Everyone has his or her own hometown, and everyone's hometown has beautiful scenery all year round, and my hometown's scenery all year round is no exception. Now, let me take you to see it!
In the spring, my hometown flowers bloom, the faint fragrance of flowers into my nose, willow trees burst out of the buds, the river running side to side singing, the spring girl is playing with the small flowers and grasses, look at how happy they play ah!
In summer, the trees are so green and leafy that the whole village is green. People take a cool ride under the trees and talk about the sky, and many children play with their summer brother in the sea of forests.
In the fall, the cool wind blew, the melons and fruits in the orchard were fragrant, and the cotton in the field was white and flawless ...... Look! There are many golden seas over there. Oh, it turned out to be a piece of rice paddy ah! The whole village is golden, the autumn girl is hiding in a corner to eat the sweet fruit it!
In winter, although it doesn't snow in my hometown, there is fog and frost in the morning, and there are white ice crystals on the leaves! The river pond is still floating a few pieces of ice, and the winter brother is lying comfortably on the ice to sleep it!
The scenery of my hometown throughout the year is really beautiful! The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty. I'm not sure if you like it, but I'm sure you'd like to take the time to go see it.
I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get to your home town.
What are the changes in your hometown writeAccording to the situation in your hometown, write your own, I think the repair of roads in the countryside is a big change, as well as more green trees and better sanitation
What are the activities in your hometown in the "beginning of spring"?"Revolution - hometown, Jiangxi Yiyang, the mountain city as a picture of the world without equal, South screen Wuyi North Huaiyu, all over the article." This is the old generation of proletarian revolutionaries - grandfather Shao Shiping's praise of his hometown - Eagle Sun. My hometown - Jiangxi Yiyang is such a picturesque mountain city, everywhere article place. I love my hometown, it is the mother who nurtured me. It is the cradle of my growth, it records the colorful dreams of my childhood.
Hometown beauty, hometown celebrities. In the ancient times, there is the South Song anti-Jin Dynasty Chancellor Chen Kangbo, patriotic poet Xie Dishan. After the liberation, out of the Shao Shi Ping, Fang Zhi pure, Shu Shengyou three county magistrate, but also emerged from the self-sacrificing martyrs, Ge Xiaowei and a number of outstanding representatives. But the most to say ah, or the great proletarian revolutionary Fang Zhimin, Fang Zhimin "two and a half gun revolution" for the future generations left to patriotic, creative, poverty, dedication, the connotation of the valuable spiritual wealth, but also become a hero in the hearts of the people, the students in the heart of the role model.
Hometown beauty, hometown Yiyang has "rice cake township" reputation, specialties naturally call people mouth-watering. The treasures of the rice sugar, Caoxi rice sugar; tender meat, soup clear flavor of the Eagle's chicken; soft and smooth, long cooking Eagle's rice cakes; and that Guifeng buckle meat, red color, plum overflowing, oil, but not greasy, think about it all called people drooling.
Hometown beauty, hometown by the mountains with water, picturesque. Hometown Yiyang has a world natural heritage, national scenic spots, national AAAA (4A) level tourist area Guifeng. There is the world's largest natural mountain reclining Buddha, and China's largest natural Buddha cave - South Rock Grottoes. The hometown is not only beautiful mountains, the water is not inferior at all. Winding Xinjiang River through the city, the crystal clear Qingshui Lake is also a bright pearl in Yiyang.
The beauty of the hometown is not only the beauty of the mountains, the water is beautiful, people are more beautiful. In front of the administrative center square, a prosperous scene can be seen at any time, all corners do not reflect the noble virtues of the children of Yiyang. Look! The "red scarf" is helping the elderly to cross the street, pedestrians take the initiative to throw garbage into the trash can. Listen! Birds in the branches singing beautiful songs, seems to do good things for the people to applaud. People greet each other in the friendly "Yiyang accent". Smell! The beautiful flowers also emit a light fragrance.
Ah! My beautiful hometown, my beautiful Yiyang. I am proud of you, proud to be born as your people!
Do you like your hometown? Why? Write about it.
Like. Because hometown is not beautiful, but in my heart is the most beautiful. There are many good memories in my hometown. My hometown is my second "parent"
Write about your hometown in English 50 words
My hometown in BoZhou. Sand everywhere there before, very desolate. In the middle of the village there is a *** all river before. Middle Creek has a pond with lotus in full bloom, there are many fish enjoy swimming in. Middle Creek has a pond with lotus in full bloom, there are many fish enjoy swimming in. Planted with almond trees around the village, a tree covered with sweet fruit. Happy people live here
My hometown is very beautiful, write about the scenery of my hometown. How to writeFirst of all, my hometown is a beautiful and rich place. The scenery there is beautiful, with rolling hills, lush green woods, and the great river that runs ...... My favorite woods in my hometown. The trees are all over the mountains, and from a distance they look like a big green ocean. The trees in the woods include the lychee tree and the longan tree ...... In the spring, the trees draw out new branches and grow tender green leaves. The lychee tree and longan tree blossom. The flowers of the lychee tree are fine and curved, like honeycombs. The young leaves are comfortable and soft to touch, and the leaves are so oily that I really want to pick them and play with them, but I don't want to, because leaves have life too. This tree is like a green umbrella, forming this large forest, attracting the whole village, everyone is full of praise. In summer, the lychee tree and longan tree bear fruit, offering us delicious and tasty fruits. The trees grow lush, dense branches and leaves seal the woods tightly. The leaves were so lush that there was not even a crack to see the sunlight. In the center was a big river. The river is cool and clear, so clear that you can see the stones and small fish deposited at the bottom. In the fall, the other fruit trees are full of fruit. A harvest scene, the summer all disappear, the forest is full of color, fruit trees, make people linger back and forth, enjoy, colorful all in the eye, can not help but sigh aloud: "Autumn is beautiful!" Mango and yellow bark trees also bear fruit, pick one and eat it, it's really delicious! In winter, the fallen leaves dance like butterflies. Whenever I want to go to the woods, I always bring a specimen with me and pick up the fallen leaves into the specimen. I want to make them and give them to my friends and relatives. I also can not help but praise: "hometown is so beautiful ah!" I love the woods of my hometown, love the beautiful scenery, love it brings us happiness and joy.
Secondly, the old woods, all the trees are like a skeleton, but the quiet overflow is only the moon in the slowly moving like. Perhaps this is a dark paradise, so even if the moon's comfort is still bleak; perhaps this is the seat of the lonely soul, so even if the sun's illumination, is still cold; and perhaps this is the permanent paradise of the trees, because only in this way the trees can be free from human disturbance and longevity. Grandma often told me stories about her childhood, especially the grove is the grandmother to miss. Grandma told me that I grew up in that grove when I was a child. I remember when I was still small, and the grove in my hometown was also very lush. At that time I was still a "fart" do not understand the child, to the woods are always thinking about playing, to what are full of curiosity, a moment to ask grandma what this is, a moment to ask what then. Grandma was "born and raised in the mountains" and knew everything about the mountains. She always introduced me to the mountains word by word and in a serious manner, but I didn't even care to listen, I just nodded my head sloppily. The song of the birds is intoxicating, and the woods in my hometown are a "bird paradise" and a "stage" for the birds to "show off their voices".
My home is in Hunchun, write about the beauty of the hometown
Hometown, this ordinary word; hometown, this ordinary environment; hometown, this place full of vitality, contains my love for it, hides my deep thoughts about it.
I love the blue sky of my hometown. It is extraordinarily blue, extraordinarily high, extraordinarily clear, look at that a white cloud like cotton candy, look at that a lively jumping bird, look at the blue jade disk in the jewel, how beautiful ...... how beautiful ...... I can not help but let out a burst of sighs.
I love my hometown's paths. I love the road in my hometown, although the road in the city is more flat, but it is unfamiliar to me, and the road in my hometown is very different. You see, hometown of a small stone is my friend, a small flower is my partner, busy little bee, even greetings can not play, went to pick nectar, how beautiful ...... how beautiful ......
I love hometown of the animals, tired of watching the The zoo's good behavior, tired of seeing the zoo's lively, the original ferocious wind of the tiger and the lion, was tamed by the trainer so unnatural, so restrained. Hometown animals can be different, they live a carefree life, so unrestrained, every action is a soft melody, how beautiful ...... how beautiful ......
I love the hometown of grass, small flowers. Although the flowers in the pot, the grass in the lawn of the market is different neat, but each of them lack of vitality, the hometown can be different. The flowers are beautiful! The grass is so green! They gather together in twos and threes to rely on each other, encouraging each other, as if the greatest difficulties are not afraid! How beautiful ...... how beautiful ......
I love the people of my hometown, they work at sunrise, sunset, watch each other, enjoying a well-off life! They are incredibly warm, boundless hospitality! This is also very beautiful ...... very beautiful ......
Hometown, this ordinary word, brought me unlimited fun; hometown, this ordinary environment, to me to create a different love; hometown, this place full of vitality, for me to create endless I love everything about my hometown. I love everything in my hometown, which is a piece of pure land in my heart. I want to bury the seed of longing y and let it take root, sprout, grow, blossom until it grows up, shedding a shade on my life. Hometown, how beautiful you are! I ...... love ...... my ...... home... ...hometown......
Where is your hometown? What are the beautiful sceneries there? Choose a scenery and write about it?The banyan tree in your hometown
At dusk, the sun sets in the west, the sun is hidden in the water and the sky, the sky wiped out the last glimpse of the sunlight, dark black engulfed the whole piece of heaven and earth, the stars appear in the thin clouds, the curtain of the night is quietly pulled open.
After dinner, I strolled alone on the streets of the city built of reinforced concrete. The night of the city seems to be more lively than the daytime, the roads are crowded with cars, the car horn from time to time "bla, bla" and so on and so forth. The lights in front of each store were dimmed, and the streets were swarming with people. Silent city all of a sudden became prosperous all of a sudden, the explosion of heavy metal a flood, from time to time mixed with the passing of the red men and women's laughter and chatter, accompanied by the vendors, guests of the bargaining sound, convergence of a noisy city serenade. The noisy streets, crowds, and flashing neon lights prompted me to flee. I jogged along with my head down until I felt the street getting farther and farther away from me. I don't know how long, I came to a tall banyan tree, stepping on the ground full of fallen leaves, facing the refreshing wind, I remembered the hometown of the banyan tree, thoughts drifted to the countless familiar hometown of the night.
The night is hazy. The moon climbed up to the sky, and the bright moonlight softly wrapped around every corner of the village. The banyan tree at the east end of the village is always so lively. Whenever the night falls, the countryside of those women always on time to carry the rice bowl together, to the dense shade of the tree to open the "gossip conference". They discuss the topic is always those messy news, what who who's a cat or dog gave birth to a few nests of children, who who's a three or four in which developed, and so on and so forth boring gossip, or to satisfy their own vanity. This is not, that love to show off Cui aunt came again, only to see her surrounded by a group of three nuns and six women, wriggling fat lips, and began to publish her long speech, Xu Xu said: "Sisters, see? My hand is wearing exactly "Jia's" *** version of the jade bracelet, this brand-name goods, can be really good material ah, not broken, smashed not rotten, really solid as a gold soup ah." Tsk, look, that complacent look, caused the east street of the Du Daniang eyes red to the blue light, skimmed the mouth, headless out of such a sentence: "Haha, so it is a fake ah." Aunt Cui, upon hearing this, immediately became enraged, turned to face Du Daniang, roughly pushed up her sleeves, picked her index finger and poked Du Daniang's shoulder, shouting with a big grin, "What did you say, if you have the ability to say it again." Du Daniang herself was dissatisfied with Aunt Cui's haughty look, so, along with jealousy, she screamed, "What I said is fake, what can you do to me." When it was too late, Auntie Cui had already roped Du Daniang's hair at some point, and the two of them fought passionately. Suddenly, with a "pop" sound, Aunt Cui's so-called "brand-name" bracelet broke in two and fell to the ground in a beautiful way. A wild dog that came from nowhere, circled around the broken bracelet, and then, holding the broken bracelet, disappeared in front of the crowd in a big way. After a long delay, a little kid shouted, "Aunt Cui's broken bracelet." Seeing this, the crowd laughed and dispersed. Not long after, a quietness returned under the banyan tree.
At night, under the banyan tree, it is also a place of entertainment for me and my buddies. I and my friends often around the thick trunk of the tree to chase and fight, or in the stump of the tree next to play house, or hidden in the tree hide-and-seek. I remember a certain month and a certain night, I played hide-and-seek with my buddies under the banyan tree, in order to avoid their search, I showed my monkey leaping up the tree kung fu, three times divided by five to climb up the trunk of the tree. I lie on the trunk of the tree to watch the movement of the partners, looking at them anxiously looking for me, the heart floated a hint of ***. However, time like a white horse, little by little slipped away, I do not realize that in the tree fell asleep. The next day, my family found me, and severely reprimanded me, but what shocked me most was the horrible story told by my grandmother. The story goes: many years ago, a homeless man had nowhere to sleep. So he climbed to a banyan tree to sleep, the thousand-year-old snake demon broke out of the tree and ate the homeless man in one bite. After listening to my grandmother tell this story, since then, I no longer dare to leap the tree at night.
The day before yesterday, my hometown called. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of a long journey, and it was a long time ago that I was in the middle of a long journey, and it was a long time ago that I was in the middle of a long journey, and it was a long time ago that I was in the middle of a long journey, and it was a long time ago that I was in the middle of a long journey. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get a good deal on this, but I'm sure you're going to be able to get a good deal on this.
Tonight, the same time the moon is full, the same standing under a banyan tree, I tilted my head up, looking at the starry sky, the direction of my hometown shouted: "hometown of the banyan tree, you can still be there?"
What other kind of bridge is there in your hometown? Please draw a picture and write about it.Whenever a bridge is mentioned, I think of the stone bridge in my hometown. The gray stone pillars are connected to the crystal clear stream. Sometimes, adults fish here, and the river is quiet, so quiet that it looks like a mirror. When you walk on the stone pillars, you can see your clear reflection in the river. Fish and shrimp love to play by the stone pillar.
Every time we go back, grandma is waiting for us on the other bank. The family hurriedly walked across the Stonehenge Bridge, never looking at it closely. It's just a bridge, isn't it? It is an ordinary bridge. But walking on that bridge, I can smell the fragrance of straw; walking on that bridge, I can taste the sweetness of fruits; walking on that bridge, I can think of my grandmother's advice.
The stone pillar bridge in my hometown! The bridge is a great place to be, but it is also a great place to be.