Write about 600 words at home.

1. Writing a composition about 600 words about home is a warm word for all of us. Since the word "home" came into being, there has been a corresponding wandering, but the end point of wandering is to find the paradise of one's soul-home.

In the process of exile, Qu Yuan, who suffered from Li Sao, thought most about that home-Du Ying. So no matter how much he suffers, he can wear a high crown and hold a sword and sing his own "Nine Songs". Once Ying Du was captured and his country was destroyed, he knew there was no home in the world. He went to another place farther away, and that was his home.

No wonder some people say that "when we meet by chance, we are all foreigners". Think about how many people have experienced such a moment: "Where is home in the Qinling Mountains, the snow is holding the green horse back." No matter how elegant Li Bai is, he will "sink back again, and I suddenly think of home"; Du Fu is selfless, knowing that "a letter from home is worth a thousand pounds of gold"; Xin Qiji just wants to return to a happy home with honor. Li Houzhu has the melancholy of "just a river flowing eastward", and it is only a memory of a peaceful seat in the homeland of the Southern Tang Dynasty ... The literati in the feudal era often drifted in the mountains and under the ancient sunset road because of the future, perhaps because of the war, perhaps for other reasons, but when they saw the lights in the city and the sporadic fishing light on the river, or saw the wisps of light smoke on the ridge of Shan Ye, how could they not remember that beauty? But I looked home, the twilight was getting thicker, and the river waves were filled with sad mist!

Even in peaceful and quiet times, the attachment to home is still so strong. My family is beautiful, happy, peaceful, healthy, and brothers and sisters live in harmony. "Beijingers in new york" tells the overseas China people's view of home, that is, in the quadrangle, the family is happily reunited. Huang Lei's home in "Time flies" is the unique charm of Jiangnan water town, and it is also the taste of Grandpa Qi studying there.

At this age, our views on home are even different: we want to own a house of our own, decorate it ourselves and live by ourselves; Who walks with me in the distance in the clouds, stays near the sun, can hide their ears, stay away from the secular noise, and want a clean and free life. Rebellious children think so, but good children don't. They want to live with their parents and put their old home and future home together.

Home is not just a house, it is a haven for vagrants and a post for the soul. In short, this is also a way of life that truly belongs to me, my relatives and my family.

2. Write a composition of about 600 words with family as the topic. Everyone has a home, and everyone will love their home very much. So, I am no exception.

Home can give people a warm feeling, make people full of confidence and cheer up from failure. However, home is the most important pillar for people everywhere.

I love my family for many reasons, the main reason is the environment of my parents and family. "Love grows with time" is absolutely correct. Whether it is a person or a dead thing, as long as it is faced for a long time, it will have a deep feeling.

Unconsciously, I have lived at home for thirteen years. There are my most beloved parents, the most familiar environment and my stories for many years. At home, my parents are like my good friends. They laugh and laugh every day. Even if they are not happy on the way home, as soon as they step into the house, my heart is as relaxed and free as being untied.

In the environment where I grew up, there were both happy and sad sides. In the whole room, my favorite is my room. There is a desk, a big bed, a bookshelf, a dresser and a computer in the room ... I lie prone on the desk every day to do my homework, sleep on the big bed, and sometimes sit in front of the computer to relax when I am tired, so that my brain can relax after working for a long time, and I can flip through the books in the bookcase when I have time.

Everything in the room is accompanied by my joy, anger, sadness and joy. Another place I am familiar with is my small garden.

There are green grass and flowers in the garden. I often play in the garden.

I love my family, every member of my family and every story of my family. Home is the cradle of every child's growth and the harbor of every child's life.

I have a warm, happy and harmonious home. I love my family.

Home is the cradle of every child's growth and the harbor of every child's life. I have a warm, happy and harmonious home.

I love my family. I love my family, a happy and warm family.

My parents' meticulous care for me made me deeply feel the warmth of home. Every time I come back from school, my mother is busy cooking good food for me in the kitchen. My father sits next to me and studies with me. Dad will patiently explain to me when I encounter problems that I can't. My mother is very concerned about my study. She was afraid that I was tired of studying and tried her best to strengthen my nutrition.

Cook me a cup of hot milk every morning and cook for me all the time. I love my family, a harmonious and happy family.

In my family, it is always full of peaceful atmosphere, and our family of three always live in harmony. Mom and dad have a very good relationship and hardly quarrel. Dad speaks humorously and always makes my mother and I laugh.

I am a very sensible and willful child, and I don't make my parents angry. If I do well in the exam, my parents will celebrate for me and take me to eat my favorite freezing point. I always pour a glass of wine for my parents first, because I know that my grades can't be achieved without the efforts of teachers and the cultivation of my parents.

I love my family, a family I can rely on. Whenever I encounter difficulties or grievances outside; It was my parents who helped me solve my difficulties, listened to my inner anguish and taught me how to face life and facts. They taught me that life will not be smooth sailing, but one should know how to face the challenges and tests of life.

I love this warm and happy home, let love stay in my home forever.

Writing a composition of about 600 words on the topic of home is a warm word for all of us.

Since the word "home" came into being, there has been a corresponding wandering, but the end point of wandering is to find the paradise of one's soul-home. In the process of exile, Qu Yuan, who suffered from Li Sao, thought most about that home-Du Ying.

Therefore, no matter how bitter it is, 7A64E4B893E5B19E313339656534, he can wear a high crown and a sword and sing his own Nine Songs. Once Ying Du was captured and his country was destroyed, he knew there was no home in the world. He went to another place farther away, and that was his home.

No wonder some people say that "when we meet by chance, we are all foreigners". Think about how many people have experienced such a moment: "Where is home in the Qinling Mountains, the snow is holding the green horse back."

No matter how elegant Li Bai is, he will "sink back again, and I suddenly think of home"; Du Fu is selfless, knowing that "a letter from home is worth a thousand pounds of gold"; Xin Qiji just wants to return to a happy home with honor. Li Houzhu has the melancholy of "just a river flowing eastward", and it is only a memory of a peaceful seat in the homeland of the Southern Tang Dynasty ... The literati in the feudal era often drifted in the mountains and under the ancient sunset road because of the future, perhaps because of the war, perhaps for other reasons, but when they saw the lights in the city and the sporadic fishing light on the river, or saw the wisps of light smoke on the ridge of Shan Ye, how could they not remember that beauty? But I looked home, the twilight was getting thicker, and the river waves were filled with sad mist! Even in peaceful and quiet times, the attachment to home is still so strong. My family is beautiful, happy, peaceful, healthy, and brothers and sisters live in harmony.

"Beijingers in new york" tells the overseas China people's view of home, that is, in the quadrangle, the family is happily reunited. Huang Lei's home in "Time flies" is the unique charm of Jiangnan water town, and it is also the taste of Grandpa Qi studying there.

At this age, our views on home are even different: we want to own a house of our own, decorate it ourselves and live by ourselves; Who walks with me in the distance in the clouds, stays near the sun, can hide their ears, stay away from the secular noise, and want a clean and free life. Rebellious children think so, but good children don't. They want to live with their parents and put their old home and future home together.

Home is not just a house, it is a haven for vagrants and a post for the soul. In short, this is also a way of life that truly belongs to me, my relatives and my family.

Writing a 600-word composition on home is a part of our life and a long and wonderful episode of life. It carries everything for us. When we are hurt and frustrated, we don't have to be sad, because home has become our partner and confidant. Sitting at home alone in the middle of the night, whispering with my family, let them listen to our stories and songs. Home is also the best place to treat pain. It will heal the wounds that are difficult to heal, leave the pain only in yesterday, and make our today more exciting. What is home? It is a reluctant home, a warm collective, and a dear motherland. Here, parents hold up a clear sky for their children with love umbrellas, and children offer a ray of comfort to their parents with filial piety; Here, there is a deep affection between teachers and students. Everyone has his own home, and everyone has an indescribable affection for his home. Home is like a small safe haven, which soothes my young mind, makes me feel the warmth of my family and makes me full of confidence in my next struggle. ...

Home is the meeting room where we talk about everything, and it is our shelter from the wind and rain. When we are down and out, home is our best tonic. Home is always so lovely, even though we are far away from home, we still don't forget the warmth of home. Home needs no disguise. Home is a place where all our actions can be accommodated. Home is the hard work of parents. Home can't be separated from us, and neither can we. I love home because it is really cute.

We don't need to pretend at home, just treat each other calmly. Whenever we come back from the street, our family always "smiles at us". Home embodies the purpose of family harmony and expresses that home is a place where we can't leave. Thank you.

Home is happy, and people who have a home cherish it! Don't lose, cherish. Because home is so lovely, we can't lose it. No matter whether we succeed or fail, when you see home, you will really smile, because it has been smiling at us.

5. Write a composition on the topic of home, with a self-made topic of about 600 words. Thank you. The birds in the 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

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6. Write 600 words on the topic of home.

People say that "home is a harbor of happiness". When a person is driven crazy and has nothing, think about yourself and your home as your solid backing. When a person fails or is frustrated in his career. You can still go home. When a person achieves something in his career, he can't forget his home.

Why is home happy? Because there are two people in your family who are closest to you in the world. They raised you, treated you as a piece of meat, and gave it to you selflessly, but never returned it. They are-parents.

Everyone has parents, maybe in different ways, but the starting point is entirely for the children.

I think parents can love their children, but not too much. That kind of love is doting, which will make children lose the skills of self-study I think my parents' love for me is very appropriate, which is both severe from my father and kind from my mother. The two are just integration.

Fatherly love is often severe.

I remember/kloc-once when I was 0/8 years old, I drank a lot of water that night and didn't go to the toilet before going to bed. I always dream in the middle of the night. I remember in my dream that I really wanted to go to the toilet. After searching for a long time, I finally found the toilet and naturally peed. As a result, I vaguely felt that the quilt was wet and woke up at once. At that time, I was afraid to tell my parents, for fear that they would scold me or even hit me. I hesitated for a long time, but finally I woke my father up and asked him to change my sheets. As a result, my dad started talking about me before he finished, and said loudly, "Don't sleep when you are wet"! My mom advised my dad, but he still wouldn't listen, saying that he would give me a long memory. As a result, I stayed up all night that night. At that time, I hated my father very much. Now that I have grown up, I think he is also good for me. In the process of growing up, I have to experience many lessons before I mature.

Motherly love is often kind.

The phrase "thread in the hands of a loving mother makes clothes for her wayward son" has always been in my mind. I remember once, I came to school without breakfast in the morning. In the second class, I was so hungry that I persisted until I got through the difficulties. My stomach ache may be because I have always skipped breakfast recently. When I got home in the afternoon, I told my mother that she had always loved me and even spoiled me a little. When my mother heard this, she looked at me with great distress and said that she must remember to have breakfast in the morning. But I said I didn't want to eat and went back to my room.

When I got up the next morning, I saw the kitchen light on (it was just after 6 o'clock in the winter morning and it was still dark). I walked into the kitchen and saw my mother preparing breakfast for me. That scene is still fixed in my heart. I was really touched at that time, and that kind of warm maternal love accompanied me all winter.

The love of parents constitutes the love of family. Love is warm and family is happy. I love my home!

7. Please write a 600-word composition on "Home".

I have a loving family, where maternal love and fatherly love, not to mention meticulous love, are profound and everything can be given. My brother's childlike love always makes me laugh at a loss. In short, all love comes from family.

On countless weekend mornings, there is always a click in the kitchen. The young mother gently broke the frosted water, then poked the fire and cooked the rice. Dad finished his work and said, "Be quiet, Ajie is sleeping. Let him see you later." This is a little love, but it strongly shows the love of mom and dad.

I remember one day.

Wake up in the morning and find that the world is bright and people are clear. The rumble of cars is no longer loud, but it is as if nothing had happened. Open the window, ah! It is raining! A bowl of rice porridge and a loaf of bread ended my breakfast. I picked up my schoolbag and opened the door. The wind is cold, but the breakfast made by my mother warms up the rainy days. As usual, I went to school to study all day, and I was not interested in raining all day. God seems to be against me. After school, the rain is still raining relentlessly. Although I am at a loss, I can't do anything, but in this dangerous rain, there are always the familiar big shots-father, mother and brother. Such a sight made the students envious, and I didn't say much. Just tell the students: "I have a warm and loving home." I got on the bus and went home. The rain subsided on the way, and our family's love was so overwhelming. I'm so happy! Really, I only have this sentence to describe my self-evident mood at this time.

Speaking of which, you won't believe it. Being scolded is also the embodiment of love and a symbol of happiness. Whenever I do something wrong, I always get some inexplicable scolding, but this scolding is so colorful, bright, warm and happy. Yes! It's better to scold than not to scold! I've always thought so.

I don't know who said that, home, simplicity, is a place. However, I don't think there is invisible love at home. Sometimes just pour a glass of water and say hello, and you will have the warm connotation of love. Family is really great and warm!

I love my family and my parents more! Because I have a loving family!

8. The family composition is about 600 words. Home is my favorite.

Home is our life partner, home is our life expectation, home is our life yearning, and home is of course my life favorite.

I love grandma's care most. Every Saturday when I go home, my grandma will prepare my favorite lunch for me. Looking at the delicious dishes and feeling grandma's careful care for me, I couldn't help kissing her forehead. Grandma always smiles and says, "How can such a big girl still be like a child!" " When I feel unhappy because my parents scold me for being playful, my grandmother will tease me like a child: "My mouth is so high, it seems angry!" " I have to hide before I accidentally blow me up! "Looking at grandma's loving expression on her face, I smiled with a sloped voice, and the clouds in my heart suddenly dispersed, and my mood was as clear as the clear sky in Wan Li. At this time, grandma was also happy from ear to ear.

I like listening to my grandfather and father do ideological work for me, and they are two different versions. Whenever my grades drop, grandpa always gently and forcefully warns me: "Where there is a will, there is a way." In your study, you should work hard and never be lazy! "Say that finish, touch my head. Dad's tone is very strict and irresistible: "How can you become a useful person in the future with such lazy and scattered study?" "Don't be fascinated by TV series. Will those successful people waste their time like you? You must take back your heart immediately, study hard, concentrate on it and strive for a higher level of performance. " Look, this combination of rigidity and softness has completely baptized my mind. So, I began to convince myself slowly, gradually get rid of the temptation of TV series, work hard and try to give them a satisfactory answer.

I like to see my mother's warm figure outside the school gate on my birthday. We walked hand in hand, bathed in the afterglow of the sunset and walked side by side. In the evening, at the dining table, accompanied by flickering candlelight, my mother and I celebrated our birthdays and tasted delicious jiaozi. I feel the warmth of maternal love.

Love fights with my brother. In order to compete for our favorite TV channel, let's try tit for tat. After a hard struggle, he finally declared the short-term end of the war with my victory. When I was fascinated, the little smart card quickly grabbed the remote control, proudly looked at the comics, and looked at me from time to time with a flamboyant look. At this time, I always show gentlemanly demeanor and wave my hand. "Look!" Yes! Be generous.

Ah, this family has too much love, and it is precisely because of these love that my life is full of laughter; It is because of these that my heart will be sunny; It is because of these likes that I can keep moving forward and never retreat. These collections will be the most beautiful, precious and treasured memories in my life.

Home-my favorite!

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9. "Home" composition 600 words home

There is always such a place in the world that gives us shelter when it is stormy and gives us comfort when our hearts are exhausted. Our bodies and souls always need such a place to rest. This is home.

Day after day, whenever the lights are on at sunset in the western hills, such as the endless traffic and the hurried footsteps of pedestrians on the street, they are all heading in one direction-home.

People who have no home will never have a sense of belonging, just like floating clouds forever. However, home is not only a square room, but also a beautiful and luxurious arrangement. The most important element of family is our feelings, and we manage with our heart. Because of this feeling of concern, we feel warm and relaxed. I care because of love, and I miss you because of love.

My home is as ordinary as thousands of families in Qian Qian. More than 60 square meters of buildings, there is no grand and elegant decoration, no luxurious decoration, and some are the feelings of husband and wife and the love of mother and child under the load of a small space. These overflowing feelings are enough for me.

Home, our home. The warm home that we all long for.

Home is a pair of slippers handed by my lover when I return; Home is the smiling face of children jumping into their arms; Home is a steaming piece of rice on the dining table; Home is a sweet double bed under the bedside lamp. ...

Home is a deep language of love; Home is nagging; Home is a trivial day that turns over page by page; Home is a string of red peppers hanging under the eaves.

Home is a harbor for berthing; Home is a rest stop; Home is the most practical support when sleeping; Home is my husband's rude words-a place where you don't have to hold your fart. ...

There are so many annotations in my dictionary.

I love our ordinary family, reveling in its warmth and happiness, content and grateful.

However, I never thought that one day I would have a home outside my home.

Everything is because of a casual click on the internet. Since then, "adding fragrance to tea" has become my new home, and blogs and collections have become my spiritual home. Just like an ugly little girl suddenly saw a dress with lace, I was at a loss and didn't have that kind of beautiful joy. I decorate it with pages full of heart fragrance and love it with infinite tenderness. ...

Every morning, I will slowly open the door of my new home to see which new guests have come and what new works are there. Read friends' words, reply to everyone's comments and greetings, convey each other's feelings and friendship, and be filled with joy and comfort.

Sitting alone in front of the screen in a quiet night, drinking a cup of incense, reading a short article, chatting with friends, and reciting poems with literary friends, the feeling of home is warm enough, and people are often ecstatic, indulging in this home far from home and ignoring the real home, which makes their husbands unhappy and their sons dissatisfied.

This home away from home is my kingdom of thought. Here, you can get rid of the fetters of the world and let your thoughts fly freely; You can also be indifferent to your mood and forget that flowers bloom and fall in front of the court, and the clouds in the sky are rolling. Always trying to pour a thing, a scene and a mood into the pen, although the expression is weak and naive, it is still stubborn and full of enthusiasm.

There is a warm and beautiful home, which is happy and warm. It is lucky and pleasant to have a harbor where the mind can rest and swim.

"Tea" makes my home outside my home. I love my home, and I like my home outside.