Homecoming composition _ composition

In real life or work and study, when it comes to writing, everyone is certainly familiar with it. Writing is a verbal activity in which people express their feelings in written form. So, how to write a composition? The following is the composition about going home that I helped you organize, for reference only. Let's have a look.

Composition about going home _ composition 1 a person's life. There were many "firsts", but what impressed me the most was that time I went back to my hometown-Hubei.

I remember that it was September 26th, XX, and my parents and grandparents went back to my hometown. On the train, grandma said that she had not returned to her hometown for twenty years, and she could finally go home today. I can't help but imagine what my hometown is like: surrounded by mountains, full of green. There is also a calm, green and clear lake with a boat full of tourists. There are some unknown birds around. With the wind, there are waves of flutes. ...

I am very excited when I think of my hometown. Is my hometown like that? I'm really looking forward to it.

After a long wait of more than ten hours, I finally arrived in Wuhan.

Wow! Wuhan is completely different from what I expected. The surrounding mountains have become tall buildings. The calm lake turned into a smooth road; The boat in the lake has become a stream of vehicles and a bustling crowd, and the long flute has become the horn of the vehicle "Didi DuDu" ...

On the second day of coming to Wuhan, we visited Wuhan. The first time I saw the Yangtze River, the spectacular Yangtze River Bridge, the classical Guiyuan Temple, the majestic Yellow Crane Tower, and the ruins of Guqintai with high mountains and flowing water. ...

During these days in my hometown, I experienced many firsts. These are all things I have never seen, which left a deep impression on me and left a good memory.

The plane is slowly rising, and the trip to Singapore is coming to an end. Although I only stayed there for seven days, I was already homesick.

When I close my eyes and meditate, I think of home. Although it is not as clean as Singapore, it has been with me for eleven years and I already have feelings.

When I opened my eyes, it was lunch time, and the stewardess brought me a bowl of spaghetti. Although it is very fragrant and exquisite in workmanship, I think it is far less than the wonderful workmanship of my grandfather's family. I ate two mouthfuls at random and went back to my memory.

In my memory, grandpa was cooking and grandma was mopping the floor, as if welcoming us. This time when I went home, I brought my grandfather heat-insulating gloves so that he wouldn't burn his hands when serving food. I brought grandma a back massage so that she could relax while we were away.

After a while, I looked out of the plane window and could already see Wenzhou vaguely. I hurried to find our building, but like looking for a needle in a haystack, I couldn't find it.

The announcement of the plane interrupted my search. "Ladies and gentlemen, the plane is about to land. Please fasten your seat belt. " Soon the plane landed smoothly. When I walked out of the airport, my long-awaited family saw me and couldn't wait to come to me. My father and I hugged each other tightly and shouted, "I'm back!" " "

As soon as the bell rang, I was liberated from my heart, and all the troubles brought by class in the past week disappeared, because I knew that I had a holiday and was about to have a three-day holiday. I will definitely go home!

When I walked out of the classroom with others, a faint ray of sunshine shone here, and I seemed to feel the coming rain, because the weather was really not good at the moment, and the weather forecast also showed that it was going to rain. All this seems to tell me: go home at once!

However, I went to have lunch with others. Although my mood of going home has soared and my heart has already left school, I am still ready to eat. Although I have no appetite at all, because I need to wait for my sister and brother to go home together, everyone's time is uncertain, so we need to have a unified time, which is finally decided in the evening, so I can't go home alone at this time!

There are fewer and fewer people in the dormitory. Many people have left the dormitory and gone home. All these people are excited to go home with others, but I have to stay in the dormitory. I just want time to pass quickly, and I want to go home!

About going home _ composition 4. Parents have built a warm harbor for us, a place where our hearts can rest for a while. No matter when and where, the door of home is always open for us and always warms us.

Sometimes, we feel that our parents can't understand us, so we have a quarrel. We always wonder why our parents are so cruel to us. It is that we forget the little love in our hearts, which was built with the tears and sweat of our parents! We always remember our parents' anger, but forget our happiness and the happy road we walked together.

Perhaps, we used to take our parents' love for granted. I once read an article on the post bar: 1 year old, 2 years old ... 30 years old, parents pay for us with their little love, and we give them back. Cold eyes? Swearing? We don't know how heartbreaking this is for our parents. You know, how happy they are that they have done so much for us. I just hope we can grow up soon.

Don't forget what you once had. Cherish what you can't get. Don't give up what is yours. What has been lost is left as a memory.

The blue castle once smiled, prayed and made naive wishes. Maybe our love is not lonely, but the meteor will die one day. Cherish the little love we have now.

Every day when I get home, the lights at the door are quietly on. I can understand that this is a little love from our parents, waiting for us to carefully collect and light up our way home.

Composition about Going Home _ Composition 5 Going home, this word has different meanings for everyone, including nostalgia, excitement, warmth and excitement. Migrant workers miss their families, thinking about how their families are now and what changes have taken place in their hometown.

But for me, going home is to eat delicious food, not to get the love of my parents. When they see me, it is a kind of' missing' that can't be described in words, because I seldom go home at school, about two or three weeks, and sometimes I can't see them when I go back. They may not be at home when I go back, but they are still working hard outside.

Some people don't know if they are lucky. When they get home, they just ask their families for money. They surf the internet if they want money, regardless of their hard-earned money and whether they are worried or not. When the family came back from shopping, he also said that this was not good and that was not good, and he was picky. You can only go home once a year when you are away from home, and you may not be able to go back once a year. You have to call home to ask.

Old man, how eager children who work far away from home often go home to see. Whenever I see other people's families get together for a happy reunion dinner, my tears fall like a broken bead. Looking at the warmth is like shooting a beam of light in a dark place without light, which leads us home so warmly. I love my family and the feeling of coming home.

Composition about Going Home _ Composition 6 "Going home" is too familiar to some students, but it is too fresh and happy for us boarders, just like money falling from the sky, we found it. When I talk about going home, I am so happy, crazy and forgetful, like a hundred stones repeatedly hit by strong earthquakes, swinging wildly in my heart. Look! I went home again today. We haven't been home for three weeks. Mom and dad often call to care about us and let us go home quickly. We also want to go back to our parents and reunite with them, but in order to prevent the terrible SARS, we have to spend our happy May Day holiday at school. Although we are happy, we are really better at home than happy: pain and happiness, sadness and happiness, heaven and earth. Now we suddenly come home with a notice, and we are at a loss. I don't know how happy we are! I don't know how happy I am Some students shouted from time to time, "God has opened his eyes, God has opened his eyes!" " Back in the dormitory, some students hugged each other, some students were busy packing and getting ready to go, and some students even poured a basin of water on their heads, which was really unsightly.

Home, I don't know why I miss it, but I always want to go home. I always find it hard to say something when I get together with my parents. I want to go home!

For everyone who leaves home, going home seems to be something that I want to do every day but I can't always do. Because we have too many' forced'. For example, going to school in different places, for example, going to work far away. But despite this, no matter how heavy the burden, everyone still wants to go home. Because at home, we can relax, laugh and cry, and be ourselves, without affectation or affectation.

I am also a child who goes to school outside. Although it's not far, I'm not tired to go home once a week, but I still can't miss home.

Today, I went home again. Today, I am extremely eager to go home at once. Because tomorrow is a special day-Women's Day. I want to celebrate this festival for my mother.

On the bus, I met a sister in No.1 Middle School. She is in grade three now. She said that their holiday time is irregular, and they only have holidays without exams. It is not easy for her to go home today. After listening to it, I feel lucky-at least I can go home often.

Then, the driver's uncle also sang "Go home often". As time goes on, the sun sets slowly. The car is carrying a car full of people racing against the sunset on the way home. I believe we must be the first to reach the finish line, don't you think?

It's past three o'clock in the morning, and I'm not sleepy at all when I take the "red-eye flight" home. Looking at the dark sky outside the window, a little homesickness came to my mind.

This time I went to Thailand, where the scenery was picturesque, but after two weeks, my homesickness became more and more intense. I thought of my father, who didn't go with me because of his busy work. He must be lonely. At the moment, I feel a little guilty. I stayed out for so long that I didn't even say hello to him. On the contrary, he kept calling me. Thinking of his smile when I left, I couldn't wait to run home at once.

The light suddenly turned on, and it turned out that the stewardess was coming to deliver food. I ate slowly, thinking of the delicious food cooked by my grandfather, neither salty nor light, neither old nor raw. Grandpa often helps us buy food and deliver breakfast. When we are not at home, he will also help us do housework and take care of small animals. He is really good to me.

The sun rises gradually, and the clouds are all red and warm. In the warmth, I suddenly thought of a headache-homework. I have always wanted to escape, but the school is about to start, but I have to face it. On second thought, I can hide for a while, but not for life. I have to finish writing, write early and have time to play.

I finally fell asleep after a sleepless night, and I will be greeted by a warm and lovely home.

Composition on the way home _ Composition 9 I went back to my hometown this winter vacation and did what I think is the most meaningful thing, that is, doing it!

Every New Year, there is a custom in our hometown, that is, we have to package jiaozi ourselves. What is this, jiaozi? A Chinese herbal medicine named Mianyinchen was used to mash its leaves to make green liquid, and then this liquid was mixed with flour to make green dough. Like Bao jiaozi, this dough is wrapped with stuffing prepared in advance (like wrapping moon cakes), and then there is a mold, which is peach-shaped. Put the wrapped dough into the mold and press it hard to make it. I used my imagination, stole a dough and pinched a turtle like plasticine. Although the shape is not good, it is still delicious!

I thought grandma did the best, so I secretly asked her how she did it. Is there any secret? Grandma told me: "When I was a child, my mother taught me to make quilts. Every time I don't do well, my mother will hit my hand, but I can see that she cares about me very much. Every time I don't do well, she secretly leaves me one or two. I study very hard, so when I was your age, I already made this quilt like a model. " Oh, there was no opportunism. You must devote time and thought to study.

In the evening, my family was tasting grandma's craft, and I was tasting my little turtle. Grandma, I will study this traditional craft hard and cook it for the whole family!

Composition about Going Home _ Composition 10 Sitting in the car going home, there is always a little warmth. One second passed, and another second passed. There are waves on the calm lake. I can't sit still any longer. I can't wait to go home at once.

I don't know, since I was here, missing my hometown has become my living habit. I don't know, since I was here, I have been thinking about the people I love and missing my home. I used to think that going home is a very common thing, but now I fall in love with going home and want to cherish the time of going home, which surprised me.

The Spring Festival is coming this year, and I have made a decision to go home tomorrow. The cold wind blew with a hint of sadness. When I got on the train, it was crowded here and most people were ready to go home. At first, the venue was silent. Slowly, everyone was talking and laughing. I looked out of the window. There were green trees, colorful flowers and many wonderful scenery, but none of them attracted my attention. There is still a long way to go from home. I don't know why, my hands have been sweating, and my heart is like a fire, and I can't calm down. I always can't sleep at night, thinking about home constantly, and tears unconsciously flow down.

When I got off the station and saw my family waiting for me, I couldn't help crying and hugging them. ......

Composition about going home _ Composition 1 1 Traffic safety is everyone's responsibility. In China, more than 60 people die in traffic accidents every second, which means that one kind of people die or disappear every second. Today, with the continuous improvement of people's living standards in China, people gradually get used to using cars instead of walking, but accidents are becoming more and more frequent. I personally witnessed and experienced two traffic accidents:

That day, it was sunny, and I went home happily as usual. Suddenly, there was a bang, just like thunder in a dry day. It turned out that a "145" bus that ran a red light ran into a car, and the car glass spilled all over the floor. I was shocked and didn't know what to do.

I used to be naughty, but now I have learned my lesson. When I was in the third grade, I knew nothing. Once, I picked out a garbage bag and threw it into the bus. Just as I was complacent about this prank and was about to run back, suddenly, a motorcycle came at a gallop. I couldn't dodge being hit, and it hurt a little. Fortunately, the motorcycle driver fell because he avoided me. I hurried to the underground passage. ...

No matter when, safety is always the first. Traffic accidents can be scratched, broken hands and feet, and even life-threatening. I hope drivers remember not to drive a hero car, not to smoke while driving, and not to drink and drive. At the same time, we should not jaywalk, but take the crosswalk, go to school happily and go home safely.

I wish everyone a happy life and a happy and healthy society!

Composition on the way home _ composition 12 "The golden nest and the silver nest are not as good as their own kennel." This proverb fully illustrates the importance of home to us. When we are tired from working and studying outside, we just want to go home and have a good rest.

Everyone, even without a house, will find a stable home, because family is the cornerstone of all education, so everyone has a home. Home is everyone's second life and everyone's most important wealth.

I like the feeling of coming home. In a peaceful environment, there is no intrigue between people, no boring books, which can completely relax people. I like to do what I like after school. Sometimes I watch TV, sometimes I am immersed in the Internet, and sometimes I like reading ... Home is a paradise on earth for everyone.

Not everyone can have a warm home. The tramp on the roadside has no fixed place. With this meal, they don't know where the next meal is. Without the hugs of their families, they live an aimless life. For them, home is so far away!

I am glad to have a warm family, so that I can go home and enjoy the care and warmth from my family after a heavy day's schoolwork.

Composition on Going Home _ Composition 13 In the palace, there lived a beautiful and kind Snow White. Today is Snow White's sixteenth birthday. People in every snow country send presents to celebrate Snow White's birthday. The king sent a guard to catch a talking bird of paradise for Snow White. The bird of paradise lost consciousness as soon as it got dark. The guard gave the bird of paradise to Snow White.

The bird of paradise woke up. He looked around and found himself locked in a delicate wooden birdcage. He cried in the cage and said, "Snow White, I want to go home! I want to go home! You are quick to let me out ... "Snow White was surprised and asked," Can you talk? " Birds of paradise nod like chickens pecking at rice. Snow White thought: Poor bird of paradise. If it can't see its mother, it must be very sad. Snow White asked the bird of paradise, "Bird of Paradise, do you miss your mother?" Shall I let you go home? " The bird of paradise said excitedly; "Yes! Yeah! I can finally regain my freedom. " Snow White kept her promise and opened the door of the birdcage.

Birds of paradise are free again. It wants to fly to its home. From then on, the bird of paradise lived a happy life and was reunited with his family.

Composition about Going Home _ Composition 14 Today, I am extremely excited and scared. Because I want to go home alone. My mother first called my third aunt in my hometown and asked her to meet me at the station. Then my parents took me to the station.

Accompanied by my parents, I got on the bus to Qufu. Mom and dad have to leave before the car leaves. Looking at their distant figure, my sister began to cry. I was scared, as if holding many rabbits in my arms and my heart was pounding. But I pretended to be calm in front of my sister. What should I do? I used my quick wits and said a few interesting words to amuse my sister. The car started, and the slightly calm heart began to get nervous. At this time, I remembered the "Looking for Mother in a Thousand Miles" I watched not long ago. At the age of seven, Genoa went to a distant place by boat and bus to find her mother. He was injured by a bad man on the road. He is not afraid, because he has no money to perform alone and has experienced so many setbacks and difficulties. I 10 years old, not afraid to miss me.

After two hours' drive, I finally arrived in Qufu. When I got to the station, I saw my third aunt before I got off the bus. I'm glad to be home.

I am so happy today!

Composition about Going Home _ Composition 15 My mother and I decided to go back to our hometown today, because we haven't visited our grandparents for a while.

My mother and I washed our faces in a hurry, rinsed our mouths and got on the bus. In the car, I think I haven't returned to my hometown for a long time. How are my grandparents? Has the scenery changed there? I fell asleep thinking about it. I don't know how long it took. Suddenly, my mother called, "Li Zhuo, get up quickly. It's grandpa's house. " When I woke up, I found that my hometown was very different from before. There are no clouds in Wan Li, the grass is covered with green, and bloom is fragrant. The scenery here is really beautiful!

We immediately ran to grandpa's house, and we saw grandma waving at the door. I shouted "Grandma, Grandpa" and Grandpa heard the shouts. I squinted happily and said loudly, "It's good to come back and cook the best food for you."

My mother and I decided to go to the mountains before dinner. As soon as we went up the mountain, a large piece of red came into view. It is bright and red, and its flowers and leaves are more energetic than potted azaleas. The trees on the mountain are lush and dense, so we can't tell where the road is. We creaked on the leaves. A gust of wind blew, and the green leaves nodded to us slightly, as if welcoming us.

How time flies! We will go home to school tomorrow. My grandfather and I made an appointment to meet on May Day.