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My home _ composition 500 words
In study, work and even life, when it comes to composition, everyone is certainly familiar with it. With the help of composition, people can achieve the purpose of cultural exchange. I believe many friends are very upset about writing a composition. The following is a 500-word composition of my family that I collected for you. I hope it will help you.

My home _ composition 500 words 1 As soon as I walk into my home, I will see a transparent fish tank with lovely small fish shuttling back and forth, and there are some colorful stones and shells at the bottom of the fish tank. Next to the fish tank is the kitchen. There is an eye-catching red refrigerator in the kitchen. In front of the kitchen is a dining table with colorful flowers on it. Behind the dining table, you will see a drinking fountain and a decorative shelf on the wall. My father has a large collection of old wines, including Maotai, Xinghua Village and a bottle of golden scorpion wine ... In fact, there are many handicrafts and collectibles in our family. Let me introduce them to you one by one.

Next to my sister's room, the light in her room is pink. There is a computer in the room next to her desk. On the study desk is a present from her classmate on her birthday. When I walked out of my sister's room, it was the living room. There is a big TV in the east. On both sides of the TV, there are my family photos and flowers. Opposite the TV, there is a comfortable sofa with two photos on it. On the right side of the sofa, there is a colorful board. There are two bottles made of small conch on it. There is also air conditioning on the left side of the balcony. There is only a washing machine, a shoe cabinet and a clothes hanger in the balcony. When I walked out of the balcony, I saw a big green wardrobe. There is a small door in front of the wardrobe. There are three doors in the small door. On the left is my mother's and my father's bedroom. The light in their bedroom is orange, and there is a big picture on the bed with pictures of my father and my mother on it. My bedroom is on the right. The lights and walls in my bedroom are blue. In the middle is the bathroom.

This is my home!

My home _ composition 500 words 2 I love my home.

I love my family, and I love the warm words from us.

Beautiful words and stories full of love.

Everyone has a different home, and every home has a different home.

My family consists of two people. Everyone has his own home. My family has my favorite parents. My father is a doctor. He sleeps with me every night, tells me stories and plays games with me.

The first thing I get up every morning is to get up. My mother was the first to get up. She has breakfast in her hand and a smile on her lips. Her heart is full of warmth and infinite love for me!

My mother is a teacher. She usually prepares for teaching at night. What she taught us was common sense of life and learning methods. I saw a lot of things in her: what she taught us was common sense of life. In my memory, my favorite is my favorite science teacher, Miss Zhou.

Miss Zhou is a kind teacher. She cares about and loves our study. Once, my exercise book was accidentally torn by the teacher. It was Wednesday and I was late for class. The teacher is correcting our homework on the blackboard. I think the teacher cares about me and respects me. But I haven't finished my homework. I thought to myself: how much the teacher cares about me and loves me. My mother is very busy every day. I must study hard, be a sensible boy and live up to the cultivation and love of my teacher.

My mother is a good teacher, my mother is a teacher, I like my mother very much!

My mother is a good teacher, and I am a teacher's little assistant in study. I remember that one day last Tuesday, our school was going to hold a sports meeting. I got a good score of 100 meter. My teacher encouraged me to continue my efforts. My grades have always been good. My mother also rewarded me with a beautiful little hairpin. I am very happy. My eyes can see the blue sky.

My home is a warm home, and I love my home.

My home _ composition 500 words 3, is a magical place. The earth is our common home; And the blood relationship is also a family. Father, mother and we form a family of three. The definition of home is actually very broad. As long as this group is full of love, it can be called a home. Today, I always talk to you about my family of three.

I grew up with my family.

I still remember when I was in the first grade of primary school, my father brought me a super cool bike for me to learn by myself. At first, I couldn't balance it well. I always ride it twice to turn it over, and ride it twice to turn it over. "Crossing your legs" and "hanging some color" are common. At first, I thought it was nothing. If I fell, I fell, but when I fell, I was a little impetuous and didn't want to get up from the ground again.

When I am upset, I will inevitably complain a lot: "What's the use of learning to ride a bike? Can't you go to school or cram school by car? Can't you take the bus? "

"Let yourself calm down and think about it. Sao cannot solve the problem. " Dad said.

After listening to my father's words, I was lost in thought. If I don't continue to practice cycling, all my energy in front will be wasted, and my injuries and blood will become meaningless. But if I don't, I will continue to fall, and I am still a little scared. This is, my father came to me and whispered in my ear, "It doesn't matter if you fall down, as long as you keep fighting for your goal, you will succeed in the end." After listening to this sentence, I resolutely boarded a bike.

With previous experience, I gradually mastered the balance and learned to ride a bike.

Home is a place that can inspire you when you are at a loss; Home is a place to comfort you when you are in trouble; Home is a place full of love.

My Home _ Composition 500 words 4 "Who doesn't have a home!" Listen, I heard someone talking before writing. Of course it's right. Everyone has a family, but my "family" is very big, and there are not many "families", there are 3000 people! Ok, now let me show you around my "home" as a little guide! Let's go

My "home" mainly has five places, my "home".

One of the important venues-the classroom. This place is familiar! Three quarters of the daytime 12 hour is here, right? There are 40 classes in the teaching building. There are three windows in the classroom. Because the school attaches great importance to our property, the windows are equipped with security nets and security doors. Middle school students write My Home. There is a blackboard in front. You don't have to say it. You will definitely say, of course, the blackboard is still behind, yes! Hee hee ~-blackboard newspaper, don't say that the blackboard newspaper in our class is still good! If you don't believe me, come and see. ...

The second important venue-dormitory. I use one word to describe this place-malodorous, because I live in it, so I feel the deepest. Why? Hum! Guess what, the dormitory also has a name-"battlefield", and the "little soldiers" in it are unwilling to lag behind, so there is a scene of killing each other! Do you know what they are arguing about? -Toilet, seat, water ... alas ~ it's "terrible"!

The third important venue-the playground. "well! This place is good! " I haven't written yet. I heard someone exclaim, yes! This is indeed a good place, which can be called "beautiful scenery". Look! The playground is surrounded by green hills outside and flowerpots inside, which makes people feel very relaxed.

The fourth important venue-canteen. "People are iron rice steel, and they are hungry without eating a meal." The ancients were right!

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My "home" okay! Welcome to visit anytime!

My Home 500 words Five homes are everyone's safe haven. Whenever I am sad, home is the place that makes me happy. It will comfort me, let me stay away from troubles and sadness and become happier.

The kitchen is my mother's favorite place. Every time it's time to eat, my mother will carry plate after plate of mouth-watering dishes. Every dish is full of love, which makes us memorable. The garden is my father's favorite place. There are flowers and plants planted by my father himself. When I went there, I felt like I was in a world of flowers and flowers, leaving my troubles behind ... what about myself? My favorite corner is the study.

There is a desk, a chair and a pile of books in the study. When I am bored, I will pick up a book and sit there reading. After a while, I entered the world of books and began to take risks in it. I learned a lot of interesting and novel things in the book, and walked out of the world of books. I felt very enriched and got a lot of delicious knowledge, which made people feel refreshed and satisfied!

Learning can make me learn a lot of knowledge and make me knowledgeable. Sometimes in the morning and evening, I will hear the clear birdsong from the tall trees, which makes people feel sweet. Sometimes the white-haired Chinese Pulsatilla will follow a group of sparrows to discuss things one after another, but these are very lively. Birds give me happiness and joy, let me study freely in books, and bravely face the pressure of schoolwork and all setbacks.

Home is the warmest place in the world, full of love and happiness. As long as you step out of the house, you must bravely face challenges and setbacks, win glory and spread joy and happiness. My favorite study allows me to find a lot of knowledge freely in books. Outside the study window, there is always amazing scenery. Here, I share my joys and sorrows, so my favorite corner at home is the study!

My home _ composition 500 words 6 My home is located diagonally opposite to "Mice love rice" at No.4 Yangsha Village, Lushan Road, Taicang City. You are welcome to visit.

When I walked into my house, the first thing I saw was the spacious and bright yard. Walking along the glass door is my balcony. There are two doors on the balcony leading to the room. The east room is the master bedroom and the southwest room is my study. Further inside, the living room is on the left and the small room is on the right. Further on, the northwest is the kitchen, and the bathroom and toilet are next to the kitchen.

I usually do my homework in the study, which is my favorite room. Outside the window, facing the small garden built by my father, there are loquat trees, mulberry trees and some flowers and plants I can't name, which are evergreen all year round and can be described as pleasing to the eye. There are many pictures posted on the surrounding walls, and there are many "sundries" in them: toys when I was a child, old TV when I was eating, which was my childhood paradise. There is a desk by the window in the south, which is transformed from a TV cabinet, and the books I often use are put on it. My wardrobe is conjoined, facing the north wall. Because I don't like neatness, my desk is just like mine: the desktop is full of messy things, and the two compartments under the desk are also full of things: scissors, double-sided tape and empty books and newspapers, all of which are stuffed inside. Dad always said: If you keep piling up, the room will be useless. What a mess. But I just like my kennel. Although there are no warm pink curtains, no warm and comfortable camp beds, no universal computer … but without this hut, I really don't know where I am doing my homework now.

I love my family.

My home _ composition 500 words 7, is a warm harbor, is a happy boat. Home is not a house, not a car, but a place full of love. There is love to have a home.

I remember one summer, because it was too hot to quench my thirst with cold water, my cousin and I went to buy ice cream. We didn't think one was enough, so we secretly bought a lot. I couldn't eat at that time, and my cousin said, "There is still so much waste left. You are eating some. " In desperation, I ate two more bites. At that time, my stomach was very uncomfortable, and my cousin would be fine after eating it, but I rolled on the ground in pain. My father asked me what was wrong, and I told him that I drank too much cold water. Dad didn't say anything, just let me lie in bed for a while. I knew it didn't work and it hurt, so I told my father the truth. I thought he would criticize me, but he didn't. Dad asked me, "How many did you eat?" I faltered and said, "I've eaten ... four sticks." "What? How did you eat so much? " I know this time, and my father is angry. He also told me that he had gastroenteritis. Oh, my God, I totally forgot. I just ate it. I was still in pain, so my father took me to the hospital.

At the hospital, the doctor said that I used to have a bad stomach, but now it may hurt my stomach. Let me stay in the hospital for observation. In the ward, my father said something to me, which I think is quite reasonable. He said, "It's very hot in summer, but you can't get through it just by eating ice cream. Just go home and blow the air conditioner. It can't be like this in the future. " I nodded my head. Alas ... because of this, my grandparents came all the way. They are too old to keep worrying about! Thinking of this, I really hate being sick after eating so much ice cream! Fortunately, everything is fine. It's much better and more relaxed after intravenous drip. Now you can go home.

When I got home and saw a table full of delicious food, I asked my mother if she had any guests today. Mom said no one came today, and today's party is to welcome you home. My eyes are moist, but I am glad to finish this meal with my family. After dinner, my mother cut the fruit, and we watched TV while eating the fruit. The family is very happy together.

This is my home, a warm home, a loving home.

My home _ composition 500 words 8 I have a warm home. My home is sunny and the air is fresh, so my mother keeps a lot of flowers. This happy home is the cradle of my growth, which makes my saplings grow happily. Let me introduce my warm home!

I have a small, lovely and kind mother. Since I was born, she quit her previous job and devoted herself to taking care of my father and me at home, keeping the house tidy. Besides, my mother is a good cook. My father and I love my mother very much.

I have a father who takes care of his family very much. I like my father very much, because he will buy me many things I like. Dad is very hard and busy every day, as if he has endless things to do. Dad said that because he is a man, he should support this family no matter how hard he works. Dad often teaches me to study and plays with me besides working every day. Every time I have homework that I can't do, he will explain it to me seriously. Although my father is not like a superman like other people's fathers, my father is the greatest person in my heart!

Haha, I almost forgot me after talking so much. I am also a member of the family! My nickname is "Xiao Gongju". Everyone should know me, right? I am that naughty and lovely little girl. At school, there is no joy at home, and it is very quiet. Only my mother does this and that at home. When I come home from school, the family is full of excitement, and there are often deafening laughter. Do you know me better now? I am a little girl, Wang Zihan. I like studying, reading and writing.

Having introduced so much, do you all know my harmonious family? This is the cradle of my growth. What do you think of this family? I already like this warm home, because my mother is gentle, my father cares about my family, my baby is lovely, and my home is full of sunshine, so my home is very warm.

My Home _ Composition 500 words 9 Crying, the sound of broken glass and scuffling are intertwined to form a sad movement.

This is perhaps the last thing I want to remember: I was five or six years old that year, my sister was working outside, and my parents quarreled over one thing, which triggered a war. The two of them wrestled together, and I stood by and watched them cry. Later, I went to see my grandfather in tears. When they came back, they were finished. Mom and dad stood on a kang, and grandpa taught them a lesson at the door. I don't remember what happened afterwards. Later, their relationship also intensified, and they often fought and quarreled. Once, my sister came home and they fought. That night, my mother cried and said to me and my sister, "If it weren't for you two, I would have left long ago." That night, I stayed up all night.

Later, their relationship also spent several years in quarrels. In 20xx, they were going to divorce because of a quarrel, but I stopped them. Then they didn't say anything.

During the years when I was born, I witnessed them quarreling many times. Sometimes I wonder why I was born in such a family, why other students' parents are so harmonious, and whether I should let them divorce. But my selfishness makes me have no courage to face the result. Sometimes I also want to ask my parents: Is it painful for me to be born in rainy days? If that's why I shouldn't have been born in the first place.

I really want to say to them: have you really thought about me? Did you really love me? If there is, even if it is only once, it is only for me to calm your anger, don't quarrel in front of me, and really talk calmly, even if it is only once, only once. I really don't expect too much, just want to have a harmonious home. That's really all. Guess how much pain your disharmony has brought to your children? Guess what? After every quarrel, your little daughter will cry quietly alone.

I really love you, Mom and Dad. Really love this family.

My home _ composition 500 words 10 home is synonymous with warmth. At home, I have many "companions" and "confidants". Back home, back to your own little world, you can enjoy your freedom. My home is my happy harbor.

My parents and I formed a warm little family. My father is a certified public accountant, my mother is a people's teacher, and I am a fifth-grade pupil. We three are a happy family.

Dad works in Hangzhou. He works very hard and busy. He can't come back until every weekend. My mother will take care of me. In this way, I spend most of my time with my mother.

There are some special members in my family, you don't know, do you? Then let me introduce these special members! They are just a group of cute little goldfish. They all look beautiful, wearing red hats and golden armor, with a big tail behind them. Some are wearing mysterious black dresses, and some are wearing gorgeous big dance skirts, just like beautiful princesses, swimming around in the water, which is very beautiful. These "partners" have brought me a lot of happiness.

I still have my own "small world" I do my homework, play the piano and write calligraphy there. Sometimes I don't let others in, close the door and read quietly. Mom says I look like a nerd. Yes, I like reading very much. My books are varied, including literary masterpieces, popular science knowledge, fairy tales and various cartoons. They are my bosom friends. I like Laughing Cat Diary, Anne of Green Gables and Stupid Cat best. Whenever I am free, I will run into my cabin and read. Books bring me a lot of happiness. I love them so much.

This is my home, a warm harbor. I have my dear parents, my lovely little goldfish as my companion, and many books as my confidants. I like my home, I love my home!

My home _ composition 500 words 1 1 home is a warm and happy harbor; Home is a place to escape the wind and waves. My family is not as luxurious as the rich; I don't live in a humble thatched cottage, but my family always sits happily together, which makes me feel very happy.

Dad is the "pillar" of the family. He works in the Agricultural Bank of China and goes to work early every day. The first thing he does when he comes home at night is to prepare for cooking. Don't say that dad can really be called a "chef". Standing in the corridor, you can smell delicious food. Sometimes, he will be a "chef" for a while and ask relatives and friends to go home for a delicious "Coke Chicken". Dad also has a hobby, that is, he likes singing. Whenever you cook, you can hear him humming when you are free. As long as there is a singing contest at work, he will definitely take part. Dad not only loves singing, but also has a biggest hobby-watching TV. As long as he has time, he will definitely stare at TV and watch his favorite programs.

The "number one" mother is very powerful. At home, she is an open company commander, and everyone has to listen to her command. But sometimes, she also gives herself a "holiday". The best relaxation tools are: watching Korean dramas and playing computer games. Sometimes, once she is happy, she even refuses to sleep at eleven or twelve in the evening. Mom is still an expert at checkers, and my father and I can't beat the enemy together. It's amazing!

As a "pistachio", I laugh all day, and sometimes a little thing can make me laugh.

I remember one time, it was a weekend, and my family was sitting at home watching TV. At first they enjoyed it, but later they became more and more bored, so I took out my magic weapon-checkers. In this way, a battle for the checkers king began. As the saying goes, the devil climbs a foot. Although I tried my best, I was still invincible, and I was finally eliminated. The game has entered a white-hot stage, and the duel between the two is about to begin. After ten minutes, fifteen minutes and half an hour, the chess game was finally finished. Unexpectedly, the head of the family was defeated, and the "number one" mother finally won the title of checkers king.

Home is a warm and happy harbor, and home is a safe exit to avoid big winds and waves. This is my family full of laughter.

My home _ composition 500 words 12 Home is the only place that can give you warmth when you are lonely. It is an eternal haven, and because of this, my home has given me endless strength and confidence.

Tick-tock, tick-tock, the clock in the living room rings tirelessly, which is the only sound in silence and darkness. I dragged my body to the bathroom step by step in an instant, and I was reflected in the mirror opposite. One second, two seconds. I suddenly realized that I was in a daze and almost fell asleep. Shake your head and walk out of the bathroom. Suddenly I feel that the living room has changed. Careful observation reveals that the light in the study is on. Looked at the clock, it was already 12: 30. Who is there?

Because of curiosity, just sleepy flew to the outside of the cloud nine, gently pushed open the door and saw my father holding a red pen, wondering what he was writing. All I know is that the study is quiet, only the sound of pencils rustling on the paper. Maybe it's work. When I think so, I think my father works too hard and stays up late.

I quietly closed the door, slipped into the room and went to sleep. At night, I vaguely felt a pair of thin hands gently reaching into the quilt and covering it for me. I know, that's mom's hand. Only my mother's hands are so thin and cold. But now I feel countless warmth. No one noticed, and I shed a tear in the corner of my eye.

The next morning, I found a piece of paper on my desk, which was full of notes and explanations on topics I couldn't do. I suddenly understood what my father did in the study last night, and I got the result without saying a word. As a result, it was my father's sleepless night!

I feel that the dense words have turned into a warm current and stayed in my heart. Makes me extremely warm. In the evening, my mother tucked me in and my father asked me to explain this topic. These little moves make my heart warm and moved.

The cold wind is still blowing at night, but the room is warm. A series of warm currents flow through my heart, which will be warm even in cold weather.

My home _ composition 500 words 13 There are three people in my family, mom and dad, plus an "elf"-me. We all have our own hobbies, don't you believe it? Then I'll tell you.

Let's start with my dad. He is a real "exerciser". He punches a set of military fists after getting up every morning, and walks to work after sending me to school. You must think it's nothing, but you are wrong. He must walk for a whole hour. After dinner in the evening, he was restless again, and he had to go outside for a few laps before he was comfortable. Sometimes he will take me with him, which is really tiring!

My mother is a handicraft fan, so don't laugh or wonder-what is a "handicraft fan"? That is, whenever she has time, she will make some small handicrafts, such as dolls made of colored yarn and colorful bouquets, and there are many of her works at home. If someone asks how to do it, she will talk happily for a long time and send some flowers. God, I can't stand her! During this time, she became addicted to making handmade soap again. Dad said that all her cooking tastes like soap, so let's make do with it for mom's benefit.

As for me, I am a little book fan. I pester my parents to the bookstore every weekend. I like reading all kinds of books, adventures, science fiction, myths and intellectual development. I broadened my knowledge by reading. My favorite is Harry Potter. After reading the story in the book, I really want to have magic, so I can fly anywhere freely. That's great.

My home is that simple. Everyone has his own hobbies. Welcome to my home.

My home _ composition 500 words 14 A pen of life, dipped in the ink of love, constitutes my home.

In the early morning, the sunshine confiscated the silence of the night, there were birds singing in the street, the "drip" sound of cars and the shouts of breakfast sellers ... My family was no exception. Dad is responsible for cooking, and the rice cooker is responsible for heating rice. When the meal is hot, it will make a sizzling sound, as if to remind dad: "The meal is ready, the meal is ready, or it will burn if you don't turn off the fire." "Hua Hua", ah, sister Shuichi is humming a song, bathing the vegetable sisters. Didi Didi's father's toast is ready, and Mr. Microwave said happily to his father ... these messy sounds make up a happy symphony.

Go out of the kitchen and turn right, and you will see a huge piano crowded in that small room, always waiting for the master to play a song. Piano black and white keys, dancing under my fingers every day. I have been practicing one of Bach's works recently. Whenever I don't want to play, I think of a photo my mother showed me before. When a little girl didn't want to play Bach's music, Bach made a face at the little girl, as if to say, haha, my music is very difficult. See, you gave up. I will continue to practice hard. Sometimes my mother will say to me, "If you play wrong, Bach will definitely jump out of the grave with anger." He would say, did I write this? Who has the wrong number? " ? After hearing this, my depressed mood suddenly drifted to the outside of the cloud nine and began to practice seriously again. Sweet piano music and mother's nagging from time to time constitute a maternal symphony.

This is my comfortable little home, which is not only comfortable, but also contains deep love. I love my home.

My home _ composition 500 words 15 My hometown is an unremarkable small village, with neither the traffic and high-rise buildings in the city nor the hustle and bustle of downtown. However, here, it has its own unique scenery.

In front of the village is an endless field. The vast field is like a huge green carpet. Several farmers' uncles are bending over to pull weeds. In the distance, there are several white goats grazing leisurely in the field, and several cows are swinging their tails and looking up from time to time.

In the village, there is a small vegetable garden in front of every household. There are red tomatoes, golden pumpkins and green cucumbers on their shelves, which look colorful. Pick a tomato from the melon rack, ice it in the well water that has just been drilled, take a bite, and a sour and sweet taste will spread in your mouth. Don't mention how cool it is!

Next to the vegetable garden, every household will plant several pots of flowers. They are open in seasonal order, including winter jasmine, peony, impatiens, dahlia and wintersweet. Farmers' flowers are not so particular, but simple and somewhat gorgeous.

There is a crystal clear river behind the village, which is a paradise for children. Children are like a group of happy fish, drilling up and down in the river, some floating up and down, some breaststroke, and worst of all, dog planing. A child has the highest ability. He jumped into the water from the shore like a duck. After a while, he swam from the other side, poked his head out, smiled and shook his head. Ducks in the river swam back and forth in the water, as if a commander were looking for his territory. Even if he meets children occasionally, they still "go their own way".