Prose "Back to Mother's Home"

In the usual study, work and life, have you all been exposed to prose more or less? The purpose of prose is to write beautifully and to write fluently. "The shape is scattered but the spirit is not scattered." How to write a composition that "the form is scattered but the spirit is not scattered" The following are my essays for family reference, hoping to help friends in need.

The custom of going back to parents' home is 1. I went back to my parents' house on the second day of the Lunar New Year, and my mother was long gone. After getting married, I still miss my parents' home on the second day of the Lunar New Year. The four of us, the elder sister has left the three of us because of a heart attack. On the second day of New Year's Day, our sisters will take the whole family back to my parents' house. One is to pay a New Year call to my old father, and more importantly, to have a family reunion. Three brothers, three sisters, and their respective homes, a total of 20 people. Although there is no mother or sister, it casts a shadow on everyone's heart. However, it is human nature, and it is also a helpless thing. Everyone is still happy, talking and laughing. In our family, all the younger brothers are working on this day. They are very busy. The eldest brother lives in the kitchen, and the second brother is responsible for cooking, lighting and cutting vegetables.

My brother and sister got together to play cards and chat. On this day, the ancestors worshipped at home have not moved away, and we have to kowtow and burn incense to our ancestors. Older people come first, and worship in order. When the dishes are ready, everyone set the table and set chopsticks. The old father sits on it, adults usually sit at a table, and the children of the younger generation sit at a table. The biggest speech, I wish my old father happiness like the East China Sea is better than the South China Sea, I wish every family happiness and all the best, I wish my children progress in their studies, and I wish them a good school and a good future. Then everyone raised their glasses together, and the atmosphere was very harmonious and warm. Although there are defects on the table, no one will say anything.

Later, my old father died and we moved to my eldest brother's house for reunion. My brother owns a restaurant, and of course he prepares all the dishes. Or twenty people, sometimes at a big table, sometimes at two tables. This time, we have another person to worship-our old father. In addition to ancestral tablets, there are big photos of mom and dad on the table, with good wine and food to express our thoughts.

Time flies, and soon we are all old, and my sister, brother and sister's children all have children. That is to say, in the third generation, we still continue the habit of going back to our parents' home every New Year.

This year, eldest brother used a chainsaw to hold hands and sewed dozens of stitches. Fortunately, he didn't hurt his bone. Although I was hospitalized for a while, I was basically fine, but I still didn't dare to work, afraid of water and cold. My younger brother called and said, Second Sister, come to your house this Spring Festival. I can't cook.

Well, of course, I promised to "go back to my parents' house". In fact, it is to let everyone get together and find the warmth and happiness of the family together. Everyone was born by his mother, grew up together and experienced so many joys and sorrows. Now everyone has grown up, with their own homes, their own children, and even the next life. This is a very warm and warm thing. Everyone is busy all year round and has no time to get together. In other words, what is really rare is to take advantage of the opportunity of Chinese New Year to get together, happily recall the past, talk about the future, and play mahjong and poker. I wanted to go to the hotel to arrange it, but my sister said it was better to stay at home. Going to the hotel is boring, and there is a warm feeling at home. I have to cook at home. The house at home is not small, but it seems a bit crowded when they come. The children are naughty, and the adults laugh, laugh and make trouble. I am really jealous when I see that my brothers and sisters have grandchildren. Mother died early, and younger brothers and sisters were young. I watched them grow up one by one. I arranged jobs for them, let them get married, they all left, and I became a big girl and a leftover woman. I got married in my thirties and my daughter is young, so I haven't got married yet. How I look forward to my daughter's early marriage. I have grandchildren.

I cooked two big tables, and my brother brought some good dishes. The whole family had a happy reunion year. They left, but I was too tired to lift my legs. Alas ... I'm getting old.

Then the third sister's house, the fourth sister's house. ...

This year is like this.

Alas ..... reunion is rare, so let this year continue. Until we get old, or when we can't walk or make noise. ...

Life is a rare warm reunion, which will keep us young.

Essay on Returning to Parents' Home 2 On the second day of the Spring Festival, I followed my wife back to my parents' home.

My wife's family is in a county in the rural area of northern Shandong, which is less than 100 km from the provincial capital city where we live. It takes less than an hour to drive to her parents' house on the highway.

Going back to my parents' house to visit relatives, I can't stop drinking at menstruation's house. I didn't dare to drive back this year because I was afraid of checking drunk driving on the road and for the sake of safety all the way, but I was going to take a long-distance bus.

A family of three arrived at the bustling and crowded long-distance bus station early in the morning. I thought that the peak ride after the New Year had passed, and there wouldn't be too many passengers coming home from the station. Unexpectedly, in the station square, long-distance buses often line up in several rows in order. Looking from the window of the glass carriage, the carriage was crowded with passengers going home.

At the station, the "chug" sound of automobile exhaust pipe running, the "Didi" sound of automobile horn, and the cry of ticket inspector urging passengers to "get on the bus" became a symphony with impatient theme, showing a group of people ready to drive out of the station at any time.

My son in junior high school, dragging a bag of gifts, followed us closely. It took only 20 minutes from buying a ticket to getting on the bus. As soon as he sat down, the bus left.

Looking at the car full of passengers, I recalled the first time I followed my wife back to my mother's house by car more than ten years ago.

That year was also the second day of junior high school. We took the gift of going home to visit relatives, changed to several buses, and finally arrived at the long-distance bus station. After getting off the bus, I found that there were only a few long-distance buses parked in the spacious long-distance station compound, with no hair on them, and the bodies in the yard were cold. There are only a few sporadic passengers in the waiting room. Ask the staff on duty during the festival to know that because there are fewer passengers in the second day of junior high school, long-distance buses to various places will not leave. If you want to go back to your mother's house by car, you must wait until the third day of the New Year's Eve.

We are ready to start, and we don't want to leave this trip empty-handed. In desperation, we had to go back to our parents' house by train instead. When we came to the railway station to buy tickets, we were crowded in the corner of the waiting hall and waited until evening to get on the bus. It was the same slow train that stopped at every stop, and it was already two o'clock in the morning when I returned to my daughter-in-law's house.

Later, on the second day of the Lunar New Year, more and more passengers went home, and there was a shuttle bus to the wife's house at the long-distance station. However, because there are few passengers on the bus, drivers often have to wait until the passengers on the bus are full before starting. The first class lasts from one hour to two hours. Finally, under the anxious urging of the passengers in anxious to return, the driver barely started the car. At the moment, the driver didn't accelerate immediately, but slowly circled around the city. In the process of turning around, or expecting passengers to get on the bus halfway and fill the empty seats, he refueled and accelerated the car and went straight to the village. Otherwise, the driver said that you can't even earn gas money by running the bus.

In recent years after the reform and opening up, the number of migrant workers from rural areas to provincial capitals has increased year by year. Now on the second day of the Lunar New Year, travelers from all directions in the provincial capital flock to the station together, making the long-distance station that was originally deserted boil. The shuttle bus back to her husband's house is also like a lantern, which goes back and forth for 20 minutes. Every shuttle bus is packed. Of course, long-distance bus drivers also earn a lot of money and enjoy it.

After returning home with my wife, as a son-in-law from the provincial capital, I was naturally treated as a guest, sitting at the banquet and entertaining us. Accompanied by my uncle, uncle and sister-in-law, I began to drink wine cup by cup. During the dinner, I slowly listened to the chatter of their family and thought about the changes in the countryside. To sum up, I have the following experiences:

First, today's young people in rural areas choose to buy and build commercial housing in residential areas around the county. Even if their family builds a three-story building or a small courtyard bungalow on the homestead, they don't want to live. I don't know what this move is for. Just to build your own house? Or is the new countryside surrounded by cities the beginning of the embryonic form of the countryside?

Second, city people who are used to living in buildings in the city want to go back to their hometown in the countryside to buy a small yard for a family of four, grow vegetables and flowers in the yard, and expect to live a semi-self-sufficient leisurely life. But it's hard to do a good deed. Farmers with quadrangles are also looking forward to real estate developers, tearing down their quadrangles, and looking forward to making a fortune from demolition and moving back to housing distribution! Is this one of the "Chinese dreams" of farmers and urban residents today?

Third, my wife's maiden nephew, after getting married in the rural area of northern Shandong, took her newlywed wife to work in Henan. Instead of living in a newly bought three-bedroom apartment, I went to Henan to spend money on renting a house. You can bring your daughter-in-law with legs, but you can't bring a new house without legs? Does the house follow the work or does the work follow the house?

Four: My wife's cousin, studying architectural design at university, came to Beijing with his wife and children for development. Outside the Third Ring Road in Beijing, I bought a house at a price of 40,000 to 50,000 yuan per square meter and settled down. Unexpectedly, the empty nesters at home got depressed because they missed their children. They had to buy a second house outside the Sixth Ring Road in Beijing at a price of 20,000 to 30,000 yuan per square meter. They want to take the elderly to Beijing to live with them to solve their homesickness. Roughly calculated, the expenses of these two houses, the couple have to be house slaves for nearly ten years.

Looking at the new situation of reform and opening-up, rural people yearn for the life of city dwellers and try their best to become city dwellers. However, they are immersed in the noise of city dwellers and look forward to the new concept of rural life of "picking chrysanthemums under the east fence and seeing Nanshan leisurely". I don't know what step the national economy will take next. However, one thing is certain: the country and people after the pain of reform will certainly find their most comfortable, beautiful and happy life paradise. Because, at my daughter-in-law's house, I also met some talents who made a fortune in the city and began to prepare to return to China to invest and start a family.

There are my parents, my brother and sister-in-law, my two nephews, and of course, people from such a big village.

Every time I go back to my mother's house and walk to the entrance of the village, my uncles, aunts, grandparents who are close to the highway stand at the entrance of the village. I called them with a strong local accent. They look at me like a swimming picture, their eyes are full of love and envy, and their hearts are full of love and care. And when I walked to my home accompanied by their local accent, my parents' eyes sublimated this concern into a smile in their eyes and a warmth in their hearts.

When a large family is together, they all say that the scenery on earth is warm and cold. The crops in the field can make my mother feel a little honored. In the past two years, due to the promotion of rural farming mechanization, the donkeys and cows in the village have almost disappeared, and the streets and alleys suddenly have no donkey barking and cow excrement. Sometimes I wonder if my family is still in the countryside. But when the delicious food was pulled into the yard, I had no doubt about it, especially when I sat on the grain pile and recalled my childhood. Mother said well, a large family, but also lost a good woman like me, who would plan? I nodded and said yes, but my father and brother objected. They said loudly that food can earn a few dollars without losing our wages. Of course I talked to my mother. She not only inherited her blood, but also inherited her innocence and cuteness for me. Although a man is old, his nature cannot be changed. She knows that 70% of her family's income comes from her father and brother, but that's what she said! Who can understand the loveliness here? The way she winks and deliberately gets angry seems to me to be a girl's legacy! I tried to tell my husband this sentence in my new home in the county. My husband patted me on the shoulder and said, well, our family is all your credit, and I'm too lazy to argue with you! I was dumbfounded. I am looking forward to his arguing with me, but he is too lazy to argue with me. It was my daughter who said that I lived more like her grandmother.

When I am unmarried, I always fantasize that I can leave this home one day, leave my parents' nagging and discipline, and take my beloved to wander far away. The dream of traveling in all directions is always romantic. My body and head floated in mid-air, but my feet stepped on real land. After marriage, I not only didn't wander, but after several years, I also liked the feeling of being rooted in the soil. I feel like a corn seed in the field, and the ripe fruit can only fall on the ground under my feet! Although I hate the poverty of this land, the feeling that blood is thicker than water always makes me involuntarily. My husband and I are married, have children, and work 5 kilometers away from my mother's house. We didn't live farther away. My husband told me that I should be such a person. I can't tell him what I really think, just as I can't explain it to my parents. Stop it, those old dreams; Forget it, let the dream follow in the footsteps of my nephew and daughter; Let's not talk about it. Walking may be more realistic than dreaming.

The most important thing is to have a meal around the round table. When the food was served by my mother and me, my father's words box was opened. He said loudly that my eldest brother had no job and told me how to live in the county. To tell the truth, since I left the countryside at the age of 22 and went to work in a county unit, I still haven't learned how to be a city dweller. Although my ideal is to be an elite in the city, my bones are full of local culture, my incorrigible consciousness of small farmers, my seriousness and stubbornness in silence to the depths of my soul, and my desperate struggle all make this become me and my label. Later, I had dinner with a writer I admired very much, and he explained the meaning of "label" to me. He said that this "label" is personality. If you can defend your hometown among a group of boys and girls, it is not only your personal victory, but also a cultural victory! The writer's words made me laugh. Then what kind of person am I? I have been looking for myself for more than 30 years, but I still can't find it. But I can't tell my father my doubts. He didn't understand, or maybe he understood too much, so he gave up asking and let me melt into the secular world.

At this point, mom always goes against dad. She accused him of not talking to me like that. She said that when she was my age, she didn't live as well as me! I comforted my mother not to be angry. She suddenly asked me, Do you remember what I was like when I was your age?

I dare not say I don't remember, but I really don't remember. I can only tell her some vague impressions I imagined. Her face is sunny and cloudy ... how could I forget? I only remember that my mother's face is white and her hair is black, and she likes to support her forehead with a black hair. ...

I can't tell my mother how I feel, but there is no doubt that I love her and cherish the past time. Where there is a mother, there is a home, and where there is a father, there is a root. When my brother and sister-in-law hugged them again, I saw the smoke of happiness floating in front of my eyes.

Essay on Going Back to Mother's Home 4 The second day of the New Year is the day when the daughter-in-law goes back to her mother's home. This custom has a long history and occurs every year.

It is said that a daughter-in-law's return to her parents' home will bring wealth and good luck to her family, so every year on this day, her family will rush out to pick up her girl and stay overnight. The task of taking a girl home is usually that a man (son, grandson) in her family goes out to invite her home. After the family arranged early on the second day of the second day, they waited for the girls to go home at home.

In my hometown, the same is true of the custom of daughter-in-law returning to her mother's house. On this day, the daughter-in-law (girl) who goes back to her parents' home is all newly dressed. It takes some effort to dress up, even the face should be painted with red "bright cream" Especially for the daughter-in-law in the first year of marriage, pay special attention to the image. Dressing starts in the morning and lasts until her parents tell her to go home, lest she wear too little and wear too much powder. Put on new clothes again, with a red face as a foil, just like a bride! It is said that in this way, the bride's family can see how lucky the girl is to bring home. Others say that the girl's happiness index in her husband's family can be revealed through her face.

The "errand" of asking girls to go back to their parents' home will mostly fall on the younger generation of men, who can ride bicycles all the way to their sister's house or aunt's house. If the younger generation happens to be lucky, they will also encounter such a beautiful thing as giving "lucky money", and then spend the morning at their sister's house or aunt's house, and then go home with their sister or aunt. People of the same generation will have a nice meal at the called person's home before accompanying the called person home. The scene of going back to my parents' house is particularly cordial. The new daughter-in-law will happily go back to my parents' home, enter the village intersection not far from my parents' home, and get off the bus, carrying (carrying) the child and stepping on the music of "Back to My Parents' Home" with laughter all the way. When you meet uncles and brothers, you will greet them cordially, and some will greet them with their children in their arms. Kind Chinese New Year words and laughter all the way will reach the parents' door. At this time, their parents have already heard the news and walked to the gate to welcome the married girl and their children. Happiness will be shrouded in the hearts of distant relatives. There are also people who kowtow and come into the house after the New Year. At this time, the atmosphere in the maiden's yard will be particularly high, and the family's talking and laughing will also fall into the yard and fall into the air in the yard.

After talking and laughing, it's time for the family to prepare dishes and warm wine for the table. Naturally, family members (brother-in-law) accompany the wine, and close friends come to pay New Year greetings. The joyful atmosphere of the family will rise to the extreme with the fragrance of food and wine. There are still firecrackers of children in the yard, laughter of getting "lucky money", laughter of old people, and laughter of Spring Festival Gala programs on TV screens. At this time, it constitutes a wonderful picture of the second daughter-in-law returning to her mother's house. This scene of laughter and laughter has been with me for many years, because every year I accompany my daughter-in-law back to my mother's house, looking for this happy family atmosphere, looking for the atmosphere of returning to my mother's house on the second day of junior high school, and looking for the happy atmosphere of my mother's house after the Spring Festival!

Have a rest after eating and drinking. This is the atmosphere of the New Year. If you can't go back in the afternoon, you will still prepare tables and drinks at night and talk and laugh until late at night. If there are good cards, a "table-watching and card-playing group" will be formed by grandson or brother-in-law, eldest brother and aunt after the table is withdrawn, looking for the happiness of the Spring Festival and family among the card friends.

On the second day of the second day, the daughter-in-law went back to her mother's house to look for kindness and happiness, and to look for happiness and happiness in the new year. Although you can't trace the long history of this custom, this kind of affection will always accompany you on this day and continue to go on.

Today is the second day of New Year's Day, and it is the day when my daughter returns to her parents' home. I asked my wife if she wanted to go to her parents' house. She said it was raining and she wouldn't go.

My wife's family is honest Li Village in Black Dragon Pool, ten miles away from us. I couldn't go when it rained before, because I had to pass through a large open area and a silent river bank. The river bank is covered with dirt roads, so I can't go when it rains. I can go there if it rains now, but I have to make a detour.

I was in the year when my parents-in-law died, and I haven't been there since. Every time I visit relatives, my wife takes the children with her. My wife is very senior at home, and sometimes I visit my relatives. Those white-haired old ladies call me uncle so that I can buy candy. This is different from custom. The place played a big joke on my son-in-law, and people came to ask for money one after another. I remember burying my father-in-law. It cost more than 500, that's all.

Son-in-law goes to his father's house. There are two kinds of people. One kind likes to show off and talk about ostentation and extravagance. If you don't mess with him, he will feel bad. For example, I have a burden. He runs a supermarket at home and has five or six gray machines. He is very rich. Every time he deliberately wandered around the village, he and I rarely went together. Everyone has self-esteem. As everyone knows, you can be a man with money. I'm not afraid of jokes. Once I went to visit my relatives and asked my wife to go. I'll wait at the second sister's house. My second sister is our matchmaker. My second sister's home is in the northeast corner of the village, and my parents' home is in a field in the southwest corner of honest Li. There are two low-rise tile houses covered with green zucchini. Standing at the second sister's house, you can see the thin figure of your mother-in-law fighting for water.

After that, maybe I was busy with business, maybe I was afraid of spending money, and I never went to my father-in-law's house again. After my in-laws died, my wife's family became the concept of my children's uncle's family.

Today, on the second day of New Year's Day, it was raining in Mao Mao, and the rain wet my parents' roads, which indicated that my parents and their families would be safe for one year. I also want to go to my parents' house. ......