A 450-word composition on a moment of family warmth

Before I was born, my parents and sister lived in the dormitory of my father’s sugar factory company. But a year later, I was also born. At this time, our family moved out of the dormitory and moved to a building. In the new big house, when my mother carried me to that house, I didn’t understand anything, but I vaguely felt a sense of "home", which made me fall asleep peacefully. It was really amazing. experience.

My parents have been my big playmates since I was a child. My father would make multiple weapons out of wood. My mother would buy dolls for my sister and me to play with. Sometimes my parents would play with us!

What I like most is watching mom and dad cook together. The more hands they have, the faster they cook. It can also increase the relationship between the couple. The food they make is also very delicious because it is seasoned with love. The ingredients are delicious, of course! But now my father’s company has to work shifts, so there are fewer opportunities to see my parents cooking together, which is really a pity.

There are some small flowers and grass planted outside my house. Whenever anyone comes in from the outside door, they will definitely see that small garden. Many people say that this is the most beautiful small garden in the neighborhood. Yes, this is also the symbol of my home. When I see the little flowers and plants, I know I am going home. I really hope I can always keep this beautiful home.

My family has a small motorcycle that was given to me by my father’s friend. This extremely cool motorcycle eats a lot of gas! But this motorcycle is also a symbol of warmth in my family. I often go with my father to the viaduct of the highway. The two of us will race, and my mother and sister will accompany us to cheer us up. Our whole family is under the viaduct. The laughter and full warmth are also on each of our faces.

Next time you pass under the highway and hear a family laughing, don’t doubt it, it must be our warm family racing.

Warm Big Family 600 words

Family is always very warm. There are seven people in my family. Let me introduce it to you!

Let’s talk about me first. I have a changeable personality, but I always love to laugh. When I laugh, I get stomachaches and sometimes even lose my “teeth” from laughing. But I don't like to cry. Even if I cry, in the blink of an eye, I will change from "cloudy" to "sunny". The house is filled with my laughter. Therefore, he is called the "happy elf" by his family. "Haha", no, this little thing made me happy again. But my temper is not that good, I am always very irritable.

As for my younger brother, his name is Duan Jinting, and he is a complete troublemaker at home. He has a bad temper than I do. As soon as there is something he doesn't like, it is conceivable that a "war" will break out. He also loves to cry, and will burst into tears when encountering any difficulties that cannot be solved. Because of this, we call him "troublemaker" and "crybaby". Even though we are biological siblings, we are opposites in everything: I love to laugh, he loves to cry; I don’t like to study, but have good grades; he loves to study, but his grades are not as good as mine; I like to give up easily, But my younger brother can persevere to the end...

At home, my little brother is still the most honest. His name is Duan Wenchang. He has a very gentle personality and knows how to be humble. Whenever there is something, either mom or dad is asked to taste it. Anyway, he only eats it after everyone in his family has tasted it. We all appreciate his noble character.

My father is a middle school teacher, with a pair of glasses hanging on the high bridge of his nose. Dad dotes on Jin Ting very much and often buys him delicious food, but he won’t buy it for me. Although he wears a pair of glasses and looks like a teacher, he has no airs like a teacher at all. He is always "disobedient". When he is told to go east, he will go west, when he is told to go north, he will go south... and he is often criticized. Grandpa said that sometimes he almost made my mother cry.

My mother is very strict with me, but she is very concerned about my grades. She has a pair of big watery eyes. If my grades dropped, she would have to "kill me." In addition, my mother is very hard-working, taking care of us every day, washing, cooking, washing dishes for us...but never charging a penny.

My grandfather is a primary school teacher. Like my father, he wears a pair of glasses and has no teacher airs at all. He often teases his classmates. The classmates also like him very much. Grandpa is responsible for picking us up from and to school every day...

My grandma is very kind, with wrinkles all over her face. She is nearly 70 years old, but she still looks so lively and full of youthful vitality. Mom and dad went to work in other places, and grandma and grandpa shared the responsibility for food, drink, clothing, and housing at home. They are also very hardworking.

My family is always very warm! What about your family

The warmth of family 600 words

The warmth of family is something everyone wants to have, because everyone has a beautiful family, a happy family, a happy family... …

Can you deeply feel the warmth of family? I can deeply feel the warmth of family. In my family, everyone is happy and very cute.

A beautiful family life brings me warmth. In my family, my father, mother, brother and I are all labor activists in the family. Every Saturday and Sunday, if my father and mother don't go to work, the four members of my family will clean the house together. My father wiped the windows, my mother washed the clothes, my brother swept the floor, and I mopped the floor. In this way, the hygiene of my home will be extremely clean.

This family life made me feel how warm the family is. Can you feel it?

A happy family life brings me warmth. In my house, every time we have dinner, there is the sound of chopsticks moving around. This is not because we are greedy, but because we are giving food to each other so that he can eat more good things. This is the happiness that brings warmth to my family. family. This family life made me feel how warm the family is. Can you feel it again?

Happy family life brings me infinite warmth. Sometimes after dinner at my house, my brother and I would take out a box of flying chess games to play with my dad and mom. We asked for one color each. When we started playing, we each threw the plug once. Sometimes my mother took off first, sometimes I took off first, and my brother and father were very unhappy. In the process of playing, sometimes we would kill each other. You eat mine and I eat yours. Sometimes my brother would cry loudly. Later, I still didn't eat my brother's pieces, so we lost money. . Have you ever tasted the warmth of such a family? This family life made me feel how warm the family is. Can you feel it again?

Can you fully feel such a beautiful, happy and joyful family warmth? This is all something I feel deeply. The warm memories of the family are always in my mind, and sometimes I think of the warmth of the family every moment, which will always make this family a happy family!

Warm and beautiful "big family" in 250 words

Our school is like a warm and beautiful big family. We care for each other and thrive in the big family. Teachers also care about us just like parents.

In the morning, we came to school early. Stepping into the school gate, there is a straight cement road. There are "big flower beds" on both sides of the cement road, and a fresh fragrance comes to your nostrils every day. Further forward, there is a tall, solid, blue and white teaching building. get out of class is over, and the students are having fun and having fun. There is a flag-raising platform in front of the big playground, where the bright five-star red flag often flutters. After class, some students were playing basketball, and the ball shot into the basket like a bird; some students were skipping rope, with many tricks; some students quietly took out their yo-yos and started playing, and the yo-yos in their hands were really exciting. Use it freely!

Between the two teaching buildings, there is a small, clear pool, where the little fish live carefree...

The scenery on the campus is so beautiful, it’s really I can’t finish watching it, and I can’t finish talking about it. If you have time, please come here to watch it slowly and appreciate it carefully. Campus, you are such a warm and beautiful big family!

Zhanqi Town Central Primary School No. 3

It’s great to have a warm family. 100 words

In recent days, I have discovered that the one-winged angel is so pitiful! Either I don’t have a father or I don’t have a mother. I think their father and mother are so selfish! ! They can abandon their families and children for their own sake...

But if you think about it from an adult's perspective, they must be reluctant to let it go. They must be involuntarily...

But No matter what, we should never let our children suffer! But we...

No matter who is right or wrong, it is best to have a warm family!

Let us cherish the warm family we have now! ! ! ! !

No. 5, Qiangwei Primary School, Minhang District, Shanghai

It’s great to have a warm family 450 words

I have a warm family and a strict father and gentle mother.

Dad often carefully guides me on how to avoid or face difficulties in life when I lose my direction in life.

When I encounter difficulties, my mother often patiently guides me on how to solve the difficulties and carefully teaches me the ideas for solving problems.

I am very happy because I have a warm family with meticulous care from my parents. Compared with the children living in the orphanage, it is a world of difference. They lacked father's love and mother's love, but I was surrounded by strong father's and mother's love all day long.

I remember one day, the weather was very cold, and the cold wind like a knife was blowing outside the window. On this cold night, my father discovered that I had a high fever. Without saying a word, he picked me up and ran to the hospital, wearing only a thin piece of clothing and a leather coat. On the way, my father gave me his leather coat and continued running to the hospital. When I arrived at the hospital, I lay quietly on the bed and received an intravenous drip. My father held my cold hand and stayed by my bedside all night long.

Another time, it was a hot summer day. My parents and I fell asleep while blowing the electric fan. There was a sudden power outage, the surrounding area suddenly became dark, the electric fan stopped running, and the air became stuffy. I was so hot that I tossed and turned, and big beads of sweat appeared on my body. When my mother saw how uncomfortable I was, she found a fan and fanned me on the side, hoping to make me feel better. Slowly, I fell asleep. My mother was afraid that she would wake me up if I stopped, so she kept fanning me until there was electricity.

My parents helped me create a warm family, allowing me to live a happy life in this family. I must study hard and get into a prestigious middle school to repay my parents for their kindness to me. Caring.

My warm family 550 words

My grandfather who walks leisurely, my frail grandmother, my father who earns money to support the family, my mother who takes care of the housework, and the active me. This is my family - a harmonious family.

My grandpa is a little hunched. He loves to smoke, read, and play chess, but he has a problem: he is idle. He often puts his hands in his trouser pockets and takes square steps. Many times, my mother shouted behind my grandfather: "Hurry up, hurry up" while holding the scalding hot rice. As for him, he quickly took his hands out of his trouser pockets and hid his arms tightly. Why! My slow grandpa! This is my family—a laid-back family.

My grandmother has been frail and sick since she was a child. Due to hemiplegia, she walks with a limp. When she gets sick, my mother takes good care of her. But she still loses her temper inexplicably. As the saying goes: "There is no filial son in bedside for a long time." Nothing could be better than this! And my grandmother also has her own fun. She often hums little tunes that only she understands. Sometimes I hold up my book and read it babblingly, like a serious primary school student. If there is something delicious, leave it to me first. This is my family - a family that loves each other.

My father is a driver. He used to ride a motorcycle to carry passengers. In recent years, he has used a van as a taxi. He leaves early and returns home every day. If anyone in the neighborhood has an emergency, no matter how late it is, as long as someone calls him, he will get out of the car. Recently, he went to Yichang to learn business with his uncle and help out. This is my family—a family that helps each other.

My mother wears a pair of high-profile glasses, but she loves life very much and cares about the cause of disability. I embroider cross stitch in my spare time and have a good relationship with my neighbors. Take care of logistics at home. Keep your home in order. This is my family - a diligent family.

As for me, besides studying, I sometimes read extracurricular books. However, most of them are swallowed whole. The rest of the time is just playing ball and having fun. From the square to the government compound, it was our paradise, and my parents often accompanied me to enjoy it. This is our family - a happy family.

This is my family - a happy family! A warm family!

Warm scene in 650 words

One morning, the baby ducks on the farm were clamoring to see the city scenery, and the mother ducks led them on a stroll through the streets of Vancouver. "I am a duck, a happy duck..." He hummed a song as he walked. The baby ducks saw the city scene for the first time. They looked around curiously at everything and were so excited.

Suddenly, the mother duck found an uncovered sewer ahead, and she quickly reminded the ducklings: "Children, you must go around it carefully." The first three baby ducks successfully went around it, and then Where are the three? Arguing endlessly over an issue. There was a "plop", followed by the cry of the ducklings, and the three little ducks fell into the sewer.

When the mother duck heard the noise, she quickly turned around and found that three baby ducks were missing. She followed the shouts to the sewer and saw the three little ducks kept running in order not to be washed away by the strong current. He flapped his wings and struggled desperately in the smelly and dirty sewage. Mother Duck was distraught, but wisely remained calm. It thought calmly for a moment and thought of what people usually say: "If you have trouble, call the police." It makes other little ducks stand still and stop wandering around, and encourages brothers and sisters who have stumbled not to lose confidence. Fortunately, Mother Duck saw a tall patrolman patrolling nearby. It ran over excitedly and barked "Quack" several times at the patrolman. The patrolman immediately turned around. He looked at the mother duck in surprise and felt very puzzled. The mother duck was anxious, stepped forward and rubbed his trouser legs, flapped her wings rapidly, screamed repeatedly, and cast her eyes on the ducks in the distance. The patrolman thought: How could this duck do such a big thing? Something must have happened! He followed Mother Duck to the "site of the incident", looked into the sewer, and understood everything. A fisherman who had just returned from fishing happened to see this scene. He handed the fish basket to the patrolman and asked him to save the little duck quickly. At the critical moment, the patrolman fished out the exhausted baby duck.

The mother duck happily comforted the frightened ducklings, kissed the patrolman and the fisherman again and again on their trouser legs, and walked around them with the baby ducks, saying "quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack!" "Quack", as if to say: "Thank you, thank you."

This heartwarming scene was noticed by every passerby. The driver consciously stopped the car to make way for the ducks. The patrolman watched them waddling across the road, showing a happy smile. A ray of golden sunshine came over and shone on this touching picture.

The warmth flowing in the passing years 1100 words

The warmth flowing in the passing years

Time is like running water, and the years are not forgiving. We can't catch it, we can't stop it. But the warm memories of the passing years are still lingering in my mind.

In these thirteen years, there were only three times when I had his appearance engraved in my mind for a short period of time, and that was my grandfather.

Shenyang in winter is covered with white snow and silence, with snowflakes falling and the cold wind howling.

I know that when I cry, you hold my hands tightly and transfer warmth to my young palms, which makes me stop crying; when I make trouble, you teach me, your tone is soft but sonorous; When you are happy, you let me nestle next to you, curl up in your arms, let me share the happiness, feel your body temperature, and see my warm smile.

When I was two years old, you left Shenyang and took a train to the distant Jingdezhen with my father to take care of my grandma.

The raindrops hit the eaves, making a pattering sound. The leaves were blown into a mess by the wind. My tear-stained face was reflected in a small puddle under the eaves.

I insisted on buying toys and started to quarrel with my father, but he refused to allow it. After that, I could only run out crying and hide under the eaves behind the house.

I know I won’t get lost—I am very familiar with Grandpa’s neighborhood in Jingdezhen.

I found a dry board and squatted down, burying my head between my knees. Unknowingly, he fell asleep. In what seemed like only a few heartbeats, I was awakened by a terrifying silence. I suddenly looked up and found that the surroundings were completely dark, and several street lights were broken.

I was so afraid of the dark that I leaned against the wall with tears in my eyes. The sound of footsteps prompted me to look quietly towards the opposite side of the house.

I saw you stumbling forward with General Bi in your arms. I knew that your eyesight at night was very poor. I couldn’t help but feel a sore nose. It felt like there was something stuck in my throat, and I couldn’t answer your call. .

I bit my lip, ran out from behind the wall, and threw myself into your warm embrace. You stroked my head with those big hands, and infinite warmth filled my heart.

Three years later, at the age of seven, I was in Japan, thousands of miles away from you. Dad was by your side at that time. So my mother and I can always have a video call with you.

The autumn wind blew outside the window, and there were almost no pedestrians on the road. I was helping my mother bring the quilt that had just been dried at noon into the house. I buried my face in the quilt and felt the long-lost warmth.

A harsh ringtone came from the computer, and I jumped up in fright. My mother hurriedly answered the phone, and I dusted off the quilt again.

The next day, I heard again on the phone that you were admitted to the hospital. I choked up and stopped talking.

I saw your haggard face from the video. I turned my head away and bit my lips, not wanting you to see me. I heard grandma say that you don’t want to spend money on medicine. I know you are so frugal.

Your condition is getting worse. When I saw you beside the hospital bed, tears filled my eyes. At that moment, I remembered that I let you worry about me all the time, but you always brought me happiness and comfort. You solved many of my worries, and how many times you soothed my young and innocent heart that was hit. Between your pretense of relaxation and my guilt, infinite warmth spreads across the two places thousands of miles apart.

As time goes by, grandpa has been lost and passed away. At the same time in Japan, the autumn wind was still rustling. Watching the leaves fall one by one, I feel so reluctant to part with each other in the past eight years. But in those eight years when we only met three times, you gave me endless warmth and accompanied me through the ups and downs of those eight years. No matter how far apart we are, you are still in my mind all the time. I.

Every time I return to Jingdezhen now, when I step into my grandfather’s room, I always feel that the furniture here has gradually aged with the passage of time. But the house must be filled with the warmth of the passing years. It will always flow in this room and never dissipate.

1100 words of warmth flowing through the years

Every kind of youth will grow old in the end, but I hope that you will always be well in my memory.

——Inscription

I followed the route of memory, held on to my thoughts, followed the time, and kept running forward. Suddenly I looked back and marveled, it turned out to be a warm scene over and over...

I still remember the humorous tone of the head teacher of the third grade of elementary school; I still remember the amiable face of the teacher of the graduating class; I still remember the soft-spoken voice of the math teacher who taught me for two years, which made me feel at ease; I still remember the "boss" who barely pretended to be "fierce" in Class 38; I still remember...

I can’t forget the teacher’s reluctant look when I graduated from elementary school. In my impression, the Chinese teacher was so strong, but when we parted, he hugged us and burst into tears... I can’t forget that after the military training in the third grade of junior high school, the Chinese teacher was so strong. The disproportionate sacrifice made the "boss" shed tears. At that time, she told us that we worked really hard and everyone was serious during the competition, but the results were so unfair... I can’t forget that when the “boss” saw us for the first time, she said: “Listen to me at that time.” My teacher said that this was a class with poor grades, and I felt a little disappointed and wanted to change classes. However, as soon as I walked into the classroom and saw your cute little faces, I was a little reluctant to leave..." Boss, maybe. You still don’t know the nickname we give you in private? In our hearts, you are our “boss”, and we all understand your thoughts...

Those amiable teachers, I Still remember.

I still remember you, Guimei, who was my classmate for five years. You can always surprise people unexpectedly, and you can always make people feel at ease in a reasonable way. In the past five years, we have had quarrels, complaints, pain, and joy.

I still remember that time when a naughty boy poured water on my head, you were so anxious that you rushed over to fight with him like crazy. Afterwards, when you wiped my hair, you said nothing and I was silent, but I noticed so clearly that the corners of your eyes were filled with tears...

Guimei, if you are stupid Behind me is the fully mature autumn, then I am the summer that often stumbles. You focus on results, but I focus on process. You are the fruitful autumn, and I am the summer that strives to nurture energy. One of us is like autumn, the other is like summer, but we can always turn winter into spring...

I still remember my old friend who regarded me as a close friend.

Mother, I still remember the steaming hot breakfast you put on the table every morning; I still remember your loving instructions before going to school every morning; I still remember your sweet words when I was sick. Warm words of love; I still remember that the sky was full of stars, and you accompanied me to count the stars; I still remember that when I climbed high and lost my footing, I instinctively relied on your warm shoulders... "Wind in the willows", like "wetting clothes and apricot blossom rain", like the sweet rain after a long drought, like the freshness soaked in the forest, like a pool of spring water, sweet, fresh and clear...

Forget But when I was nine years old, I was playing naughty on the road, and the approaching white car kept honking its horn, so you used your body to protect me at that critical moment, and you were also hit by the driver. scolded. Others may think that this plot is so unbelievable that it looks like a TV series, but I have never forgotten it, having experienced it myself.

I still remember my mother who worked hard for me day and night.

Some things I never forget, in the end, are just for a moment.

But some moments can be remembered unforgettable.

I still remember the warmth flowing through the years, and will always remember it...

100 words of New Year's warmth

In this bad weather

But no one frowned.

Everyone is busy following the footsteps of the New Year,

with joyful smiles on their faces.

The adults are busy buying New Year's goods,

The children are wearing new clothes and setting off firecrackers,

for the New Year;

Add a thick stroke of ink.

Every household’s table is filled with rich snacks,

The children look excited,

Maybe there are so many red envelopes this year Bar!

There are all kinds of delicacies on the table;

overflowing with tempting flavors,

people can't help but lick the corners of their mouths.

Ha! This warm New Year is so tempting,

so warm!