My homesickness composition

In our daily study, work and life, we always touch or use composition. With the help of composition, people can reflect objective things, express thoughts and feelings, and transmit knowledge and information. So how to write a general composition? The following is my hometown composition carefully arranged. Welcome to read the collection.

My hometown composition 1 My hometown is the land under my feet, and my ancestors all lived in this yellow land sheltered by Qinchuan. Although I have almost never left this land, I also have a passion for it that transcends homesickness.

Five thousand years ago, the five-color soil of the ancestors of the Yellow Emperor was scattered in the temple, and the people here continued the soul of the descendants of the Yellow Emperor; Four thousand years ago, when Shang Jun was fatuous and miserable, Wu Zhou, who saved the common people, planted a flag on the loess and announced the arrival of a new dynasty. Wu Zhou is gone, but his heart for ordinary people is still there. Three thousand years ago, the Qin Dynasty unified the Central Plains, which was a trace printed by Qin people who fought for peace in history. So far, the heroic spirit of looking for hope in despair is flowing in the blood; Two thousand years ago, the great man stood up again, and the surviving great man empire made every effort to let the light of the past shine again. Up to now, the indomitable spirit still drives us not to bow to fate; A thousand years ago, in the heyday of the Tang Dynasty, all countries came to North Korea, and poetry reached its peak. Suzaku Street has shown its elegant demeanour in Li Tang, and its brilliant and prosperous light still guides the road of Chinese national rejuvenation.

Now I stand on this land that has experienced five thousand years of ups and downs. My soul is the enthusiasm of the nation, my heart is the benevolence and righteousness of the people, my blood is the heroic spirit of facing difficulties, and my spirit is the courage to forge ahead. My hope is that this land has been weathered for thousands of years, and it is its gift that makes my homesickness roll like the water of the Yellow River.

My hometown is my mother. When I felt sorry for myself, it was the morning bell of the Wild Goose Pagoda that woke me up from my big dream. When I was bored, it was the rain on the glazed tiles of the bell and drum tower that calmed me down. When I am restless, it is the western wind that soothes my soul; When I want to give up my confusion, it is the sense of security brought by this yellow land that makes me summon up courage to move forward firmly. ...

My hometown! I have lived in your arms for thirteen years. All I can do is to pick up the garbage on the roadside, care for the villagers in this land, and show the etiquette of the ancient civilized city of the 13th Dynasty to the whole world on behalf of your dignity. I can do too little, too little, too little! Your beauty, even if my hands can only light up a faint light, will illuminate your face and let the whole world feel your charm! My hometown, this is my ardent memory of you.

My homesickness composition 2 is chilly tonight and I haven't slept.

Sit by the window and enjoy the wind. Yellow leaves fall from time to time. Maybe after tonight, this path will be covered with yellow flowers.

The hazy moonlight is lying lazily on the ground, not as clear as the moonlight in my hometown. In a blink of an eye, I have been away from home for many days. Being alone in a quiet dormitory reminds me of my hometown complex.

I also walk on a sunny night in my hometown. The bright moon is in the sky, cicadas and frogs are singing, the breeze is continuous, the flowers are filled, a kind of freshness and a kind of freedom attract me, so I dare not forget my hometown.

The station in my hometown is still noisy, but full of true feelings. There is my father's back, my mother's tears, and the footprints left by my repeated wandering. Thinking of the day I left, I saw my father crying for the first time, and I felt that leaving home was a crime for the first time. When we waved to each other, we didn't feel that there were too many things worthy of nostalgia in our hometown until tears blurred our future. Now I see the lighthouse in the distance, and I want to know whose tears are flying. ...

Maybe I didn't know what homesickness was until I left my hometown. I have been away from home for half a year now, and I can only listen to the local accent once.

Feel what happiness is and what intimacy is. When the lonely heart flies with the yellow leaves, when the helpless footsteps wander on the yellow grass, suddenly, the long-lost local accent expands the space of your soul infinitely, to the rainy south of the Yangtze River and to the spring like water.

It seems that the dream in my hometown is sweet, and everything in my hometown is lovely and memorable.

I walked through the maple leaf forest, where innocence was recorded; I once rowed a boat and recorded lightness and nature there; I picked those violets, where romance and loveliness are recorded ... it seems to be my hobby to cherish everything in my hometown. Looking at the smoke from a distant hometown seems to be my sustenance and my yearning.

How I wish to hug my simple parents, how I wish to feel the laughter of my neighbors again, how I wish. ...

The night is still cold and my thoughts are still flying. alert ...

I came to Guangzhou with my parents six years ago. Actually, my first hometown is in Fujian. I go back to see it every Spring Festival. My birthplace is located in the middle of Fujian Province and is known as the "Pearl of Fujian". Founded in the 29th year of Kaiyuan in Tang Dynasty, namely 74 1 year, it has a long history and is the birthplace of Zhu, a famous philosopher and educator in Southern Song Dynasty. Random thoughts on reading is a well-known poem by Zhu, which reads: "When half an acre of square pond is opened, the sky is high and the clouds are light * * *; Why is the water in the pond so clear? Because there is running water at the source. " The surface is scenery, which contains profound philosophy.

Superior climate and geographical conditions make Fujian a hometown of tea, flowers and fruits. Fujian has a unique diet and rich specialties. Fujian cuisine, represented by Fuzhou cuisine and Minnan cuisine, is one of the eight famous dishes in China. Fujian is close to the sea, so there are unforgettable Gulangyu Island and Meizhou Island, and there is a famous maritime Silk Road city-Quanzhou. We are mountainous in Fujian, with the clear water of Danshan Mountain in Wuyishan and the southeast of Xiujia. The scenic spots of Taimu Mountain and Qingyuan Mountain are fascinating; Fujian has not only mountains and rivers, but also ancient buildings such as temples, towers, bridges and earth buildings. The earth building in Yongding, Fujian Province has become a wonderful work of ancient houses in China ancient town. Kaiyuan Temple, the ancient temple in southern Fujian, is resplendent and magnificent. Mazu Tempel is also famous. Fujian is the birthplace of important cultures such as "Maritime Silk Road" and "Zheng He's voyages to the West" in history, which reflects the rich marine culture and various religious relics in Fujian.

Up to now, Fujian still preserves many ancient traditional cultures: Fujian puppet show is quite famous, with Zhangzhou "puppet show" and Quanzhou "puppet show" being the most famous; Fujian Nanyin is the oldest existing music in China, and it is called "local accent" by overseas compatriots. Fujian Opera, Liyuan Opera and Gaojia Opera are traditional operas in Fujian. At the same time, the famous Hui 'an female worship Wu is a representative of the unique customs in southern Fujian.

After listening to my introduction, are you tempted? Come on, please come to my hometown. My hometown and I will welcome you with open arms!

My homesickness composition 4 Jiading has a long history, which began in the Southern Song Dynasty. There is a developed ancient agricultural economy; Have advanced modern industrial civilization; There are famous places of interest all over the country; There are also outstanding people who have been praised in ancient and modern times, my hometown Jiading.

Jiading was founded in the Song Dynasty, with a history of over 1000 years. After the baptism of history, Jiading is developing firmly with its tenacious vitality. Since the reform and opening up, Jiading has seized the opportunity, developed rapidly, and shined brilliantly in the western development of Shanghai.

The people of Jiading have a glorious revolutionary tradition and left many touching deeds in the struggle against foreign aggression and domestic feudal rule. Countless people with lofty ideals have sacrificed their lives and blood to defend their country, explore the truth of saving the country and the people, and fight against foreign powers and demons. Jiading Museum still keeps weapons against foreign invaders. Although rusty, it seems that we can still hear the cries of Jin Ge's iron horse and fierce fighting from the fluttering red tassels.

Jiading's handicrafts and local products, like Jiading's business cards, were proudly handed over by Jiading people. The contents of business cards, from white garlic, pigeons and white broad beans to Nanxiang steamed stuffed bun, Jiading bamboo carving, Xuxing straw weaving and Ma Lu grapes, are well known, bearing the wisdom and hard work of Jiading people and conveying their pride.

1June 1993, I was born in Huating Town, Jiading District. I have special feelings for my hometown since I was a child. If someone tells me about Jiading, my words are like a raging river. And if you ask me what I like about Jiading, I can't answer it. It is a kind of heartfelt love, but also a kind of dependence.

I remember Mao Changhong, director of education in Jiading District, once said: "Yesterday's Jiading was steaming, today's Jiading is full of vitality, and tomorrow's Jiading will stand in the forest of nations!"

Jiading is my cradle; Jiading, is to fly my sky; Jiading is a harbor that protects me; Jiading is my hometown forever!

My Homesickness Composition 5 In a season of colorful leaves, in the evening, I passed by the garden and stopped. The fallen leaves in the forest remind me of the scenery deep in my memory.

Born in the countryside, I can't remember when I began to see that piece of green, but there are always some vague memories flashing in my mind like green seedlings.

Maybe I was only four years old then. Children who grew up in Shan Ye have crystal clear eyes. I woke up early at night and quietly asked my grandmother to tell me the legend of the mountains. Grandma patted me and told an old and mysterious story.

Grandpa in the bed over there woke up, fumbled, buttoned his skirt and opened the door. The wind poured into the house. The wind in my hometown is sweet, and the cool wind is filled with sweet wind. I seem to smell the green fragrance of tree teeth. The wind is as light as a tit on a cuckoo's branch. I stood up, looked at the blue waves of Shan Ye forest and felt the beauty of nature. A spring rain stopped, and I saw a dark mountain shadow in the purple sky outside. The rusty iron ring on the door handle jingled.

I can't sleep either. As soon as Grandpa waved, I sat down on the small bamboo stool next to him and had tea with him. I drink ordinary coarse tea, which is yellow in color and bitter in taste, but I am young and have a few cups with my grandfather every day. Grandpa has been drinking tea all his life, and the taste is no longer important. Even a pot of coarse tea bred from the soil and water in his hometown is not a taste in his heart. I fell in love with the sweetness and sweetness of the entrance.

With the growth of age, the heavy pressure of study makes me have no time to visit Lin Hai and my grandparents in my hometown. However, that warm affection and childhood memories have always accompanied me and warmed me. I would like to be a leaf in my hometown and imagine how to fly in the sweet wind in my hometown.

Where is my hometown? Hometown is a faint mark in homesickness. What is hometown? Hometown is a solemn oath in the land oath; What is hometown? Hometown is the homesickness.

Hometown is beautiful, it doesn't refer to a certain place, it exists in our hearts. No matter where you go, you will eventually fall into the roots. Whether you are a celebrity, a great man or an ordinary person, you all have your own hometown and have the call of your hometown.

The deepest thing in my hometown is my memory. Red land, golden rice, courtyard with blue tiles and white walls, green vegetables ... They are growing, waving their arms and greeting us ... They are talking, talking-hurry home, this is your home.

There is a call in the memory of hometown. All kinds of voices came, including fallen leaves of pine needles, fragrant peach blossoms and noisy crowds. All kinds of voices are coming, so noisy, so noisy, but I feel like nature! People around you feel the same way. The noise of all kinds of people in the street and the cries of vendors ... "Selling pancake fruit" "Selling fruit" "Clothing is on sale, the original price is 998, the current price is118 ..." "There is excitement everywhere. A young man in a suit caught my attention. He has delicate features and heavy eyebrows, but he has eyes. I went abroad to study after I was 8 years old, and I came back to see my hometown this time. After all, fallen leaves are my hometown in the final analysis. " Listen to him sigh, "After so many years, my hometown has changed a lot ..."

There is affection in the memory of my hometown. When I was a child, my mother took me as a toddler. When I grow up, we support my elderly parents. When I was a child, my grandmother cooked delicious food. When we grow up, the old man has not tasted anything. ...

My hometown is tea, with endless aftertaste.

My hometown is wine, which is drunk in one gulp.

Hometown is the earth, ordinary and simple. ...

My homesickness composition 7 "Being alone in a foreign land, being a stranger, is doubly close at every festival." "The spring breeze is green in Jiang Nanan. When will the bright moon shine on me?" Whenever I hear these poems expressing homesickness, I can't help but think of my hometown, a small village that is not rich at all, but has unique scenery.

Remember when I was a kid. Spring came quietly, and new green buds and grass appeared on the small trees and grass in the village, swaying slowly in the breeze, and several children ran around on the grass, holding their kites in their hands.

Gradually, the weather became hot and the watermelons in the garden were ripe. Every day, we can see a group of sweaty children wandering around the village. When the chirping of cicadas echoed in the village, my brother took our children to catch cicadas. We came to the Woods, where cicadas called the loudest. Every time I come back from catching cicadas, I will play for everyone. I tied a rope to the cicada's front legs and ran around carrying them. Suddenly, I felt my hands become lighter. When I lifted the rope, I saw only two front legs tied to it. I can't sleep at night, just sit in the yard and count the stars in the sky with a yawn.

When the whole village is filled with the fragrance of fruits, everyone is busy, picking fruits, picking vegetables and harvesting corn ... in short, there are many things to do. I didn't know why I had to work at that time, only the fruit chewed at home.

I am happiest when the air gets cold and many animals start to hibernate, because I like winter best! I have been looking forward to the next heavy snow, so that I can make a snowman and have a snowball fight. So do the children in the village. Finally, it snowed heavily, and all the children in the village shouted loudly. Some were making snowmen and some were having snowball fights. The village is covered with white everywhere. The village was covered by the heavy snow, which also made the air fresher.

Now I go to school, I can only go back several times a year and stay for a few days at a time. I always think of my hometown and the small village with unique scenery that is not very rich.