How to write an essay about a new home in a dream

1. Composition: My Dream Home

Home can be your own home, your class, school, or our country or the world. Of course, writing about this world will make your article grand, but a bit empty. The best way is to describe a utopian society, where everything is harmonious, between people, and between people and the environment. There is no pollution, no war, and no disturbance. Or, just write about your little family and tell your true feelings. A harmonious family with mutual respect, mutual understanding, and mutual care can move people with affection. You can also write that you have moved to an alien planet. It is also possible to use your imagination and write a science fiction sketch. In short, don’t forget that you are writing about “home” and you should mention it at the beginning and end of the article. "Dream" is also a key word, it must not exist now, and it must be ideal, better than now. Pay attention, it is good, beautiful, true, and kind. There are a lot of things to write about, feel free to use them 2. How to write an essay about moving to a new home

Moving to a new home XXX My hometown is in the countryside, and there are many big houses.

People in our village rent out their spare rooms, and my family is no exception. Every day the house is bustling with activity. How can I concentrate on my homework while watching these people coming and going? I don’t have my own separate living space and sleep in the same room as my parents.

As I grew up, my parents decided to move to a new house so that I could have a separate space. My new house is in Longxing Home.

On the day of moving, I was so excited that I went up to the fifth floor and walked into my new home in one breath. What a beautiful house! The snow-white walls and bright windows set off the mahogany tables and chairs, and the whole room is shiny.

My new house is a duplex. The upstairs is a place for leisure and play, and the downstairs has three bedrooms and one living room. My mother pointed to a room and told me that this was my room.

What a cozy room. The walls are my favorite sky blue. The room has a bed, a desk, a chair, a bookcase and a computer. My piano is silent. stand aside. I couldn't help but roll on the bed - this is my little world! I was immersed in immense excitement.

(Instructor Liu Shixuan). 3. Composition on the home in my dream

What does the home in my heart look like? Out of curiosity, I have been thinking about this question.

I decided to go out for a walk to find the answer to this question. When we came to the street, what we saw was not as beautiful as people imagined.

The air is not fresh, and sometimes there is exhaust from cars, and black smoke is billowing from factory chimneys; the population is so large that even commuting to and from get off work has to be stuck in traffic for 1-2 hours; not only is the population large, but even shopping for groceries , street stalls and people selling products also came to join in the fun. The country people selling vegetables came to the vegetable market. They had no place to set up their stalls, so they set up randomly on the street. The place for pedestrians to walk was blocked. The same was true for the street vendors. , and the young guys and girls who sell products go around the streets with the products they want to sell, and force others to buy them even if they don’t want them. It’s really annoying! Nowadays, people's hygiene standards are getting worse and worse. Garbage can be seen everywhere on the street, and they are reluctant to throw it into the trash can. Some people are even more immoral and often throw large or small bags of garbage into the river, making the river stink. sky. "The home in my heart is not like this. I want a beautiful and happy home.

I will..." I said to myself while lying on the bed. If you build me a home in my heart, I will get on a spaceship and leave the earth, go to space, and build a city on Mercury or Mars. You may ask me why not build it on the earth? Let me tell you, because it costs millions to buy land on earth, and if you run out of money, you won’t be able to build a house or anything like that, so no one will charge you for building a house in space. I saved a lot of money, which can be used to build some parks and large buildings.

Why do I want to build this city here? Do you want to know? Let me tell you, because this space is not like the earth. The air is very good. It is between Mercury and Mars. You can visit these two planets. I will install two cable cars on both sides of the city. It will be much more convenient to go to Mercury and Mars. Don’t think that Mercury and Mars are not fun. I will build some entertainment venues on Mercury and Mars. If those aliens do not agree, I will go to "Baidu" to look up some alien languages. , learn what I want to say, and then ask them clearly until they agree. In this way, you can see aliens and hear alien languages. Isn’t it very interesting! I will also build many buildings in the city, but they don’t necessarily have to be full; the population must also be reduced, and a population of 200 is enough. I don’t want to hear the voices of too many people; cars must also be reduced, otherwise It pollutes the environment too much. The cars in my city do not use oil and are all charged by solar energy, so as not to pollute the space. I want everyone to ride bicycles, which is environmentally friendly and convenient. I will also let small stalls selling food and vegetables gather together in a big market. It must be very noisy in the market. I will install sound-absorbing glass in nearby buildings. In this way, the original noise of 40 decibels becomes 20 decibels, which reduces the problem of noise; the tap water and tap water used in every household are not as good as the earth. I will go to Mercury to buy a batch of tap water, put it in the reservoir, and go to Mars to buy a batch. It is only useful to put the fire in the reservoir and use nature's fire. Our factory does not use any additives, pigments and unhygienic products. I only want safe food for everyone, and there will be no unsafe food in the factory. Sanitary smoke; now the only two biggest problems have emerged. One is: to solve people’s habit of littering, I will put an environmentally friendly trash can every 10 meters on the street. If so, there will still be people who don’t throw it in the trash can. If so, I would invent a robot and ask it to catch people who fail to throw garbage into the bucket for inspection and punish them for a few days of cleaning.

The second question is: let those young men and women who are unemployed find a job. I will build a recruitment company, let them go for interviews, and assign jobs according to their resumes, family conditions and diplomas, so that they can find their own suitable and own jobs, so that they can have a happy and fulfilled family.

In addition to these, I will also build various entertainment venues such as kindergartens, elementary schools, middle schools, and universities. I believe that in the future world, the home in our hearts will be very prosperous and our dreams will come true. Let us build this beautiful home. 4. A 550-word essay about the new home

The new home

Zhao Xiaozhou was very happy today because his mother came to pick him up.

Four years ago, his mother left him and went to a distant city. Before leaving, he said to Xiaozhou: "Xiaozhou, mom is going to the city. You have to listen to grandma and don't be naughty. In two years, mom will come to pick you up and take you to the city. At that time, you will Wear beautiful clothes and carry a brand-new schoolbag to go to school. Mom will also take you to see pandas and ride the Ferris wheel. "

Mom is out and will not come back for two years. Xiaozhou was so sad that he even threw away his favorite popcorn. I was so sad that I didn’t go out for three days.

As the days passed, Xiaozhou sat at the door of his house, hoping and hoping. I have been waiting for two years, and finally the day has come.

Sitting in the car, I remembered my grandma’s eyes full of tears before she left, and her rickety back that seemed to be crumbling in the wind. Xiaozhou has no regrets. He wants to see his mother and is going crazy. Xiaozhou was very happy when he thought about seeing his mother. He almost wanted to jump up to celebrate, but he still didn't. Grandma said that children in the city are smart and sensible, and those who jump up with joy are wild children. Go with your mother. In the city, I am still a city kid, but I can't do that anymore, and I can't embarrass my mother.

When we arrived at the station, Xiaozhou stood in the crowd, staring blankly at the people coming and going. Where is your mother?

"Yangzhou?"

A voice that had sounded countless times in my dreams came to my ears.

"Mom...Mom?" Xiaozhou was unsure. Is this my mother? The hair is curly and a little yellow. Her face is white and rosy, and her clothes are as beautiful as the stars on TV. Is this my mother? Compared with Aunt Zhang from the hair salon in the east of the village, she is countless times more beautiful.

Xiaozhou was very happy and was about to throw himself into his mother's arms, but he saw the little girl next to his mother, who was simply a miniature version of her mother. So, he paused. He followed his mother silently.

"This is Xiaozhou. Oh, my lovely baby Xixi, come and give me a kiss." A man came over.

"Don't prick Xixi with your beard." Xiaozhou suddenly felt sad when he heard his mother's voice that was half complaining and half relieved.

At night, Xiaozhou was lying on the bed. What a big room, what beautiful clothes, what a new schoolbag, it's all his, but he doesn't want it anymore, he just wants his mother who loved him in the past.

The laughter of his new father, mother, and his sister Xixi came to his ears in the living room. Xiaozhou felt aggrieved. He wanted to go home. He missed the white-haired dog named Xiao Huang in the village, his grandmother, and everything in the village...

This new home, Not his home.

Troubles of a new home

Ever since we moved to a new home, we have never felt at ease. Hey, let me tell you slowly:

After moving here, The first worry is cockroaches. Even sleeping at night is not peaceful. What should I do if I am afraid that cockroaches will get into my ears? The constant spraying at home is killing people.

After the cockroach incident, the problem of electricity came again. Our house is on the first floor, which is close to the electric switch of the stairs. Every time I turn on the light at night, it kills me. Do you think it’s annoying or not when the door is shut down? One time when I was publishing an article, the battery suddenly ran out, oh no, it turned off again, which made me stop typing again!

It’s not a good idea to move! 5. Home in Dreams Composition

In my heart, there has always been a paradise: where the grass is green, the atmosphere is blurry, and the fragrance is fresh.

The long blue sky, the still water flowing deep, the light breeze, and the warm sunshine. Behind the colorful flowers are the bright smiles of people... There is a park near the old market.

I remember when I was a child, I always loved going to the park to play. At that time, almost the entire park was surrounded by shade trees and grass.

In the spring, I lay lazily in the sea of ??grass, watching the sun shine through the sparse leaves, scattered and warm on my body, and listening to the breeze blowing through each Looking at people's smiles and smelling the faint fragrance in the air, I feel extremely comfortable. With nothing to do, I grabbed a piece of grass nearby and chatted leisurely with my playmate next to me while weaving grass rings.

It was a huge place filled with people sitting here and there. They chatted happily with their relatives and friends. Perhaps they were exhausted from the week's work, and they could only relax slightly in this paradise that contained the fragrance of earth.

When summer comes, the green shade in the park becomes a good place to enjoy the cool air. When most people were hiding at home and taking a nap peacefully, some old men and women looked at the gap, moved rocking chairs one after another, shook big cattail fans in their hands, and lay on the rocking chairs, squinting their eyes, squinting, and they didn't know it. I started snoring when I woke up, and some of them even talked in their sleep! There are countless singing cicadas living among the lush trees. It is unknown who is the conductor, leading the cicadas to play music neatly and loudly.

It was just daytime. When night fell, more elderly people entered the park. It seemed that they were self-organized. There were many tape recorders around. As the beautiful music played, some old men and their wives came together. , dancing freely among the grass. They were dancing, dancing, and their thoughts may have flown to the good times decades ago... In my childhood memory, this land is probably a replica of heaven.

I didn’t go to my paradise for a long time. When I went there again, it was autumn, but my paradise had changed.

The most obvious change is the change in the land. The large patches of green grass have all disappeared, replaced by flat and neat bricks, where people have built fitness facilities. The tree - at that moment it seemed like most of it was missing.

I heard that the grass is often trampled on, which is a waste of land resources, so the superior department decided to do this. Although this is the result of the park's progress with the times, I still feel an indescribable sadness that I have no intention of going to the newly built sports venue.

The entire park seems to be more than half a stranger. As for the grass connected to the land, I don’t know where it was transported, but I know that no one will care about their whereabouts, including myself at that time.

Now, I am used to everything in the park, and the memory of playing with the grass has been buried in my heart, but it always lingers in my heart. Whenever I think of it, I still feel nostalgic.

I think that at that time man and nature were closest, and man and the earth were the most friendly. It should be said that being able to indulge in a "scenery" is a kind of luck in life, because after all, not many people can have a "scenery" to remember.

Let us always remember the memory of that time, cherish the land, care for our homeland, and be an eternal "land protector" messenger. 6. The small room in my dream (a composition describing the universe)

Our home is a place that is neither big nor small.

Not as big as a mansion, but not as small as a wooden house. In this home, there is a small room of 10 square meters. Everything in this room looks like childhood and looks very young.

This is my room. Our house has three bedrooms and two living rooms. My room is directly opposite my parents’ room.

When I walked into my room, the first thing I saw was my pure blue curtains. Except for the curtains being slightly more beautiful, the other things were ordinary. The first thing you see after entering the room are the curtains.

Next is the desk, which is directly opposite the curtain, and under the curtain is the desk. The desk was relatively new, made of black walnut panels.

But the books on the desk looked very old and were piled up in a mess. Behind the bed is my bed. I won’t introduce the bedding one by one as I write this. Behind the bed is my wardrobe. The clothes in it are hanging quietly. I just change clothes appropriately as the weather changes. Nothing new either.

To the right of this series of things is a wall. That is, these things are against the wall.

To the left of the desk, there is another desk. That's dad's special table.

Every night, when I do my homework, my father works together with me. Sometimes he does work, sometimes he reads books, etc. To the left of this desk is a large bookcase with many books in it! The books are neatly displayed. Every time my father’s friends come, they always praise him and say: “There are so many books, you can open a bookstore!” Half of the books in the bookcase are my father’s, and half are mine. Well placed.

This is my room. After listening to my introduction, you should have a general understanding of it! NO.2 My Room Everyone has a world of their own. My little world is my room. It is a world full of literature and ink.

It faces south and is about 15 square meters. The snow-white walls coupled with the green walls are clean and elegant.

As soon as I entered the door, there was a shelf on the right. On the shelf were rice papers a few feet high for me to practice calligraphy. There is a single bed next to it, with light green pillowcases and neat quilts. At a glance, you can tell that the owner of this room must be a girl who loves to be clean.

There is a writing desk beside the bed. My father bought it for me when I was old enough to enter kindergarten. On the dark red desk, my favorite extracurricular books are neatly stacked.

A small desk lamp with a novel style is placed on the right corner of the desk, which brings convenience to my study and life.

On the left side of the desk lamp are the supplies I use for writing large characters: an inkstone that my father bought on a business trip from Anhui, a pen holder that my mother gave me for my birthday, and a writing brush that my sister bought from Guanqian Street in Suzhou.

A willow script calligraphy hangs on the wall above the desk. The calligraphy is elegant and strong, which is full of praise. The left side of the inscription is my study schedule. It tells me how to seize the time after returning home from school on weekends, cherish time as gold to study and never waste time. "Every inch of time is worth an inch of gold, and an inch of gold cannot buy an inch of time." We should cherish time and everything.

One end of the desk is against the window, and the sunlight shines into the room through the bright window, making my room even more peaceful and comfortable. I love my room, it is a good place for me to live and a good environment for study.

NO.3 My small world is 4 meters long and about 3 meters wide, with a total area of ??12 square meters. In this small world, there is a writing desk, a bed of about 1 to 5 meters, a bookcase, a long wardrobe, and a sofa.

Although this Xiaotian is rich and luxurious and not from a scholarly family, I like it very much. There is a door 1 meter wide on the east side of this house.

When you walk in, the first thing you see is a bed. The bed is covered with light green plaid sheets, a light blue patterned quilt on one side of the bed, and a pink pillow on the other side. , opposite to where the quilt is. This bed lies quietly during the day. Whenever I am tired from studying or fall asleep, I lie quietly on it. It gives me a kind and warm feeling.

On the white wall on the bed, there is a beautiful picture, which depicts the morning scene by the lake. Whenever I get up in the morning and see it, I always think in my heart: Another eleventh day. God, come on! There is a big calendar hanging at the end of the bed, and I look at it every day. Hanging next to the bed is a blue dog-shaped alarm clock, and there is a writing desk in the large space under the window.

There is a silver desk lamp on the desk, and two of my favorite mottos are posted on the corner of the desk - when you waste time, life will abandon you. --Life is a glass of wine, containing all the ups and downs.

Opposite the bed is a pair of sofas. Needless to say, its function is for people to sit, including me of course. Next to the sofa is a beige cabinet that is 1 meter wide and 2 meters long.

This is my little world. Although it is small, it can give me endless fun. NO.4 In the past, my little world was just the place where I could eat and play.

But now, my room is my little world. The layout and design of the small world suit me very well.

First of all, in my small world, although the area is not large, it is only about 20 square meters, and the height is about 2 to 2.5 meters. The ceiling is snow white and carved with beautiful patterns.

There are rose patterns, and some are like floor tiles, and combined with the stones that support the ceiling, it is simply perfect. Because the tiles are also snow-white and engraved with corresponding patterns.

As for the door, there is a towering cabinet on the lower left side of it, which contains the clothes of my brother and I from birth to now. It transports us back to our childhood, like a time machine, whenever we pack our cupboards again.

There is a double bed next to the cabinet. There are sleeping supplies and an alarm clock on the bed, which are neatly arranged when not sleeping. Finally, the core reason why this room is my little world is two desks and a computer placed on the desk.

Now I’m going to tell you why it is a small world. Whenever I can get good grades, I will think of my desk because I think I can get good grades. Whenever I can't get good grades, I will also think of it because I didn't review there.

There is also a computer on the desk. In their free time, every member of the family will come and play with the computer. Because of this, my room will become one of the small halls in the big family. So, I would say my room is my little world.

7. Write an essay introducing the old home and the new home

In the newly renovated house, my mother placed two pots of flowers conspicuously. One pot is a flaming red bougainvillea, and the other is a flower-like flower. Rhododendron in a ball of hydrangeas. Goldlion’s cake and a cute little sheep toy were waiting early. My cousin’s text messages and my brother-in-law’s blessings have previewed the birthday dinner in advance.

But my melancholy and loneliness fill my chest. Looking out the window at the rows of new buildings and listening to the strange footsteps coming from the corridors, I missed the old home where I had lived for 14 years - on my birthday at that time, I had never felt so lonely.

The old home, where I have spent 14 years, is so stubborn and clear in front of my eyes today...

There is no need to tighten the alarm clock in the morning in the old home. The sound of clockwork, the tapping of slippers, the sound of running water, and the reluctant yawn of a child being pushed out of his sleep by his parents are all clocks that wake you up.

Saying good morning to each other, the old home begins a new day. People riding bicycles, driving motorcycles, taking buses, people jogging in a hurry... half of them walked out of the old home.

After the noise of the morning was gone, the old people left behind in each family started to make arrangements again. Cleaning up the house, preparing lunch, and exchanging ideas for birthdays for the children. Grandma from the Zhang family talked about the difficulties at home, Grandpa from the Li family complained about his retirement, and the second uncle, who was taking a break from the shift, also took the time to repair the "singing" bicycle... The leisurely atmosphere bid farewell to the long day.