It's good to have a home. Composition 500 words sixth grade 1 "Being alone in a foreign land is a stranger, and I miss my family twice every festive season." I didn't understand this sadness until I left home.
On Saturday after the National Day holiday, the school made up lessons. Because it's too far away, it's really too much trouble to go home. I filled in "weekend accommodation" without thinking.
I called back and reported to my mother, "Mom, I'm staying at school this weekend." My tone is dull, but I am worried that my mother will object. Mother was silent for a while, and struggled to squeeze out two words through her teeth: "OK ……" Then she nagged again: "Remember to eat fruit and study hard. Your father and I have always been behind you to protect you. " I didn't think so at the time. I just feel more comfort in my heart.
Not long after, my father called.
My father scolded me in an unprecedented tone: "why don't you go home?" Don't you know that you are going home this weekend? " I'm a little shocked. Is my father angry? The restless heart has now added a heavy stone.
But soon, the stone fell to the ground.
After the evening study, I went back to the dormitory and looked at this lovely place. I don't know why, but I feel a little more melancholy. Later, I learned that the melancholy was called "homesickness"
Just when I was disappointed, my father called again.
My father and I were silent for a while, and then my father spoke first.
My father said to me in a heavy voice, "Be sure to come back next time. We all miss you very much ... "
At that moment, I wish I could fly back to my parents immediately! It's good to have a home!
I tried to say to my father, "Well, ok, I see." I speak slowly, for fear that my father can't hear me clearly.
It turns out that home is a clear spring, a bright lamp, nourishing me and illuminating me.
I walked back to the dormitory. That night, I slept surprisingly well, just like at home!
It's good to have a home. In the sixth grade, there were two bars, piles of concrete, bricks and gravel, which built a small space. In this space, there are two people, one is called father and the other is called mother. They named this small space home! And I, somehow, came to this place full of warmth and happiness!
When I was a child, I sat in the mound with my friends, lived in the mud, built castles and played house, covered in mud, but nothing happened. At this time, the person named Mom will come panting: "Look at what you are wearing, go back and wash and change your clothes!" " "I looked down and followed her back to the place she called home. A gentle voice came into my ears: if you get dirty clothes in the future, go home and change! Hehe-it's good to have a home!
When I was at school, I couldn't escape a few fights at school. I was conceited and went home to complain to my father that someone was bullying me. At this time, my father will wipe my tears with distress: "Who bullied our baby?" Stop crying! Dad will avenge you! " "I smile happily, and my sense of security spreads. Hehe-it's good to have a home!
I don't know what to do when I grow up and my wings are hard. I am tired in the face of mom and dad's nagging. Listening to one reprimand after another, I shed tears sadly. How can we communicate if there is a generation gap? I ran out helplessly and let the rain hit my face. Mom and dad, I'm sorry, I'm so rebellious! The weather is fine, and I see a rainbow bridge in the distance. I know, at the other end of the bridge, in the house called home, there are two people waiting for me at the table, so I left in a hurry! Hehe-it's good to have a home!
Decades later, I will go home again with full gratitude, sitting next to the stove with those two people named Mom and Dad, eating melon seeds and recalling the old things of my childhood! It's good to have a home!
It is the assembly place of happiness, the source of happiness, your safe haven and the sustenance of your soul. It is always waiting for you to go back! It's good to have a home!
It's good to have a home. 500 words. Three families in grade six are the cradle of our growth. Our first school and parents were our first teachers.
Home is not only the residence of the body, but also the sustenance of the soul. At home, we can feel the love from our parents. At home, our parents regard us as the apple of their eye and care for us in every possible way, so that we can enjoy the affection and warmth of our family. In addition to parents, there may be brothers and sisters at home. Everyone can play, study, study and help each other.
Home is our emotional habitat. We are wronged outside and often go home to tell our parents; We often share our happiness with our families. When we are in trouble, we often ask our families for help. We will tell our families what we have seen and heard, and there should be nothing to hide from them.
Home is the backing of our material life. Parents provide us with food, clothing, housing, entertainment and other expenses, create living conditions for us and bring us up. Their efforts are enormous. We should be filial to our parents, understanding and considerate.
Home is the guarantee of our safety and health. When we are sick, our parents will take good care of us, take us to the doctor, give us medicine and help us keep warm. Parents often remind us to pay attention to eating habits, pay attention to cleanliness and hygiene, and pay attention to safety when going out.
Home is our entertainment world. We often play games, watch TV, visit parks, go shopping and travel with our families, which is full of infinite fun.
Home is where we study and rest. We always do our homework at home, review our lessons, read books, look up information on the Internet, watch news and learn interesting stories from all over the world. When we feel tired after studying and working for a long time, we can lie in bed and have a comfortable sleep.
Home is our natural school. Parents living with us always influence and educate us, care about our study and health, pay attention to our morality and behavior, and think about our future development.
Home is the cradle of our growth, and a thousand words can't be finished. We can only express our feelings for home in one sentence: it's good to have a home!
It's good to have a home. The word "four families in grade six" is familiar to many people. Some people think that home is just a house? Wrong, school is home, hometown is home, and motherland is home. ...
For me, besides the house, I also have a home school.
I remember when I was in the fourth grade, I was still a little fat. The PE teacher always said that we little fat people were holding our class back, but what can we do?
Once, the PE teacher held a 400-meter running race in class, which really hurt my heart. With the whistle of "beep", everyone ran quickly, and I was the only one who ran slowly behind. In a blink of an eye, everyone has run more than 300 meters, but I still seem to walk as slowly as a snail (I tried, but I really can't run fast). With the whistle of "beep", all the students have crossed the finish line except me, of course. The PE teacher roared, "Zhu Haitao, what are you doing! Hurry up! " Finally, the game was over and I was too tired to climb. My classmates thought they would laugh at me. They cheered for me: "Come on, Zhu Haitao, don't give up." After running the finish line, I was so tired that I climbed down. Some students came to help me. Some students asked with concern, "Are you all right? Do you want to drink water? " I was moved to tears and smiled through tears, saying, "Thank you, nothing ... I ... never mind."
It's good to have a "home", because with it, my life is full of fun, warmth, encouragement and moving.
It's good to have a home. There are five sixth-grade schools in 500 words, which are the harbor of happiness, the habitat of our souls and our first school. Everyone has his own home, and every family is harmonious and happy.
It's good to have a home. Whenever I see beggars, prodigals and orphans in the street, I will have a sense of happiness: I have a home, and I am happier than them! I don't have to travel around the world like them, but I can also have a stable and beautiful life, be carefree, study with peace of mind, eat, drink and be merry.
It's good to have a home. Whenever I encounter setbacks, difficulties and grievances, there are always family members to help me heal the pain, let me forget the unbearable past, regain my goal and direction in life, and resolve all the stones that stand in my way.
It's good to have a home. I can learn a lot from adults, hear a lot of interesting things, and ask my elders for advice when I encounter problems. Under the supervision of my family, I can develop countless good habits and get rid of countless bad habits, so as to succeed.
It's good to have a home. At home, we can have fun, study, exercise and play games with our families. Home is always full of laughter, the air is full of happiness, and home is an ideal scene of harmonious and peaceful life.
I love my home. At home, I often play chess with my father, learn from each other, play badminton together, surf the Internet with my mother and watch TV. There are few contradictions and troubles between us, and I am very happy most of the time.
It's good to have a home, so I have firm support and strong background power. So I want to cherish this family, unlike some people who don't know when they will be blessed and have to be picky. I hope they can cherish their homes as much as I do.
It's good to have a home. Every time I encounter difficulties and setbacks, my parents help me through one difficulty after another. My parents' concern for me makes me feel good to have a home.
Once when I came home from school, I went home happily with a classmate, but we ran too fast and the floor was slippery and we accidentally fell down. I stood up and touched my forehead, only feeling bouts of pain. I lifted that classmate up and asked her, "Did you break it?" "No, just a little pain in the ass, but it's you. There seems to be a big bag on your forehead. " She looked at me and said.
When I got home, my mother saw the bag on my head and said in surprise, "What's the matter?" I didn't answer. I threw myself into my mother's arms, but I couldn't stop crying. My mother touched my wound and said, "Good boy, I fell down, didn't I?" It doesn't matter. This little injury is nothing? " Then, he turned to the bathroom to get toothpaste and applied it to my wound. He gently blew air and comforted me, saying, "Never mind, apply some toothpaste and it will be fine in a few days. My daughter is a strong child. How can she wipe her tears with this little injury? " ..... Under the care of my mother, the bag on my head went back day by day, but my eyes were black, like a giant panda.
Another time, I couldn't work out a topic and couldn't figure it out. I quickly asked my father for advice. After reading the topic, my father asked me to read it again, find the key words, think about the meaning, and scratched it on the paper so that I could understand it ... under the patient guidance of my father, I finally did it.
My parents' concern for me, bit by bit, warms my heart like a trickle and makes me feel good!
It's good to have a home. What are seven families in grade six? Home is our harbor, and it will always be our reliance; Home is the warm sun in winter, which always gives us warmth; Home is warm spring, which washes away the unhappiness in our hearts.
My father is a man who is about to turn 50. His love for me is deep and implicit. I got a 100 mark in my fourth grade math test. I came home excited and jumped around like a happy bird. "Dad, I got 100!" "My eyes sparkled and I looked at my father expectantly. What would he say-"Yes, that's great!" "But, he frowned and said heavily," What are you proud of? Hurry up and do your homework! " I don't know why my father hit me like this, so I have to do my homework with my head down. The next day, my mother cooked some dishes that I like to eat and said, "You took the exam yesterday 100. Your father is very happy and asked me to cook you more delicious food. " I see, my father told me not to be proud and to keep working hard!
My mother is a very gentle and kind person. That time I came home from school and saw my mother buy some peaches. "Last time you said you wanted to eat peaches, I bought them for you." That peach is so big and red that people can't help drooling. I was moved to think, "I don't remember this, but my mother still remembers it." It is such a small thing that I feel my mother's love for me. Every time I have any requirements, my mother will try her best to satisfy me. I am really the happiest child in the world. I tasted a peach, which was really sweet ... After eating it, I found my eyes moist. I can't help humming: "Only a mother is good in the world, and a child with a mother is like a treasure …" What can better express my mood and feelings at this moment than this song?
My family loves me, and their love for me is always the most sincere and warm, so I love them too, and I will honor them now and in the future. "Mom and Dad, I love you!"
It's good to have a home. Five hundred words, six grades, eight homes are safe havens. I am a boat. Whenever a storm comes, I hide in a safe haven. Home is a big tree, and I am under it. Grass, trees shelter the grass from the wind and rain; Home is a book, and I am a page in it. I will never leave this book. ...
It's good to have a home. Whenever you see beggars, prodigals and orphans on the roadside, you will feel that my home is so warm and sweet. Those beggars, prodigals and orphans are always homeless, wandering around the world, and have no stable residence.
It's good to have a home. Whenever I encounter setbacks and grievances, my parents, grandparents will always comfort me in a low voice, heal the pain of setbacks and grievances for me, and let me remember forget the sorrow, regain my goals and self-confidence and work harder.
It's good to have a home. I have made achievements and won glory. Home is a place to share, let your family share the joy of success with you, make the joy of success more, and make people work harder after being encouraged and praised.
It's good to have a home. This is a quiet refuge. There will be no warmth and coldness of people outside. It will make you feel warm and safe. Don't have to face the cynicism in society. It will open its arms for you and let you fall into its arms.
There is a song called Save Mr. Banks. There is a song "No matter how hard it rains, you always have to go home."
Wet shoes, dried before starting at a relaxed pace, are infinitely magnified by the scouring force of the soil. "
If you are wronged and encounter setbacks, you can have a place to talk; It's nice to have a home and a place to share.
It's good to have a home. What are the nine families in the sixth grade? Is a reluctant home, a warm nest. Here, parents hold up a clear sky for their children with an umbrella of love, and it is the love of parents that forms the word-home.
Who endured the pain of pregnancy in October? Who is it? Who is afraid to follow the toddler? Who is listening to you when you are sad? Who comforted your heart with gentle words when you failed? Dear mother and simple father. Mother is everything in a person's life. When she is sad, she is a comfort; When depressed, she is hope; When she is weak, she is strength; She is a source of sympathy, pity, love and generosity. There is a kind of love like water, which is a tower and a warm harbor forever, and that is maternal love.
Once I was sick, my mother took me to the hospital and touched my very hot forehead. She was so anxious that she cried. Ah, maternal love is a sad tear. I sent a bunch of flowers to my mother on Women's Day. My mother held me in her arms and kissed me gently on the cheek. Ah, mom's love is a sweet kiss. With maternal love, the family can have a warmth.
If maternal love is like spring rain, then paternal love is like a mountain. It was my father's hard-working hands that opened the treasure house of folk literature for me and brought me the rich poetry of the moonlit night. On a sunny summer night, my father and I enjoyed the cool in the yard. My father told me the story of the Goddess Chang'e flying to the moon and the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl meeting in Tianhe ... The unfathomable night sky turned out to be a mythical world. One hot summer night, I woke up from my dream. Father is giving me a fan and my clothes are soaked with sweat. Ah, dad's love is a cool breeze. On a cold rainy day, my father picked me up from school. An umbrella covered my head and the rain hit my father. Ah, dad's love is an umbrella to keep out the rain. It is with his father's love that the family has a feeling of giving up.
My home is full of warmth and love. We care about each other, love each other, share happiness and sadness.
It's good to have a home!
It's good to have a home. 500 words sixth grade 10 When we are sad, we go home when we are happy. We think it's good to have a home!
Yes! Home-what melts in is sadness, and what melts out is happiness; Home-accept sadness and liberate happiness; Home-break the darkness and release the light. It's good to have a home!
I remember the first exam in junior high school, and I only got 80 points in math. It is undoubtedly a blow to the excellent me. Invisible built a wall in my heart. The evening self-study is over, and I am on my way home. The moonlight is like a stream, cold and cool. I looked up at the night sky and it was dark. It's getting closer! When I stood at the door with my report card, tears rolled down my cheeks. My report card said the reward of my hard work.
The door opened and my mother looked at me in surprise. Her eyes were wide open. I couldn't bear it any longer and burst into tears. My mother hugged me quietly, touched me gently with her hands and patted me on the back, over and over again. I stopped crying under her comfort. Sitting quietly on the sofa, listening to my father's kind enlightenment and enjoying my mother's considerate care. Suddenly, my heart is no longer confused and helpless, but instantly ignited the hope in my heart. The wall I built quietly disappeared.
Outside the window, cicadas are echoing, the starry sky is bright, the moonlight is like water, the window is silent, the lights are dim and full of warmth, and the smell of home permeates this small "nest". Home, how nice!
Think about home when you are frustrated, and you will no longer be confused!
Think about home when you are confused, and you will no longer be helpless!
Think of home when you are helpless! You will no longer be depressed!
It's good to have a home!
It's good to have a home. Composition 500 words Grade 6 1 1 I like my home. I like the democracy in my family and every member of my family. I have a strict father, a gentle mother, a simple and kind grandfather, and I am smart and studious.
I remember once, during the summer vacation, everyone planned to travel somewhere, and my family was no exception. At this time, I spoke first: "Let's go to Shijingshan Amusement Park together!" As soon as my voice fell, my father was the first to object, "What are you doing in the amusement park?" Let's go to the grassland together! How nice it is to have cows and horses! "My father is very determined. I dare not object, so I looked at my mother with begging eyes. Mother understood what I meant and said, "Let's go to the amusement park together! I have tickets here. How about that? "Dad doesn't want to talk about the benefits of grassland, and I'm not to be outdone. My father and I had a red face. And my mother seems to be a commentator. She patted the table with her hand, cleared her throat and said, "Raise your hand!" " "Please raise your hand to the prairie. Please raise your hand if you go to the amusement park. Well, there is only one ticket to the prairie, 2: 1. I decided to go to Shijingshan amusement park together. Mom said matter-of-factly, I cheered happily. Dad picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea with a smile on his face.
Look, it's another sunny morning. As soon as the sun rose from the horizon, our family began to play symphonies, listen to symphonies, brush our teeth, tap the washbasin and run water. Played a cheerful symphony. Birds are singing cheerful songs in the branches, dogs are eating breakfast with relish, and swallows are flying in the sky. Mother said happily, "breakfast has started!" " "Everyone is scrambling to sit in their seats, waiting for delicious food. At the dinner table, there was just a burst of laughter.
I love my family because it makes me grow up healthily. I love my family, it brings me happiness and happiness; I love my family, because he gave me life; I love my family. I think it's really happy to have a family who understands me so well and thinks about me so much!
It's good to have a home. 500 words 12 Everyone has his own place, where there are people he loves and people who love him. It is because of these strange things that I am with myself that I have formed a beautiful and warm home here.
Home is my happy nest, the place where I grew up and the garden where I study and live. When I am sad, it becomes an ocean for me to vent, and when I am happy, it becomes my beautiful paradise.
Every morning, a ray of light illuminates a familiar figure-dad. He leaned down and whispered, "Get up." When I vaguely opened my eyes and saw my father's wrinkled face and tired and concerned eyes, I couldn't help thinking: my father is the pillar of the family, working day and night for the family, and the ruthless years have added a few silver hairs to his head. Whenever I encounter difficulties, my father always smiles, pats me on the shoulder, encourages me, and reveals a trace of self-confidence from his eyes, so I try to overcome the difficulties and finally overcome them, while my father is always so dull, but full of deep love for his daughter.
Get up every day and see the breakfast already prepared on the table. My mother will stand and look at me when I eat. When I finish eating, my mother's face will also be filled with a happy smile, and then she will say, "There are many cars on the road, so ride a bike slowly." From her eyes, I can see some worries and selfless love for my daughter.
The cutest and most interesting thing is my brother. Look, he's joking again. He wanted to read my book, so I threw him one at random, but he just didn't read it. He won't read several books in a row. I was angry, but he made a face at me, which made me want to cry and laugh, and sometimes the atmosphere at home was stuffy. However, as long as this "naughty boy" appears,
I think: living in such a happy family, no matter how strong the wind is, even if this place turns into ice, because the power of home is infinite. We can resist the wind and waves, we can melt the ice and snow, and we should have this beautiful home. Ah! It's good to have a home.
It's good to have a home. 500 words sixth grade 13 Everyone has his own home. This home is like a safe haven, which can bring us joy and sadness.
Once, I did my homework very late, and my parents were very worried. My mother brought me a bowl of soup. "Drink this soup first, and then write it later!" "I glanced impatiently at the bowl of soup and hurriedly kicked my mother out." I know, I know, let's go and leave me alone. "Mom walked out of the door slowly, and I looked at the bowl of soup, which seemed different from the soup stock. Mom will come in every few minutes for fear that the soup will get cold, but I don't want her to do this. Every time she comes in with hot soup carefully, she bends a little and walks step by step, but she is a little afraid of burning her hands. After several times, I was particularly impatient with her and yelled at her, so she had to go back to the bedroom.
The bowl of soup was still steaming. Looking back at my attitude at that time, I felt guilty, but my mother didn't take it too seriously.
As the season changes, the damn cold is coming again. I seem to have been in the hospital all day. I had a bad cold that time and I had no strength at all. My mother keeps asking me what I want to eat. I don't want to eat because I am sick. My mother always wants me to eat something, but I can't eat anything. Your hospital had intravenous drip all night, but my mother never left. As soon as I woke up, I saw my mother beside the bed. When I woke up, she began to get busy. She always takes care of me, and I seem happy to have her around. She always wants me to get better soon. It was my mother who made me feel the warmth of home.
With my mother's daily company, I know that my mother is a great role. It also made me realize that it's good to have a home.
It's good to have a home. Composition 500 words sixth grade 14 all rivers run into sea; The sky contains every cloud; The earth accepts every piece of land. Because rivers, clouds, land, ocean, sky and earth are their homes, their safe havens, and it's good to have a home!
The Story of San Mao's Wandering is a touching cartoon, in which San Mao's funny appearance and movements won applause from many audiences. However, this applause is hard to avoid bitterness. Sanmao, a homeless child, lost the fatherly love and maternal love that ordinary children should have since childhood. Lost the warmth of home. Although he is strong, he often cries alone. Just because no matter how powerful a person is, he can't live without a home. It's good to have a home!
In recent years, programs of "finding relatives" have sprung up like mushrooms after rain, all under the slogan of finding relatives for others. It has also won the attention of hundreds of millions of people. Every issue of such a program is accompanied by tears. I used to wonder why a person who has been separated from his family for decades is still struggling to find relatives, and why it has not been forgotten for so long. Now I understand that home is a beautiful place, where there is affection, and the only thing that can't disappear at any time is affection! It's good to have a home!
Everyone around me has his own home. It is a place where a person can rest when he is tired and talk when he smiles. When you cry, someone caresses your tears. There is no so-called etiquette in that place, and there is no so-called cultivation; You are an invisible man in that place. You can take off your coat and be a man. That place, even if the cold wind blows, makes people infinitely warm, and that place is home! It's good to have a home!
In fact, few people pay attention to their home in life, and we are never satisfied with saying that our home is good. But if compared with those homeless children who want to find relatives like San Mao, and those who are fighting with each other, is our happiness a "deep" word?
Friends, remember, when you are tired of working hard outside, when you are wronged outside, look back. Your home has always been your backing, and you have never given up. It's good to have a home!
It's good to have a home. 500 words sixth grade 15 When you make the first loud cry and announce your existence to the world, you have a home. There is a deep and inseparable family relationship at home.
Home is the starting point of our life. Starting from here, we will move forward step by step on the road of life. When you walk rough and experience setbacks, home will always be your safe haven. The affection that blood is thicker than water is silently transmitted to your heart, which gives you the motivation to move forward again. No matter how far you go and how successful you are, home will always be your destination. Share happiness with your family, share troubles with your family: in a word, it's good to have a home!
Home is warm, happy and happy. When you were born, your parents took care of you with infinite love. This is a deep feeling that no language can express. Everything is so sincere and selfless. If there is a God, home is her most precious gift to us. That warm home, no one can leave her, she always makes people attached. On the road of life, every step we take, we always look back for that warm home.
Home has many benefits, which cannot be described here. 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 stable and ordinary life. No matter what changes are outside, there is no need to be afraid. Home will always give people endless love and warmth.
Family endows everyone with different roles, and binds them tightly together with affection. At home, everyone is doing his own thing, accepting the love he deserves and sending out the love he deserves.
We are like kites flying with the wind, and we will not be broken. The yearning for home and hard-won affection are the infinite lines. When the sky is clear in Wan Li, our relatives let us fly, but they hold the thread tightly and watch us fly quietly. During the storm, relatives quickly put away the line and let us return to the quiet harbor in time.
There are too many adjectives to express my deep love for my family. I want to tell you with my favorite sentence: I love my family. It's good to have a home!