A poetic home is the home of the heart
Home"This warm word contains how many people's yearning and love for it. In the vastness of the world and the longness of life, it is small but warm as ever. Well, what is"Home"This?
Home, the steaming kitchen, is the place where the whole family can be reunited. The delicacy of home is not only a hearty dish, but also a deep affection between family members. The aroma of wine, fish, crab, and shrimp are all the flavors of home.
After the meal, the family sat together, and the sounds of laughter and chatting were intertwined, warm and beautiful. Such a home is enough to make us intoxicated. The home doesn't need to be too big, and it doesn't need to be too luxurious, as long as the family is safe, the years are quiet.
The low thatched eaves, the clear stream, and the green grass are all symbols of home. At home, the elderly can chat leisurely, and the children can run and play in the fields.
Such a home is full of harmony and happiness. Home is a haven in everyone's heart and a place where everyone longs to belong. No matter where you go, home is always the warmest corner of your heart.
1.Home is the eternal waiting of the heart. As the years go by, the gray hair is gray, and home will always be our warmest haven. The wanderer returns thousands of miles, and the warmth of home is as good as the first time I saw it.
Home is our deepest concern and warmest home. 2.Home is an endless longing. Whether it is spring, summer, autumn or winter, no matter where you are, there is always a longing for home in your heart.
Home is our roots, our everything. Missing home means missing the people and things we love the most. 3.Home is the joy of reunion. No matter how long you have been away from home, the moment you come home is always a joy.
Home is our warmest harbor and the most comfortable world. Reunion is to return home and share the joy of family with your loved ones. 4.Home is a mother's advice.
Mother's advice is our guidance and comfort. Home is the mother's embrace and the mother's warmth. To listen to your mother's advice is to feel the warmth and care of home.
5.Home is a ray of sunlight that melts snow and ice. The warmth of home can illuminate our way forward. No matter when and where, home is our most solid backing and the warmest haven.
Home is the sunshine in our hearts, which can melt the ice and snow in our hearts.
Home is built together, full of love and bits and pieces of life. Married as husband and wife, the love is as deep as the sea. - Su Wu's "Farewell Wife" The happy home is like a glass of old wine, made with love as the raw material and brewed with heart.
Men and women rub silk, the aroma of wine is overflowing, and the family laughs and laughs in Nanchi. ——Li Ying's "Nanchi" home is the unchanged native sound. Left when I was a child, and returned in old age, the country accent is still the same, and the gray hair is pale.
The children didn't recognize me and asked me with a smile if I came from. ——He Zhizhang's "Returning to the Hometown Puppet Book Two Songs: Part I" home is the eternal harbor in the wanderer's heart. The fishing lamp is dim, the guest dreams back, and the sound of tears enters the heart.
The lonely boat has five watches, and the home is thousands of miles, so that the departed people can't help but cry like rain. ——Ma Zhiyuan's "Shouyang Song, Xiaoxiang Night Rain" home, let you find your true self in laughter and tears. The parents went out to greet Guo, the elder sister dressed up, and the younger brother sharpened his knife to prepare dinner.
"Mulan Ci" is an eternal ballad. The jade flute is gently played in the spring breeze and disperses into every corner of Luoyang City. This night, the willows are folded in the song, and no one can afford the old garden.
Li Bai's home in "Listening to the Flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night" is the long kite line. Tired horses think about returning to the nest, and birds think about returning to the forest. ——Meng Jiao's "Yalu Creek Xing Cheng Lu Zhongcheng" No matter how big or small, rich or poor, whether it is in a bamboo fence hut or a high-rise house, every place has a home.
Home is the epitome of life, and it is also an altar to test a person's sense of responsibility.