Home is the harbor of life, home is the warm habitat, and home is the starting line of dreams. Please write an article on the topic of home.

I love my family

Family is like a topic that can never be finished, trickling down in the pens of many literati.

I remember writing essays about home many times when I was in school. Home is where my lovesickness and emotions are entrusted; home is the birthplace of each of us; home is a piece of fertile land, the foundation for our growth. During the days at home, I regard the day and night as the destination of my soul. , during the days at home, my vision is constantly updated.

Family did not teach me how to be wise, but taught me how to love. Love is a spiritual thing that protects the home. Only when we have this kind of spiritual thing can we feel what home brings. Our warmth. Whenever I think of home, the sadness caused by the depressed enthusiasm is quietly diluted, and I can even return to a brand new self. This is all due to the role of the concept of home in my mind. The composition of every home may be a gift from God. Before people can use knowledge and wisdom to explain its reasons, I have to admit the existence of God in the world.

Home is a warm word for all of us. And since the word "home" came into being, there has been a corresponding wandering. The end of the wandering is to find the paradise of one's soul - go home.

Qu Yuan, who suffered from Li Sao, thought most about his home - Yingdu during his exile. Therefore, no matter how much suffering there is, he can wear a high crown, a long sword, and chant his "Nine Songs." But once Yingdu was captured and the country was destroyed and the family was destroyed, he knew that there was no more home for him in this world. He went to another, more distant place, which was his home.

No wonder people say, "Everyone who meets by chance is like a guest from a foreign land." Think about how many people have experienced such a moment: "Where is my home in the Qinling Mountains? The snow embraces the blue gate and the horse stops moving forward." No matter how elegant Li Bai is, he will "bow his head and miss his hometown"; no matter how selfless Du Fu is, he also knows that "a letter from home is worth ten thousand pieces of gold." ; An Xin's memory... The literati in the feudal era often wandered in the mountains and under the ancient roads under the setting sun, maybe because of their future, maybe because of the war, or maybe because of other reasons, but when they saw the lights and lights of thousands of families in the city, How can we not recall the beautiful home and feel all kinds of emotions when we see the sporadic fishing lights on the river, or see a few wisps of smoke in the wild mountains of Wushan? "Where is Xiangguan in the evening? The Yanbo River makes people sad"!

Even in peaceful and peaceful times, the attachment to home is still so strong. "My family is so beautiful, happy, peaceful and healthy, my brothers and sisters are all harmonious...". "Beijingers in New York" tells the story of overseas Chinese's view of home, which is a family happily reunited in a courtyard. Huang Lei's home in "Lost in Time" has the unique charm of the Jiangnan water town and the flavor of Grandpa Qi's books.

We at this age have a more different view of home: we want to have a house of our own, decorate it ourselves, and live our own life; who can walk far away with me in the clouds and live close to the sun, who can hide the Don't listen to the hustle and bustle of the world, and want a clean and free life. This is how rebellious children think, but this is not what good children think. They want to live with their parents and put their previous home and future home together.

Home is not just a house, it is a haven for wanderers and a stop for the soul. In short, it is also a way of life that truly belongs to me, my relatives, my home. .

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"I want to have a home, a place that doesn't need to be big. When I am injured, I will always think of it..."

This well-known song has sung the voices of many people, brought out the tears of many people, and sung the joys and sorrows of so many people.

What is home? Bi Shumin once said: "Home is a kite shaft that allows you to fly high and is pulled by a string."

In fact, home is a house with people, love and tenderness. A home without love will feel desolate no matter how luxurious it is; a home full of love will feel warm no matter how small it is. Home carries the dreams of everyone in the family, walking together in wind and rain. Everyone’s home is a roof made of faith, an outer wall made of strength, and a furniture made of love.

“Before departure, I am afraid that I will return later.” Home is a thread of concern woven by the mother; “The war continues for three months, and letters from home are worth thousands of dollars.” Home is an undying thing in the flames of war. The expectation, "When the wind changes, when the snow changes, the dreams of hometown will not come true, and there is no such sound in the hometown." Home is the inner watch of loved ones.

There is no bright fire burning in the fireplace at home, but there are hot and sincere hearts, clinging to each other and letting the warmth pass on. You can act coquettishly only at home - no matter you are 15 years old, 25 years old or 50 years old, as long as your family is there, everything is there. Home is the support of our souls. When we are tired, we can stop here. There will always be someone to sweep away the dust and pour you a cup of hot tea. This is home.

Having a family will make you happy. There are always people who understand this truth too late, and there are always people who understand but are unable to do anything. So please look at this home again, no matter how dilapidated it is, please believe that this is where happiness exists.

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