The composition of going home

In daily study, work or life, everyone will inevitably come into contact with composition. Composition requires a complete text structure, and endless composition should be avoided. What kind of composition can be called an excellent composition? The following is my carefully arranged home composition, hoping to help everyone.

Going home 1 the composition of going home is of far-reaching significance, and going home is of great significance. No matter how far it is, you will want to go home and hurry home. This is the strength and warmth of home.

Going home reminds me of every place, every thing and every familiar thing in my family, reminds me of my parents, reminds me of familiar faces and reminds me of the tolerance of this family. This is the most suitable harbor for me to dock.

People are wandering outside, working hard outside, forced by work, and can only develop their lives far from home. Leaving home is really uncomfortable. There is a poem that says well, I miss my relatives twice every festive season. Every holiday is the most homesick time, and every holiday will remind me of home. Home is the place I miss and the best harbor for my soul. I used to feel away from home, when I was living at school. I still go home once a week when I live on campus, and I miss it very much, not miss it. The feeling of home is always warm. As long as I feel particularly missed every time I go home. When I left, I felt the taste in my heart. Even so close, not to mention those who are wandering outside. Even if you buy a house outside, you won't feel warm or good. Nothing can take the place of home. Home is made of love, and home is surrounded by love. It feels good to be home. I feel very happy to go home. I was so happy that I couldn't sleep on the way home. What is this? It is hope, it is joy. I hope to go home early.

Going home is to return to protection, but also to love, and going home is the most practical.

Composition 2 Go home with headphones on and listen to a song over and over again-"Go Home".

At the repeated request of my parents, I finally agreed to go home to see my grandparents. Alas! But mom's time is neither early nor late, which is just the evening peak.

There is a black car blocking the intersection ahead, and we move slowly with the traffic. Accidentally, we got on the expressway. If we turn around, we will be trapped in the vast sea of cars.

It's better to spend these tens of dollars instead of pushing around there.

Our way home is getting farther and farther. On the highway, I asked my mother, "Why should we go home?" My mother said to me, "We didn't go to see grandma during the Spring Festival, so we should spend more time with her this time. After all, grandparents are getting older and worse, so even if you can't say Ryan this time, try to say it ... "I didn't listen to the next words. If I keep thinking about my mother, my grandparents are old and in poor health, I need to spend more time with them.

After a bumpy ride, I finally reached the pond. When I got off the bus, there was a refreshing wind blowing head-on. This wind makes me very comfortable. Turning around, I saw grandma standing at the door to meet us early. As soon as she saw me get off the bus, she came over and hugged me in handfuls, saying in Ryan's local words, "Pan Xiao is back! Where to play? Have you grown taller? " I said, "I went to Thailand. This is very interesting. " When I entered the room, grandma was busy cooking for me and said a lot to me. Although grandma is vague, she holds my rough and warm big hand and her happy smile, which makes me feel very warm.

I feel the taste of going home.

The nine-day trip to the northeast is over, and I want to separate from my friends in the tour group and embark on my own way home. I was homesick a few days ago, but when I left, I didn't want to go home, I didn't want to say goodbye to them, I just wanted to stay in the northeast and have a good time.

When I boarded the plane and sat down, I was still thinking about life there. When I saw the night outside the window, the snow turned lavender. Seeing the snow, I can't help thinking of skiing with them at the ski resort that day. I am a novice. I have never skied before, and I have no experience. I fell down after two steps, and finally I didn't even want to ski. I thought sitting still was better than skiing. I lost all confidence. My little friends came and encouraged me to say, "It's no big deal, you won't. We can help you! " ! I'll learn it soon. "I found my confidence again and followed them to learn skiing.

The plane has passed the clouds, and when you look down, there is only a sea of clouds left. I still really don't want to go home Northeast China is about to become my second hometown. Life there, I don't feel uncomfortable at all I like sleeping on the kang and eating pasta. I don't like Wenzhou people at all, so I don't want to go home.

I was sleepy and fell asleep. In my dream, my home is in the northeast, where I eat, wear clothes and sleep on the kang. We have all become Northeasters. I don't know why I have this dream, maybe it's a yearning!

When I woke up, the plane still didn't arrive. I recall the day in Xiang Xue, when we climbed onto the roof and made snowmen one after another, full of innocence. Although we were criticized by others, we left a beautiful mark.

When the plane landed, my father and I went home by car, stepped on the familiar stairs and opened the familiar doors. I suddenly found that the northeast, no matter how good it is, is not my hometown, because there are my relatives and my familiar life, and only my hometown is my real home.

What you have when you go home is joy, reunion, being able to honor your parents more, helping them do housework more and giving them the greatest comfort.

Going home is a responsibility. I am the undertaker of domestic chores, and I am more responsible to my parents. My responsibility will make my parents less tired, warm their hearts and warm their tired hearts.

Going home is to bring joy to my parents, to bring them a happy mood, and to make them happy is my greatest wish. My parents are very frugal with me. It is the best choice to honor parents, reassure parents and let parents worry. Doing more for parents is the best choice. How hard it is for my parents. When I was young, I didn't eat anything delicious. My living conditions were not good at that time. By this time, my parents were old. My parents are my favorite people. If I want my parents to live well, I must study hard and succeed in life and challenges. I can win the joy and smile of my parents with such success, make my heart feel better and relax my parents' heart. Singing well in the song, going home often, going home and even rubbing my mother's back and shoulders are all happiness, which is what we should do most. Such a small and subtle performance will make parents feel good and comfortable. I feel comfortable, too People nowadays should be closer to their parents and bring joy to them. Don't let mobile phones reduce the number of times they go home. The development of new technology will eventually bring loneliness.

I go home to be close to my parents, do some housework for my parents, and bring more joy, smiles and communication to my parents.

The tense final exam was finally over, and I walked out of the classroom with confidence. It's really too simple, this exam is so smooth! Look at the time, there is still half an hour before the exam. I can't wait to go home and discuss exam rewards with my parents. I feel flattered to think about it.

"Mom, I'm back." I started shouting when I was far from home, and my mother ran out when she heard it. "How was the exam today?" Not the kui is my mother, ask is exactly what I want to answer. "Very good." I answered my mother in lightning speed, and almost at the same time as she asked questions, my voice dropped. There was a happy smile on my mother's face, and I made a request to her with a bad smile. Soon an agreement was reached, so everything was ready except the east wind.

Finally, I got the notice and got dressed early and came to the classroom. I don't know how long it took, but the class teacher finally came into my sight with a report card. I've been staring at the list in her hand since she walked in.

I finally got my report card. Suddenly, like a bolt from the blue, I found myself almost unqualified. Don't expect anything else Dragging the notice, I suddenly dared not go home.

When I got the test paper, I found that many places were careless. If I had checked more, the result would not be like this.

With hard steps, I finally got home. Mom looked at my disappointed expression and finally asked me. I also told the truth. It's just that rewards and punishments are always clear in my family, and I finally got the punishment I deserve.

It's just that my mother's phrase "never overestimate yourself, modesty and prudence are always good" has been echoing in my ears.

I have never forgotten this sentence and I have never dared to forget it. Because it reminds me all the time that there are many unnecessary mistakes.

Going home for the New Year is something that everyone is looking forward to. People who work have been busy outside for a year just to earn more money and go home for the New Year. I study hard and save money when I go to school abroad, so that I can get good grades when I go home for the New Year. There is a song that says, if you have money, you can't go home for the New Year.

The journey home has become the happiest journey in the world. Every year when the Spring Festival approaches, Spring Festival travel rush craze can be seen on TV. All the stations were crowded with people, and some people even stood in line for days and nights to buy a ticket. The country also tries its best to help everyone go home for the New Year. Last year, there was a motorcycle returning brigade composed of migrant workers. Therefore, it is very important for China people to go home for the New Year. I am also a student studying abroad. Fortunately, my school is not far from my home. You can go home by car every holiday, but the car is not so good. Although I left for the station very early, there was a long queue in front of the parking space to go home when I bought the ticket. The ticket inspector kept order, and everyone who came wrote their numbers on the tickets and lined up at the back. This phenomenon is not surprising, but some people are still whispering. Not only the car I want to take is lined up, but also the parking spaces leading to other places are lined up. The ticket inspector reassured everyone that the train has already started to change, and even if they don't get off work, they must let everyone have a car.

I waited for an hour before I got on the bus home. The excitement in my heart has already been replaced by numb legs, and I just hope to go home early. After a day of tossing, I finally got home at night and saw my mother watching the door from a distance. Compared with mother's arms, the bumps on the road are nothing. No matter how difficult the journey is, I wish you all a happy Spring Festival.

Home composition 7 is a harbor, home is a warm embrace, home has parents, home has affection, home has the warmest feeling, and home is my best destination.

It feels good to be home. I can eat delicious food cooked by my mother, hear my father's caring words, and see my grandparents' caring feelings, and gain a lot. Going home can make me feel very comfortable and warm my heart.

The feeling of home is really good, the warmth of home makes me unforgettable, every corner of home is so familiar and every corner of home feels cordial. The feeling of going home is like a TV series. That kind of mood, that kind of mood that makes me happy, that kind of mood that makes people happy can't be happier. Everything is fine at home, and you can eat whatever you want. My mother's braised pork is delicious, which makes my family delicious and happy. In fact, I have thought about it, not how delicious the meat is, but the feeling, but the feeling of being together as a family. No matter what we eat together, the family will be happy, happy and satisfied. This kind of satisfaction can only be felt at home, and can only be experienced at home. I have a great longing for home. The warmth, greetings and things brought by my family to my life and study are so many that I remember them vividly, and I will always remember such a beautiful feeling. What this family has is not so tight, but more love, which comes from the love of the whole family. It is selfless, warm, and the best feeling that can't be described in words. I want to go home. I miss home.

Going home is gathering, going home is homesick, and going home is the feeling that I want to be with my family most.

Snowflakes are flying and spinning in the light blue sky, and then slowly and gently fall on my palm. Six lovely petals become smaller and smaller bit by bit until they become crystal clear water droplets.

I don't remember how much snow has fallen this year. But it should be the last one.

Dad's work bus finally arrived. Seems to be frozen stiff, slowly walking towards the door of the unit.

The bus may feel warmer because someone is sitting in it, or it may feel people's desire to go home.

On the road where you can still see some asphalt, it carefully accelerates to the direction of everyone's home.

In the car, cell phone rings one after another. Most of the content is to ask people who just got off work when they will go home. Waiting for you to eat!

The driver pressed the "three treasures of luck" in his mobile phone.

The car is parked about half an hour away from my home. Everyone got off here except my father and me.

Dad took me and said, "Let's get off, too!"

I'm a little puzzled. We used to take dad's car, and we all got off near home. Why today?

"Carpenter." Hardly had he reached the car door when the driver stopped his father. "Send it home for you!"

Dad smiled and replied, "No, we can just take the bus!" " "

The driver looked at the dark outside and then at his father.

"Well ... thank you!"

"Nothing!"

At the bus stop, look for the shadow of the bus going home against the wind. The hexagonal valve seems to have melted into the bone.

Looking at my complaining face, my father still smiled and said, "The driver wants to go home early!" " "

Dad's words solved my doubts.

Yes! When we accept the convenience brought by others, when have we thought about the inconvenience we have brought to others? When did we get our gratitude for this kind of effort that was taken for granted?

Snowflakes are flying and spinning in the dark blue sky. I looked up at the sky. I think I'm a year older.

After a day's class, I'm really a little upset. After a day of class, I really want to relax. After school, my nervous heart relaxed and the tense atmosphere ended. Followed by joy and relaxation.

There are many people on the way to school. On the way to school, many students are talking about school. After school, many students will think of what happened at school and see a relaxed, relaxed and happy scene.

For each kind of students, it has different meanings after school. After school, the tense moment passed, and after school, some students were imprisoned for a day and finally relaxed. On such a relaxing way home, some students think of finishing their homework at school, and then they can have fun and relax at home. On the way after school, the students were talking and laughing, talking about some happy things, talking about what happened today, and seeing the joy of the students and the relaxed moments in their hearts. On the way after school, there will be many people and many new things. I will see where the children are fighting and some children are playing with leaves on the roadside, holding each other in their hands and putting them in their pockets. After that, I saw children collecting these things. I saw these children show their happy and imaginative language. On the happy way after school, I saw new things and some trivial things that happened on my way to school. This is not only a joy, but also a moment and opportunity to relax. It's so fresh on the way after school.

On the way home from school, people saw the happy scene of their classmates. On the way home from school, people saw a kind of brilliance, a kind of beauty and a kind of happiness.

There are 10 home compositions that we yearn for. Home is the sustenance of our hearts, and home is the place where we wait with our lives.

Home is a place that doesn't need much. Not big, but warm. In my home, it's just a small house of tens of square meters, where my parents and lovely little brother live. My home is not very luxurious or very rich, but there is one thing in my home that is the most beautiful, and that is love.

Mom always said: No matter where you are, home is always your warmest destination. I used to stay at home. After a long time, I became very tired, always eager to find a new world. Later, I went to school. I just came to school. Although it is a new world, it makes me very uncomfortable. On the first day of school, I especially miss my home, my parents and my lovely little brother. I think they are calling me, waiting for me to go home. As soon as the bell rang, I rushed out of the classroom and rushed home. I don't think others can understand this feeling of homesickness.

Dad said, no matter how far you go, you have to go home. In our family, no matter how late dad comes home, mom always waits for him to come home. My father said that no matter how late he comes home, there is always a light on for you at home. At that time, you will feel very gratified and warm. That is the feeling that home gives us, and it is the experience of love.

Going home is our greatest wish. Do people who study abroad or work in other places want to go home to live? Do you have the urge to go home? I think you must be eager to go home, but you can't always go home. Every one of us should remember that no matter what happens, home is our shelter from the wind. With home, we have everything. Go home often.

My hometown is in rural Dong Bang. Due to the needs of my parents' work, my family moved to Meili, and I went back once in a while on holidays. Every time I went home, it became an unforgettable memory.

When I was seven or eight years old, I arrived in Dong Bang. On my way home, I was covered with disgusting yellow mud, which was not bad at ordinary times. But when it rained, the mud on the ground was sticky, and the footprints of pedestrians and the wheel prints of bicycles were clearly visible. Walking through this muddy road, you will always hear the sound of "creaking, creaking", which makes people feel uncomfortable. Farmers have been complaining: "This road, alas! What a nuisance! " Therefore, every time I go home, I become my "second Meng".

After a year, I returned to the countryside again, and I was overjoyed: Look! The old Huangni Road has disappeared without a trace. Instead, it is a gray-black gravel road, which is great, but it is no longer afraid of rainy days! But the car will still make the sound of "salad, salad" after going there, and it will be very bumpy and shaking.

When I returned to my hometown last Spring Festival, I was really taken aback: "Cement Road!" This high-grade cement road is about 500 meters long and 4 meters wide, with a smooth gray pavement. It is beautiful and convenient without the mess of the yellow mud road and the bumps of the gravel road. The villagers often say proudly, "Look, our countryside is developing very fast!" "

Yes, looking at the wide road, I remember that when I was a child, there were only pedestrians on the road and there were few means of transportation. Even if there is, it's just bicycles and tricycles. It's different now. There are electric cars, motorcycles and even more and more cars on the road. There is a cheap supermarket on the street, and the villagers' life is very convenient and fast. The house where the villagers live has also undergone great changes and become brand-new. Every household has installed color digital TV, and some farmers have used mobile phones. Everyone's face is filled with a happy smile.

On the way home, I couldn't help but sigh: "Isn't it a sign of the rapid development of rural areas from Huangni Road to Crossroads and then to clean cement roads?" "

As night fell, a small room in the night made a "giggle" sound, breaking the usual silence. It turned out that the mother who was alone was cleaning up her child's room. From that smiling face, we can easily imagine that the mother wanted to welcome her children back with a clean and tidy hut, so as to make the Mid-Autumn Festival reunion night more atmospheric.

When the phone rang, my mother put down her work and strode to the front of the phone to answer it: "Hello, who is it?" "Mom, it's me. I will work overtime tomorrow. I won't go back tomorrow night. " My son's voice rang out on the phone. My mother paused and immediately said, "Oh, it doesn't matter. Work is very important. Didn't my sister come back to accompany me? Don't worry, you can work ... "The phone hung up and my mother started housework with" hope ".

The room is cleaned, the hut is clean, and mother is happy to lie in bed. The phone rang again, and mother answered it. My daughter's voice came through the phone. "Mom, I'm responsible for a lot of school reports tomorrow, and I may not be able to make it back ..." "Oh, don't come back if you're busy! Mom is nothing. " Mother said quietly.

That night, my mother lost sleep. At sunset, my mother was busy all day. When she packed the clothes hanging on the hanger and stepped into the house, a familiar voice sounded behind her: "Mom, we are back!" " "Yes, she is eager to return to the children came back at the same time. Mom smiled, but there were sparkling tears in her eyes. " Didn't you say you couldn't come back? Nothing is prepared! ""Mom, we thought you couldn't come back. " "We bought everything, don't worry! "I don't know who this is.

The careful mother found that the children's eyes were all red: "What happened to your eyes?"

"No, I worked all night before I came home." My daughter replied.

When night falls, the hut is full of laughter.

On this reunion night, a song sounded: Go home often, go home often and have a look. ...

Home composition 13 "haha! I really had a good time today. I'm going home for dinner and we'll get together tomorrow. Goodbye! " A few small partners swarmed.

When Xiao Ming came home, he saw the room full of alcohol, which caused his father and mother to quarrel. Dad turned red when he saw that he had drunk too much. He shouted to his mother with a bottle in his hand, "It's none of your business for me to drink." Mother sat on the sofa with her hands on her waist and stared at her father: "What do you look like when you come back from work every night?" Dad's eyes are bloodshot and his hands are clenched. No way! Dad is a grumpy man. If we keep arguing like this, we will fight sooner or later. Xiao Ming ran over to stop the fight: "Stop it! Stop arguing! Harmony should be harmonious ... "Before the words were finished, Xiao Ming was slapped with a bang by his father.

Xiao Ming touched his cheek, and suddenly he felt irritable and burst into tears. My mother was completely angry and rushed up to slap my father, but my father was so angry that he fought with my mother. At this point, Xiao Ming couldn't help rushing downstairs, sitting on the lawn and crying. The lonely figure was sitting motionless on the lawn when suddenly a lamp lit him up.

"Hey, don't cry!" Xiaohong patted Xiaoming on the shoulder. "It's you." As soon as the voice fell, a group of Xiaoming's friends appeared in front of him. After Xiao Ming told the story, his friends pulled Xiao Ming up and rushed upstairs, calling his father not to hit Xiao Ming's mother, and his neighbors also appeared at Xiao Ming's house. "Do you know how tired Ma Xiaoming is? Washing and cooking all day, sending the children to school, and you are a big man eating, drinking and being merry outside, come back ... "

The next day, my father went to work early and came back early in the evening without drinking a drop of wine. He will help his mother when he comes back.

When Xiao Ming came home, he saw his father and mother sitting together watching TV, talking and laughing. Xiao Ming was so happy that tears flowed from his cheeks and rushed into the happy arms of his parents.

I really can't get tired of reading the book "Going Home". Every time I read it, I will be very touched and can't help it.

Haizi was poor when he was a child. He studies in a middle school more than 20 miles from home. In order to reduce the burden on his family and save the fare of 16 cents, he walks home rain or shine every day. What's more, in order to save a few pairs of shoes, Haizi went home barefoot with shoes in the cold wind1February. ...

Later, Haizi became a policeman, imposing. Haizi, who rushed to the front line, was seriously injured when dealing with emergencies. On the way to the hospital for emergency treatment, he shook his colleague's hand and said, "I want to go home, I miss my mother ... I haven't been home for more than three months, please take me home ..." Then it really failed.

Every time I see this, my tears unconsciously overflow my eyes, slide across my cheeks, and drop in a yellowed corner, which is sad and stirring.

The desire to go home made my eyes water. How long has it been since that ancient melody was played? Over the years, I gradually faded away, but my thoughts are still in the same place-the motherland. Your child, I was mercilessly abandoned in a foreign country, my body was trampled on wantonly, but I can never erase my heart of missing my motherland.

The feeling of going home is not far away, and old songs sing childhood dreams. No matter how time goes by and times change, my thoughts remain the same. Mother, your warm arms are my dream harbor, and returning to my mother's arms is my unremitting hope. This extravagant hope, this love for my mother, makes me strong and brave to face all kinds of hardships in life, loneliness in the journey and inner sadness. I will bear it alone until I go home, go home. ...

Ear gently echoed with "Go Home", accompanied by melodious melody, affectionate talk is the continuation of my life. I am willing to wait silently and pay forever. ...

Did you hear the call to go home? Go home!

Walking on the way home, I can always smell something burning. I took a closer look, and it turned out that some vendors on the roadside were baking unsanitary mutton kebabs. When the wind blew, they were covered with a lot of dust. Coupled with those dirty hands, it makes people sick, but some greedy students don't care so much, just ask their parents for money and buy some junk food. But who will think about how many bacteria those things contain, which will affect their health and endanger their lives, and will not throw their bamboo sticks and disposable lunch boxes into the garbage bin after eating them and throw them directly into the road. Those small bamboo sticks and disposable lunch boxes that were abandoned on the road rolled back and forth, as if begging people to send them home and not let them "wander" any more.

Walking on the way home, you can still smell the river stinking. When I took a closer look, it turned out that the garbage bags floating on the river were mixed with the sewage from the sewer. Seeing this, I can't help thinking of the river that was cleaned again last year. At that time, the river was so clear, bright and spotless that it looked like a transparent mirror from a distance. In this year's time, such great changes have taken place. The "face" of the river has grown one after another, and a lot of sewage has been added to the "belly", making it uncomfortable all over, and there is no "face" to see people anymore. Who caused all this? It is we, our ignorant human beings, who only know where to throw garbage, but don't know how to clean up the garbage and stop making the river dirty, but the fact is always the opposite.

Walking on my way home, I thought: If people could know the meaning of the word "health protection", our earth would not be full of rubbish as it is now. Alas! Really sad! Sad!