear? I muttered carefully, and when I was angry, I knew how to sprinkle it on my head.

Who knows, this was heard by my father, and I was reprimanded again, I endured the grievances, and said with a hippie smile: "Don't be angry with the two parents, the children remember the teachings, I hope that the two of you will be sprinkled with fire, and the anger will disappear, and you can break the tears into laughter and return to the old good." Mom and Dad looked at me, and I smiled helplessly.

I sighed, and finally the rain cleared and the rainbow disappeared.

Home, that's it, there are joys and sorrows, and you can't always be happy. I would like to say to those students who have left school: "Cherish the present time to love your parents, do more work for them, otherwise, when you grow up, you want to do it, it will be too late, love them well!" ”

Books, like an eagle on a long journey, take me across the sky of knowledge; Like a sail accompanying me into the boundless ocean of knowledge; Like a golden key that opened the door to knowledge......

Books have taken me to a vast and colorful world. As a lover of books, I am like a weak stream that gathers many sparkling springs and dewdrops.

Everyone has their own preferences. Some people love sports, some people love to travel - different personalities and hobbies. As for me, I like to grab a book, find a secluded place, sit down, and read it with relish.

sometimes laughed at the humorous and interesting stories in the book; sometimes was led to tears by the sad stories in the book; Sometimes I am also moved by the tenacious spirit of the heroes in the book.

When I was a child, I always liked to ask "why". Why don't the stars in the sky fall? Why doesn't the water on the earth flow to the higher places?

Why do people get sick? Why do radios sing? What is Dream of Red Mansions?

There were endless whys, but I never thought about them, and the book gave me unforgettable answers. I only know a little about things, but I understand it thoroughly, and I don't like to get to the bottom of anything, but I love to break the casserole and ask to the end. I know the principle that we should "think independently" in life.

In the past, my grades were not outstanding, that was because I became a confidant with books, whenever I had free time, I always read books greedily, like a hungry lamb into the green grass, slowly enjoying, forgetting the passage of time, and like a greedy little bee flying in a hundred gardens, busy in the sea of knowledge flowers, sucking the nectar of knowledge, and picking the flowers of art to my heart's content. Within half a year, my grades improved by leaps and bounds, and I happily held the test paper and shared the joy with the book. I know it's all the book—your work, and you lost no time in telling me, "Pride makes a man backward, humility makes a man progress!"

In my study life, I was sad for the little match girl, sighed deeply for the mermaid, secretly applauded for Thumbelina, envied Hans for her cleverness, and ......praised Snow White's kindness

Book, you convey the splendid culture of China, and tell me the most beautiful truth, tolerance, and kindness ...... in the worldYou are my favorite.