Take home as the topic and write a composition of about 200 words.

1. Write a composition on the topic of home 200 words The birds in the fifth grade forest are lovely and carefree because they all have a nest to rely on and give them a warm embrace. Now, I can proudly say to it that I also have a happy, happy, warm and colorful home, which can give me unlimited care. I know, the day the balloon overflowed, I also gained the warmth of the car.

When I realized "home-warmth", it was the fifth grade. At that time, for the sake of * * *, my friends and I went to a small Internet cafe next to the primary school, but unfortunately, my father "carried" me home like an eagle catching a chicken and received the education of "My love is earth-shattering" as Angela Zhang said.

"Say ... why go there?" I saw my father furious and sulking, unable to hide his anger. His rough and heavy hands are as red as ripe persimmons, because he slapped the table hard. I dare not look my father in the eye. Later, my brother told me that my father's eyes were full of blood, probably because he was too angry. In fact, I was vaguely told something called "fatherly love".

"Is there a computer I need at home?" I rushed to the top of the sentence, my voice trembled, and the tears as big as beans could not resist the imbalance in my heart, but I still scratched them out of my eyes. "They are all laughing at my soil, even the computer ..."

At this time, my mother motioned my father to calm down and let me into her room. I trudged in, unwilling to go in. My mother seems to be crying because I entered the Internet cafe. I guessed it from her slightly swollen eyes. Then, she went out again and left me alone in the room, leaving me alone to think. This is another kind of "maternal love".

"Come on, ah ling is impulsive. Don't scold her. " I heard my mother's voice in the room, expecting my father's words, but it didn't. For a long time, the whole room was quiet, and I could hear a pin drop.

Finally, after such silence, there was the first voice, "How much money does our family have now?" This is the father's voice, "Mother hasn't answered yet." "Let's buy a computer for Ling. I heard that that kind of machine costs three or four thousand yuan to buy manners. " Father took the unfinished words. "There should be more than a thousand, but this is the only saving." Mother said worriedly.

Hearing this, I couldn't help it. I pushed open the door and said, "No need to buy it. Anyway, there are still a few people in the class who have no computers at home! " "Say that finish, I went back to my room.

I was moved by the storm of entering the internet cafe this time. I can feel how much my parents love me and hope that I won't go astray. I can understand their concerns. I have warmth! A warm home!

The road ahead is long and endless.

Warm love

Stay with me forever

2. A composition about home, 200 words is enough. Thank you, home. What a humble sentence, but it contains our infinite touch.

Home is a harbor of love, a shelter for us, and a good place to miss us forever.

I remember that time, I got 78 points in the Chinese exam. I am very discouraged, because as a good student, I got such dazzling scores.

The taste in my heart is indescribable, sour, spicy and astringent, and I feel frustrated and depressed. How afraid I am that my classmates will laugh at me, and how afraid I am that my teacher will be disappointed.

How afraid I am that my parents will be sad. I'm too scared to go home.

However, I got up the courage to walk home and prepare for the storm. Finally, I came home with a depressed mood.

"Wei Jia, how was the Chinese exam?" I'm scared again. I am afraid that my mother will be disappointed. Finally, I reluctantly said "78" so low that I couldn't hear it. My mother was stunned at first. I went back to my bedroom and discussed it with my father for a while. Then they came out to comfort me. I was shocked. Because I didn't expect this. The mother said: "The child is fine. You didn't do well in this exam. You may not do well in every exam. You must work hard. It doesn't matter. Don't be sad, son. In the future! " Do you have anything to tell your family? "After listening, my eyes filled with tears, I couldn't help it.

I understand that home is our eternal reliance and backing.

Walking in the moonlight, occasionally looking up at the dim street lights, the shadow behind me is elongated by nostalgic light, and the surrounding scenery tells the yearning for home. The crescent moon in the sky evokes people's memories of home. Looking at the moon, I think that my family and I are bathed in the moonlight together, which enriches my heart a lot.

I don't remember the fear when I was sent to school for the first time, but I remember the warmth at home;

I don't remember how I fell asleep on the first night at school, but I remember the warm big bed at home;

I don't remember that the food in the canteen was so bad, but I remember the delicious food I often ate at home.

I will always remember the first time I read it and sent it back to school. At that time, I was seven years old. When I got home, my parents asked me about my school. I remember that I was still a little manly at that time, but I curled my mouth and didn't cry. Later, the tone of parents' questions became more and more excited. They stared at me with a serious face, and sometimes their faces were filled with joy when they heard what I said. They cocked their heads and ears. My father always frowned, while my mother smiled faintly, as if listening to a very interesting story, and as if intentionally missing a word. So much so that when it comes to sadness, I threw myself into their arms and cried. This is the beginning of a smile on my dad's face, and the corners of his mouth evoke an arc. I closed my eyes slightly and patted my head with my hand. My mother, on the other hand, looked dignified, whispered some encouraging words and said something to my father that I didn't quite understand. I have always felt that home can always be my support.

Time always slips away quietly. In a blink of an eye, eight years have passed. In the past eight years, I have been changing from a crying child to a senior three student. I slowly learned to bear some wind and rain outside alone. What they often say is "you are young" has become "I am old" now. The only constant is that I always think that home can always be my support.

Just when I came home from my last holiday, just before lunch. My father measured my height, put a hand on my shoulder and gently pressed my head, still smiling as before. Just a little more satisfaction in my eyes and some wrinkles in my eyes. My father measured me and said, "Good boys are taller than me." My father's tone is a little complacent. "Well," I replied excitedly. Then my eyes fell on my father. He was 1 m 75, and his body was not as strong as before. His dark face was a little vicissitudes against a few white hairs on both sides and yellow eyes in the middle. "Dad," I called softly. "What's the matter? Ha ha "father's face is still full of laughter. "Nothing." I felt a little uncomfortable and tried to avoid my father's eyes. "Ha ha, son," the father said again. "I'm going to help my mother cook." I made an excuse to avoid my father. When I came to the kitchen and saw my mother holding a bowl, I went to get it. "No, you seldom go home once. Eat more in the future. " Mom said with a smile. But my eyes fell on my mother's wrinkled hands. My vision is blurred, and I firmly remember 10 September 30th and June 5th-these are their birthdays. My home is changing when I rely on it. The only constant is that I always think my home can be relied on forever.

I have been standing in the moonlight for a long time, and my family must be bathed in this warm moonlight like me, muttering "I can go home tomorrow." There was a smile on his face.

3. Write a short essay about 200 words on the topic of doing your best. As long as you pay, you will get something back. "Qing Er will be happy, my heart is long." Corporal Cao Cao will be sincere to others, imitating "the Duke of Zhou vomited food" in exchange for "returning to the heart of the world." If people want to have real and strong feelings, they must meet their hearts and treat each other with sincerity. What should they sow? What to pay, what to return. This is a cycle, a law that cannot be crossed. Zhong Ziqi died and Yu Boya broke the piano. It is not that Boya is too persistent, but that the friendship between Yu Zhong begins with mutual heart-to-heart. From the moment they met, they were no longer two people, and their hearts were intertwined. When they died, Boya's heart disappeared. This is more sad than death. Boya had no choice but to break the piano, so he found the eternal swan song of his bosom friend between the clocks, which is touching to this day. Friends don't need too much, and the sunshine of friendship will warm every corner of the heart, which is the most rare. Sowing is love, and harvesting is love. Because of love, there is a nightingale's pursuit; Because of love, there is a legend that Liang Zhu became a butterfly; Because of love, there are indomitable souls between heaven and earth. Shang Yang was a reformer in the Warring States Period. He devoted himself to political reform and promulgated various measures. Although he was finally sentenced to the punishment of car cracking, Qin's development continued to grow. Isn't it the best reward for history to give him a fair evaluation? As the saying goes, if the sky is a great responsibility to the people of Sri Lanka, you must first work hard on their minds, starve their bodies and empty their bodies ... So when you occasionally fail in the exam, when all your efforts point to a silent ending, don't sigh, don't be sad, you must believe that your efforts will always pay off. The world always hopes that the world will give itself much in return, but ignores how much it has paid for the world. Heaven and earth. When it comes to doing better than doing it ... only by giving ourselves and doing our best can our life be better.

4. Write a composition about home, 150 to 200 words. Home sounds like a simple word, but this simple word has formed an extraordinary "world"-a most beautiful place.

Some people say that home is a warm harbor; Some people say that home is plain and tasteless boiled water; Others say that home is a paradise full of happiness. My home is the most beautiful and warm home in the world.

Every morning, when I am still under the covers, I hear the sound of cooking, just like a beautiful cooking ballad! Needless to say, my kind mother cooked me a delicious breakfast. My parents woke me up after the delicious food was cooked. Although it is winter, it is very cold outside, but my heart is warm.

One day, I heard my parents talking. My father said to my mother, "You will be too tired to get up so early every day." My mother said firmly, "As long as my daughter is well, everything will be fine." Hearing this, suddenly, a burning smell lingered in my eyes, and I thought to myself: How hard my mother worked for me!

In my family, there is not only my mother's love for me, but also my grandmother's love for me.

Grandma nags me every day: "Minhui, you must listen carefully in class today." "Do your homework well." "The weather is cold, put on more clothes …" I know that grandma's nagging comes from her love for me, and it is precisely because of her deep love that I can thrive.

Dad lives a good life for me, works hard outside every day, and loves me deeply.

My family is full of deep love all the time, and those loves are extremely precious. My home is always the most beautiful place!

Grade 5: Minhui.

Comments: Why is home the most beautiful place? Because it is full of love. With affectionate pen and indifferent feelings, the little author described his warm home and told his deep love for it. Every tiny detail is written by a little author, which exudes the brilliance of love. You feel the love of your loved ones, and you give it back to them.

5. Write a composition of about 200 words on the topic of introducing your home [train of thought analysis]

Descriptive text should introduce the appearance, interior setting, furniture pattern and family members of your home.

[Problem solving process]

My home

My home is in Xinyuan family area, and the environment here is very elegant.

There is a wide road in front of my house. Many cars and pedestrians pass by every day, which is very lively. There are many yellow floor lamps embedded in the road. When the car lamp glows at night, it will reflect the golden light and increase the light. There is a large lawn in front of the building. Spring has come, and the grass sticks its head out of the soil and quietly looks at the world full of spring with its green face. There are eight or nine peach trees in the middle of the lawn. When peach blossoms are in full bloom, they are white, pink and crimson. Looking down from my balcony, the lawn really looks like a sea of red and green.

The holly tree behind the building is green all year round, but the greenest time is spring. There are rows of tall poplars in the distance of Holly, like groups of giants with swords and guns. There is a pomegranate tree in the westernmost and easternmost part of the building. When pomegranate blooms, from a distance, it looks like it is covered with red and green jewels. Recently, a new parking lot was built downstairs, with red and yellow floor tiles with small round holes the size of oranges and grass planted inside, which can not only facilitate parking, but also beautify the environment and prevent sandstorms.

2. My home is in East Lake, 6th floor, Unit 4, Building KLOC-0/4, Henan Oilfield Hospital Community. There are three people in my family: father, mother and me.

When I entered my house, the first thing I saw was a small corridor. Go straight along the corridor. This is my little bedroom. I hung a picture I drew on the door of my small bedroom, with a car on it and a puppy lying below.

Behind the painting is my little bedroom. As soon as I get there, I will be the king. Many toys, tables and chairs are my subjects, even the king's father at home will be at my mercy when he enters my small bedroom.

On the right side of the small bedroom is the living room, where our family receives guests. There is a clock hanging on the front wall. In front of the clock is a TV. Below the TV is a table. There are some chairs beside the table. Next to the chair is a water dispenser. In such a warm room, there was a war without smoke elimination.

One night, my mom 10 watched TV and refused to sleep, so my dad turned off the TV. But mom turned on the TV again, and in this way, the two began to quarrel. I tried to separate them, but it was no use trying to convince them, so I went to bed. Unexpectedly, they were together again the next morning.

Opposite the living room is the big bedroom, which is mom and dad's room. There is a computer in the southeast corner of their room. I often find some small games on the Internet and download them to my desktop. Sometimes I will find some compositions, movies and the like on the Internet. Next to the computer is a big bed. There are bedside tables on both sides of the big bed. In front of the bedside table on the left are two big cabinets where I put my clothes and quilts.

Next to the big bedroom is the toilet. When it comes to toilets, children's perception is a word "smelly", but my toilet is very special. It doesn't stink. It smells good. Because shampoo, soap and toothpaste are all in the toilet, my toilet always smells good.

I am like a little sun at home, and even my father, who used to be king at home, is beginning to decline now. I'm in charge at home now. As long as I give the order, they have to act quickly. As long as there is a smile on my face, my home is like a warm river, singing happy songs day and night.

But there is also a rainstorm in this warm harbor.

Once, my father was playing computer there, and my mother came to say that she wanted to download songs. But dad just won't give up his seat. Finally, they quarreled. Mom's eyes are red with anger, and Dad's neck is thick with anger. You made a loud noise, and it was so dark until mom turned over in bed and fell asleep.

My home is not luxurious, but it is warm. My family loves life and makes progress together. I am also very motivated in my studies.

Welcome to my home often.

6. A 200-word composition with the theme of family. Everyone in my family has it, but every family is different.

My home is it runs in the family, my father is grandma's youngest son, and my mother is the youngest of their brothers and sisters. Needless to say, I am of course the youngest in the big family.

Grandma says we are three small families. My mother is a middle school teacher, and my father is busy with business all day. Our family of four can only get together every night.

At that time, it was also my happiest time. After dinner, my mother checked my homework and my father taught me English. If I have time, I will play the piano, sing songs and read some texts for them.

Our family is happy. In study, if I get good grades, they will be happier than me.

Grandma takes care of our life and health at home. Grandma is very strict with us and nagging.

But grandma is very caring, and we all respect her. Living in the ocean of love, I am happy.

7. Write a composition of about 200 words around the topic of "home". I have a happy and harmonious family. In this family, my parents' love, the love of every grass and tree, makes my life full of joy and warmth. I have been in this atmosphere of love all day.

Let me start with my father. He is busy all day. He is meticulous in his work and conscientious. Often I have come home from school, haven't seen him yet, and have to go to work on holidays. Dad is very conscious and serious in doing things; After intense work, he didn't forget to give me effective guidance in my study. He will help me analyze the problems I don't understand and guide me to find solutions. Dad cares about my study, pays more attention to the cultivation of my morality and will, and pays attention to my three meals a day. If I do anything impolite, my father should criticize and correct me. I sometimes want to give up studying when I encounter difficulties. My father always encourages me not to give up easily. With my father's guidance in many aspects, it is very helpful for my study.

Tell me more about my mother. Every morning, my mother gets up the earliest, cooks breakfast for her family, and then wakes me up on time every day to take me to school. My mother is not idle at home at all. She loves cleanliness very much. The neatness of my home has made my family's life particularly comfortable and satisfactory, which has improved my study efficiency.

Our family lives on the sixth floor, but I don't feel tired climbing every day. My parents love flowers and plants very much, and the bright green colors fill the whole room, which is pleasing to the eye. There are blooming Chinese rose flowers, fragrant and elegant jasmine flowers and humble Milan. My parents love each other, both physically and mentally. They provide me with everything I can to help me grow up, and they can always provide targeted counseling to help me solve problems in time. How can you not love your family too much? My family can't compare with many rich families, but I have deep feelings for my family. I am studying hard to repay my parents' love.

Home, my safe haven for studying and living, is an ideal boat for growing up. Living in such a harmonious and happy family, I will work hard and struggle.

8. Write a novel on the topic of "home" and go home in 200 words.

As night falls, people who have been busy all day rush on, and now they all have the same destination-home.

Going out, home is the yearning of "Wan Li in a butterfly dream". On the way home, home is the kind of urgency that I can't wait to "shrink a thousand miles"; After a long separation, home is the kind of "relaxed and secure" comfort.

Wherever you are, the distance from home is close at hand. Because home is the thread in the hands of a loving mother. It was sewn tightly on your body before you left. No matter how far away from home. The feeling of home is always so warm, full of mom's advice and dad's concern, and I will never forget it.

Anxious to return, I believe everyone should have had this experience. In fact, it's not just an arrow home. I hope I can become a beam of light, which will come in an instant thousands of miles away. The closer you get to home, the stronger this feeling will be until you step into the house.

The classic saxophone "Going Home" touched the hearts of many vagrants. I wrote it because when the writer came home late at night, he found his mother still sitting on the sofa waiting for him to come back, and his true feelings surged. When a person listens to Home in the dead of night, he will strongly feel the warmth of home and the care of his relatives at home. The feeling of homesickness rises slowly from the bottom of my heart, as if there is an invisible force driving you home. This is its magic, and it is also the magic of home.

My ear seems to remember Li Houzhu's exclamation after the national subjugation: "It is easy to see when you are away from home." I can only dream of strangers. How painful it is to be homeless or have a home and not be able to go back!

Dead vines, old trees, faint crows, small bridges, running water and people, it is precisely because of "people" that a series of scenery above have the breath of life. Home is where the heart is, and home is where the heart is. Everything has a home. Home is the source of life, and everything has a common foundation, and that is home.

People often repeat this when they leave home, miss home and go home. But no one is bored. No matter how far away we are from home, our concern for home will bring us back.

The gentle spring breeze turns green again, but, moon in the sky, when can you take me home? When the melodious saxophone came back to me, I couldn't help asking myself, "When will I go home?

home

What is home? Some people say that home is a house and a suite, but I think home is more than just a house. The most important part of home is affection, which makes home colorful and full of warmth.

I have seen from many TV dramas and real life that the villas and high-grade furniture of some wealthy businessmen are so magnificent. But there is no affection in this family, and the rich businessman's children don't like to go home. They don't have the care of their parents and the warmth of their families. What's the point of coming back? Without affection, no matter how beautiful the house is, it will look cold and ugly. Nowadays, people only concentrate on the pursuit of luxurious architecture, but ignore the feelings between relatives in the family. This is the saddest thing!

Besides, some poor people's homes are just a humble bungalow. It is not as striking as a high-rise building, nor as impressive as a villa. It is so common, like a weed in the grass. However, this small room is full of warmth, and people in this small room live a stable and happy life. After a busy day, farmers will not forget their children when they go home. It is so harmonious to accompany them to do their homework, play and watch TV. The strength of the family seems to make this flat building gorgeous in an instant, as dazzling as the stars in the sky.

You see, why can't a tall and beautiful building compare with a small flat building? Because of family relations. I really want to say loudly: "Mom and Dad, no matter how beautiful the building is, it will never occupy the weight of affection in our hearts." We don't need luxurious buildings, we just want to get a little affection and warmth from you! "

No matter how beautiful and tall the building is, it is not as good as Xiaoping building without family decoration; No matter how shabby and ugly the bungalow is, it won't feel cold even in cold winter! Choose one according to your personal needs.