Look at the name of the composition. Where is my home?

1. Where is my home? 400 words: Where is my home?

2011-1-10 Author: primary seven words: 386 readings: 42694

A bird flew around sadly, but never found its home-the forest. It flew and flew, and finally found a small forest and settled down there, but before long, someone came to cut down trees and sell them. The bird's home is missing.

The bird is very sad. At this time, its companion came. The bird said to them, "I am a friend." Our home is gone. Where shall we settle down? " Without home, we will be beaten by wind and rain and freeze to death. How I wish humans could give us birds a home, we are still alive! ' yes! However, human beings have destroyed our homes for money, and people have lived in comfortable houses, but we have to suffer from wind and rain. How cruel people are! We also need a home, even if it is not as good as a human home. Now I want people to give us a home-the forest! Said the bird's companion.

Alas, they are so poor! We humans have a home now and will lose it in the future. Why? If we humans cut down all the trees, floods and mudslides will rush to our homes. In the end, we will not only lose our homes, but also have no life. If we protect the forest, our home will be an endless green home. How nice it would be!

So our home will be beautiful! Everything will be all right!

Where is my home? Where is my home?

Some cartoons are funny, some are scary and some are thought-provoking. I read a cartoon today, and my thoughts fluctuated and I sighed.

Cartoon: Spring has come and the swallows have returned from the south. Seeing that the original green forest has become a "chimney forest" in the city, the swallow sent out a series of questions: "Where should my home be located?" Will swallows live in the chimney forest? No. So, why do swallows have nowhere to live? Why can't you settle down? Why did the former forest become a "chimney forest"? These questions should be asked to those stupid humans!

They destroyed the swallow's home! They let the swallows have nowhere to go! They built chimneys and polluted the original blue sky! Stupid humans, you know? If we destroy the forest like this again, we will have nowhere to go!

Deforestation will make birds homeless and the global temperature will rise. According to statistics, the average temperature this year is 0.6 degrees Celsius. Every time a forest is lost, the average temperature will rise by 0.00 1℃. In less than 2035, the annual average temperature will reach 2℃. At that time, the iceberg will crack, the water level will rise and the volcano will erupt. Coastal cities will be flooded, the earth will crack and Mount Everest will disappear. The real 20 12 is coming! We will die with the earth, and we will have nowhere to go!

Without the blue sky, the eagle will not soar; Without forests, birds have nowhere to live; Without green space, horses will stop running ... without the earth, we will cease to exist. Humans, please protect our mother earth!

3. Composition Where is my home, when, what is it like, and what is my home like?

After a few days of minor renovation, my home has changed. do you want to see it ? My home is more interesting now, because it is colorful.

Look at the most conspicuous living room first! In order not to dazzle the guests, dad painted it milky white. It is warm and elegant enough to make you feel a happy home when you first arrive, and make you feel so gentle, so comfortable and so cozy. Hey, don't fall asleep! Look at my study again. When you walk in, you will feel the book fragrance. A famous calligraphy and painting came into view. On the right is a big bookshelf full of books, and the desk next to it is of course mine. Why does it feel so harmonious? Oh, it's the color on the wall. At my strong request, my father painted it brown, which matched the color of the desk and made people intoxicated. Look at my house again! Walking in feels like entering a fairyland, all of which are pale pink, and a lot of plush toys wave to you in front of you, dazzling you. You must be hungry after watching it for so long! Then come and see the kitchen with me! The kitchen and dining room are integrated, and the walls are painted light green, which makes people feel like walking into a big forest. Suddenly relaxed, pleasing to the eye, big appetite. How's it going? Do you like this home?

It is because of color that life is colorful and interesting. I love my home!

Write a composition with a different name. My hometown is a small town with beautiful scenery and trees.

In spring, the branches are green, the grass opens its eyes lazily, and the flowers are in full bloom, red, blue, yellow and purple. Flowers exude intoxicating fragrance, attracting a large group of butterflies, who are dancing in the air. What a beautiful scenery!

Summer is coming, the leaves are greener, and I go fishing in the river. That tree is like some soldiers. Flowers are more fragrant and attractive. The lotus is also in bloom. Lotus leaves are green, and lotus flowers are pale pink. How beautiful! We children like to pick lotus roots from the lotus pond to eat. Fish swam about in droves in the water. As soon as we caught them, they were alive and kicking. It's pathetic to see them begging!

In autumn, geese fly south and then form a zigzag pattern. The sky is blue and blue, and the sky is golden. The wheat is yellow and the leaves are yellow. One by one, they left mother tree's arms and "traveled" alone. Farmers' uncles are busy this season, because the wheat cultivated by their hard sweat is ripe and they are all busy cutting wheat.

Winter comes, snowflakes fall from the sky to the ground, and the whole world is white. Snowflakes are gorgeous and white, and when they are held in your hand, they melt into crystal beads.

My hometown is really beautiful, I love my hometown!

My hometown

I love my hometown full of laughter.

In spring, Sister Liu took off her white wedding dress and put on a green one. Naughty little grass brother leaned out his little head, and little flower sister showed her white cheeks. The farmer's uncle worked hard and planted seeds in the fields. Our children are playing on the lawn. Birds seem to be attracted and sing loudly, leaving a beautiful echo in that beautiful country.

In summer, the stream is swift. We children are playing by the river. Adults are chatting in the shade of trees. Cicada is calling, as if to say, "It's so hot!" "Birds fly freely and happily in the sky. They left beautiful memories in that beautiful field.

In autumn, maple sister red leaves fall, as if welcoming a bumper harvest year. Xiaohua will say goodbye to her brothers and sisters. The farmer's uncle is harvesting his labor in the field of hope. We are helping the farmer's uncle to work. Birds are bidding farewell to everything here in droves, leaving beautiful farewell sounds in the fields full of laughter.

In winter, it snowed heavily. We played happily on the path. All the plants gave in, but the holly stood proudly in the snow. Most animals hibernate. In this quiet winter, Sister Dong's footprints were left.

5. Look at the pictures and write in the first grade. There are five people in my family: grandpa, grandma, dad, mom and me.

Grandparents are TV fans, and they sit on the sofa and watch prime-time TV dramas every night. Look! Grandpa has a pipe in his hand and doesn't blink when watching TV. Grandma clapped her hands excitedly and stretched out her neck. They watch TV attentively, laugh when they are happy, and cry when they are sad.

Every time after dinner, my father always reads the newspaper attentively and often reads interesting news to us. Although we don't read this small newspaper, it enriches our family's knowledge.

Where's mom? It's hard. Cooking, cooking and washing dishes every day, but she says nothing is tiring. At the moment, my mother is washing dishes in the kitchen, and the sound of running water from the tap seems to be singing a cheerful song to eliminate my mother's fatigue.

In the study, I concentrate on finishing my homework under the light. After reviewing my lessons, I will also practice calligraphy and read extracurricular books.

This is my happy and warm family!

Where is my home? 2000 words for help. Where is my home? What a familiar word "home" is! But it's too far away for me

I am a fish diving in deep water. I have a good past and a sad present. I don't want to imagine what will happen tomorrow, because I am a fish dying of thirst. When you hear this sentence, you must be puzzled: why is it the fish that will die of thirst? In fact, I am the most confused about everything today. Let me express my pain slowly.

Indeed, there are rivers everywhere, and there is water everywhere, but how many rivers can accommodate me? Now the water can no longer be called water, but sewage. This river should have been shattered by the self-proclaimed ruthless destruction of the earth, and pollution has made this river vulnerable.

Whether it is industrial wastewater, agricultural sewage or domestic water ... as long as it can be discharged, it will be unscrupulously discharged into the original clean water. Water is like a helpless lamb, without any resistance, it can only bear silently, watching the whole family fall into a bottomless abyss, polluted and in dire straits.

The next victim is the tiny me. I am in the same boat as this river. We are all at the end of the world, and we are all helpless. The river is so polluted that I may be homeless everywhere. I have no place to live. I have almost been forgotten by the world.

Before that, I was a happy fish. My companions and I live in clear water and swim freely.

I also have a happy family. I have many brothers and sisters and we live happily together. But everything may be arranged by God, and the end of happiness is a painful torture.

What is gained is doomed to be lost. God always gives me some candy first, and then some pain.

When I wake up from my dream, it will be the end of all happiness. If I knew these things would happen, I would rather not wake up, even if I went to sleep forever, because I was afraid that things had changed the moment I opened my eyes. But I didn't expect what would happen in the next second. The reality is cruel.

Overnight, friends are gone, and happiness is gone. Watching my companions leave me quietly one by one, I feel extremely sad and even heartbroken. I don't want to live in this "hell on earth".

Once upon a time, I played with my companions; Once upon a time, my family and I lived happily; Once upon a time, I ... but now things have changed, and I am struggling in pain. Who can hear me? Is it a person? I don't know. In the dead of night, I carried my tired body and died with a sigh: "where is my home?" .

7. Where should my home be? My ideal is to be a cartoonist and draw thousands of beautiful cartoons of Qian Qian.

A few years ago, my mother took me to the bookstore to buy books. I stumbled across a beautiful comic book. Every character and every painting in it is so beautiful and charming ... I am intoxicated in comic books and think: if only I could draw such beautiful characters one day! Then, the idea of becoming a cartoonist when I grow up gradually sprouted in my heart.

When I was a child, I loved one painting after another. My mother especially likes my painting, because she thinks I am very quiet when I paint, so she especially supports my painting. Especially when there are guests at home, I always make trouble. My mother will wave her hand and say, "Draw." I immediately went back to my room and sat down. I painted for two hours.

But when I grow up, I set it as my ideal. Among the complicated types of art majors, I chose comics. I like comics because they are full of fantasy and fun, and they show us different worlds. The hero of every work is flesh and blood, and we cry and laugh with them.

However, being a cartoonist is not easy. I must have enough perseverance. In order to exercise my perseverance, I will dig out my comic book and start drawing whenever I have time. First the face, then the hairstyle, then the expression ... finally, the first painting was born in my hand. Then it's time to start revising my painting. I concentrate on the characters in the painting. Every time I find a deficiency, I will start to modify it according to the comics. After my revision, the characters in the painting gradually became beautiful. Although this is not a great achievement, it is a good achievement for my first time drawing cartoon characters.

Looking at my carefully revised pictures on my desk, I can't help dreaming: I am a cartoonist, and I am sitting at my desk, absorbed in drawing one wonderful picture after another. Finally, I sent them to a publishing house and made beautiful comic books ... Thinking of this, I couldn't help laughing: "Haha, I really hope this day will come soon!" " "

If I can't catch the spring water, I can't finish my study. As long as I work hard to break through the difficulties for my own ideals, there must be.

8. Xiao Ming looks at pictures at home and writes how to write them. One day in the summer vacation, Xiaoming was painting at home, and both his parents went out. Suddenly, Xiaoming heard a knock at the door. He went to the door and asked, "Who is it?" People outside said, "I am a friend of your father. Please open the door. " Xiao Ming moved a stool, stepped on it and looked out on the cat's eye. He found a stranger at the door. He thought nervously, "What should I do?"

He thought for a moment, then asked a series of questions: "What's your name? Where do you work? What is my father's name? Do you know my mother? Are you my father's colleague? Do you know my father's telephone number? I'm going to make a phone call and ask my father. He will be back soon. Please wait a moment. " Hardly had he finished when he heard a burst of footsteps. Xiao Ming looked through the cat's eye and the people outside disappeared.

Xiaoming's parents went home, and Xiaoming told them about it. His parents praised him and said, "You are a clever boy!" " "

9. How did my name come from the fourth grade of primary school? Write a composition. Do you know who I am? I am the famous Liang Hanzi. Although I can't find my name in celebrity biographies, I can definitely find my name in the roster of my class. Hee hee, there are some interesting stories about my name!

Since the day I was born, my whole family has been busy naming me. Some people looked it up in the dictionary, some people looked it up in the computer ... and gave me many names. There are: Liang Yan, Eliza, Chen Liang, Liang Shuang ... After discussion, these names were all rejected. Finally, grandpa asked the fortune teller to give me a name. The fortune teller calculated carefully and registered the name "Liang Hanzi" in my household registration book.

This is my understanding of my name. "Liang" is my surname, and the whole family also hopes that I will become a pillar of the motherland when I grow up; Han, my mother wants me to be a knowledgeable and cultured person when I grow up. "Zi" and "Zhengzitong" said: "Zi, the length of a hundred trees is the king of wood." In ancient times, people regarded Catalpa bungeana as a noble tree and often planted it next to the house with mulberry trees. So "catalpa" also means "hometown". "Zi" pinned all the family's expectations on me, hoping that I would become a useful person to society when I grow up. Wherever I go, I will never forget my hometown and my parents.

"Liang Hanzi", a name with special meaning, has been called by people around. However, the word "catalpa" is relatively uncommon and always called wrong. Once, I made a joke! When I first went to dance class, Mr. Fu Xiao kept shouting, "Liang Hanxin!" ",the beam was silent, no one promised. My second monk was puzzled and thought, whose name is only one word short of mine? The teacher was very angry and said loudly, "Has Liang come yet? ! "I suddenly woke up, may be calling me! I quickly agreed in a low voice: "Well-"The teacher gave me a hard look and said discontentedly: "Why don't you agree after shouting several times?" I looked down, afraid to answer. In this way, in the dance class, my name became-Liang. It was not until later that my mother discovered this change and quietly told Fu Xiao that my name had been restored.

Haha, do you remember my name? Is my name nice?