On the Tone in the Sentence of The Return of the Native

1, another Spring Festival is coming, and I suddenly want to go home. Even if you can't buy a train ticket, even if the plane ticket is expensive, even if you are busy at work, even if you are tired; I also want to go home, have dinner with my parents, set off firecrackers with my friends and sing childhood songs. Because there is only one place worthy of our nostalgia, and that is "home".

2. Wandering in a different place, I always care about the mountains and rivers of my hometown, every grass and tree, countless days and nights, standing in the silent night sky looking at my hometown and recalling the beautiful pictures that have passed away.

3. ah When I returned to my hometown, I saw a clear stream. On both sides of the stream, there are several weeping willows, and long soft willow branches are fluttering in the wind. Elegant dance is so beautiful and natural. When several birds sing on the branches, they will make pleasant sounds.

4. According to our folk custom in China, no matter what traditional festival, family reunion is called a festival, and Dragon Boat Festival is no exception. No, I can't go home far from home, so I signed a mood declaration on QQ: "I want to go home!" " " .

Home is not just a house, it is a haven for drifters 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.

6. Home is a warm harbor full of love and joy. When people are tired after a day's work and study, they all want to go back to this warm hut, relax, regain their strength and welcome a new day, so everyone is eager to go home.

7. "The willows are in harmony, and the rain and snow are mixed." I go home less and less now, but the weak figure of kind parents is more and more clear in my heart. I really miss home and my parents! Miss the familiar grass and trees in my hometown ...

8. Home is a harbor. If you go far, you will naturally come back and park in the harbor. Home depends on it. When you are tired, you lie down, sink into the soft bed and get drunk. Home is the eternal habitat of human beings.