1. A beautiful beginning to write about the river in my hometown (about the river) (beautiful)
The river in my hometown I like the river in my hometown, it is peaceful and uncontested.
Looking from a distance, she is still, like a demure woman, sitting under the clear moon, staring into the distance. I could feel that she seemed to be thinking about something.
The gurgling river water is her endless memory. The long story, I don’t know where it begins and where it ends, there is only the faint fragrance of flowers, lingering under the silent moon, with a touch of nostalgia, gently rippling in the quiet water.
I like the river in my hometown, it has a surging spirit. Listen attentively, she is passionate.
Her voice is so rough, her roar is so determined, and her fighting spirit is so high. The endless flow is her life; the sound of waves is the beating of her heart, firm and persistent.
The river in my hometown has always looked at the past and present with her calm eyes that have seen all the vicissitudes of life; it has always used her flexible strength to pour into the stubborn thoughts of her children. , dignified temperament. It turns out that the river in my hometown depicts more than just picturesque scenery; it turns out that the river in my hometown depicts more than just childhood dreams; it turns out that the river in my hometown carries more than just longings and hopes; it turns out that the river in my hometown The river in my hometown gives more than just fresh blood; the river in my hometown has flowed from ancient times to today, how many times has it ebb and flow? No matter how many storms, no matter how difficult and difficult it is, her sweet milk always nourishes her children.
The river in my hometown is the source of continuation of life. The lovely river in my hometown, the river that haunts me in my dreams.
When everything is quiet in the tranquil moonlight and in the whisper of the river, the modern city seems to have returned to the ancient times. The evening breeze blew slowly, carrying deep homesickness, and I fell into a deep sleep with the sound of frogs on my pillow.
The flowers in my memories have already bloomed in my dreams, and when will my hometown, which is far away from me, return to my dreams? Ah, baby river singing softly, you will always flow in my heart. Your trickling heartstrings, the lingering and endless thoughts. 2. What are the beginnings and endings of essays about rivers?
The River in My Hometown
Many people like the majestic Yangtze River and Yellow River, and many painters have tried their best to depict them. It is drawn, but I like the river in my hometown. Although the river in my hometown is only a small tributary of the Ganjiang River, it has nurtured generations of children in my hometown, so it is the mother river of our hometown - Fuhe River.
In the morning, the sun has not yet risen, and the river breeze is a bit cool. The wind blows on the river, and the river ripples slightly. Occasionally, I see a few fishing boats casting nets for fishing, and the willow trees on the shore hang their branches. On the river, it looks like a girl combing her hair. There are some old grandpas. The old ladies were exercising in the garden built by the river bank. Some were running, some doing exercises, and some dancing swords. After a while, the sun showed half a smile, like a shy little girl who was reluctant to show it. After a while, the sun came out completely, and both sides of the river became lively. The sun shone in the river, and the sparkling river water Together, it looks really good.
At noon, the sun dances on the water, and the Fuhe River becomes lively. The exciting and jumping light on the river is cast on the cliffs on both sides, so the entire Fuhe River ripples. By the river, I occasionally saw a few women washing clothes by the river. They played with each other and seemed to have forgotten their fatigue.
In the afternoon, the sun has not yet set, and the reflections of the cliffs on both sides of the river are rushing towards the center of the river, leaving only a line on the river shining in the sky. Some people took fishing rods and sat leisurely by the river fishing. They sat on the river bank silently for fear of scaring away the fish. The Fuhe River flows calmly and gently, like a bright belt.
Night has finally come. The lights on the shore and the lights on the bridge are on one after another. The colorful lights are reflected on the river, which is beautiful all of a sudden.
Some adults were singing and dancing by the river, while some old men were playing erhus, and there were several listeners sitting around them. They were all intoxicated and could not bear to disturb them.
The Fuhe River in my hometown is not only beautiful, but also allows the people of Fuzhou to live comfortably. I think this is another reason why I like Fuhe River. 3. The end of the essay describing the scenery of my hometown
Summer is not as fragrant and magnificent as spring, and it has only one color - green. A large mountain forest is lush and green, but the green is not monotonous, there are light green, dark green, dark green and oily green... so many gradually changing green trees cover the blue sky, walking on this green path, Drinking the sweet mountain spring water is so cool and comfortable!
Although autumn is not as vibrant as spring and summer, it still has its own unique beauty. The autumn wind swept over the withered yellow leaves and fell one after another. The golden leaves were swirling in the wind, really like flying little butterflies! The same goes for the ancient ginkgo. The leaves of the ginkgo are like small fans, fanning, fanning, fanning away the heat of summer. Walking on the winding path, stepping on the fallen yellow leaves, and listening to the series of lonely rustling sounds, this will be such a poetic thing! Chrysanthemums in autumn come in all kinds and colors, including Yushu Linfeng, National Beauty and Heavenly Fragrance, Xiangfei Tears and many other varieties. Tasting the rhyme of chrysanthemums and smelling the fragrance, autumn has passed away unknowingly. 4. The beginning and end of my hometown composition
People often say that the most beautiful thing is the water in my hometown.
Although my hometown does not have any places of interest or the prosperity of a metropolis, it is picturesque and charming.
There is a clear river not far behind my house. The green river surface looks sparkling under the golden sunlight. There are green trees on both sides of the river, their shadows are dancing, and the flowers and plants are swaying in the wind, which is pleasing to the eye and makes you reluctant to leave. Flocks of little white geese lined up in the river, swimming happily. People in twos and threes chatted while washing clothes on the shore; in summer, friends played and had water fights by the water. The river is our happy paradise.
In recent years, my hometown is undergoing tremendous changes. The once narrow road became wider. Wide cement roads crisscrossed each other and extended in all directions, and a steady stream of cars passed quickly on the roads. People come and go on both sides of the road. At night, street lamps illuminate the road as if it were daytime. Tall buildings are rising on both sides of the street, and every household has built a new building to replace the previous dilapidated bungalows. All kinds of shops and large supermarkets have sprung up in front of people like bamboo shoots after a spring rain. The products in the shops are so dazzling that it is dizzying to see. There is really everything you want. There is an endless stream of customers in the store, which brings great convenience to people's daily lives.
The most distinctive building in my hometown is Yanjia Square. There is a large garden in the square, which is divided into two floors, inside and outside. There are three marble pillars in the center of the square. The thickest stone pillar is engraved with four large golden characters. There is a round sun on the stone pillar on the left side of Yanjia Square, and there are three bright stars and a crescent moon on the right stone pillar. They symbolize the sun and moon shining together; there is a galloping horse on the middle stone pillar, high and The horse's head is raised to the sky and roaring, staring intently into the distance. You see, every part of its body is matched so well, and every muscle looks so powerful. On its fat, round breasts, its long mane Flying backwards, the four hooves stopped steadily in the air, looking so majestic and majestic. This horse symbolizes that our Yan family will have a better tomorrow! More prosperity! Whenever night falls, the square becomes a good place for people to chat and cool off. Yanjia Square is like a dazzling pearl inlaid in the center of Yanjia Town. Yanjia Square is the pride of Yanjia people!
Due to the rapid development of the longevity economy, the fields here have gradually decreased and been replaced by rows of factory buildings. The beautiful factory buildings are like beautiful large gardens. The green patches around the factory buildings The lawns are like green carpets, and the flowers in the flower beds are blooming and fragrant.
The Yan family can be said to have a new look! The people of the Yan family really have the ambition and pride to make the sun and moon change the sky!
After listening to my introduction, you may be excited. Action is worse than excitement. Please come to my hometown! My hometown is more beautiful than I can describe, and it will definitely feast your eyes! 5. The beginning of the composition about the beautiful scenery of my hometown
My hometown is very beautiful, just like the beauty of the sky. My hometown is full of life, the big trees are blooming with leaves, and there are grasses everywhere.
In the morning, the farmers all got up early and came to work in the fields. The scenery in the morning is very beautiful. The heavy fog in the sky seems to merge with the rolling mountains, presenting a beautiful wonderland in the fog. In the afternoon, I was lying alone on the roof. I looked down and saw green grass blooming for six or seven miles. It was like a green blanket, which made people feel very comfortable. Looking from a distance, there is a crystal clear creek. Whenever the children are out of school, the creek will definitely become lively. Many children throw their schoolbags next to the creek, immediately take off their shoes and socks, and run into the creek. play. Some were swimming, some were fighting in the water, some were catching crabs, and some were picking up stones... In the evening, I was walking on the roadside and saw a large group of people enjoying the shade under the banyan tree. Some were talking and laughing, and some were picking up stones. Take out the food to eat... At night, silence envelopes my hometown, and I fall asleep deeply...
Although my hometown is not as prosperous as the city, and although there are no high-rise buildings, my hometown is beautiful. The scenery, the fresh air, and the people here are very simple. My hometown has many characteristics that cities do not have. If I had to choose where to live, I would definitely choose to live in my hometown. My hometown, how beautiful you are! ! !
Chapter 2: The beautiful scenery of hometown
"The river in my hometown, the river in my dream, your joyful waves nurture the flowers of spring." Whenever I hear this song , I can't help but think of the river in my hometown. Sometimes the river is rippling, sometimes as level as a mirror, sometimes fish jump out and splash a lot of water, and sometimes the petals of peach blossoms on the bank float into the river, making it as beautiful as a fairyland.
In spring, the peach blossoms on the shore are in full bloom, and the jasmine flowers open their groggy eyes and look at the clear river water. The children who have just taken off their winter clothes are jumping and cheering and running to the shore to watch the beautiful scenery. The beautiful peach blossoms are in full bloom, and the fragrance is overflowing. The mandarin fish in the river are very fat, and from time to time they jump out of the water to say hello to the children on the shore! There are also some small fish swimming in the crystal clear river water, cheering for the arrival of spring.
Time slips away quietly, the spring of March gradually leaves us, and the hot summer comes. The river water has become even bluer. The fireball-like sun shines on the earth and the river water. The river water has become warm. The fish in the water have been bubbling in the water. There are also some small fish hiding under the lotus leaves to resist the sun. of heat. At night, the morning temperature dropped, and a cool breeze blew from time to time. People moved chairs and chatted with each other on the shore, laughing continuously. The river rippled, as if listening to the people on the shore talking, blooming with beautiful smiles.
Unconsciously, it has arrived in the cool autumn, and the flowers on the river bank are all in bloom. They are red like fire, pink like frost, yellow like gold, white like snow...the colors are different. Strangely, flowers of various colors are dazzling and reflected in the river, which is extremely beautiful. On the day of the Beginning of Autumn, the river became exceptionally blue and the sky was exceptionally clear. Compared with yesterday, there was an immediate chill of autumn in the air. The children ran to the river to catch fish and shrimps, and were very happy. , bid farewell to the coolness of autumn, the river in my hometown entered the solemnity of winter, the flowers on the bank also withered, and the river also said "goodbye" to people and entered a short sleep.
I love my hometown, and I love the river in my hometown even more.
Chapter 3: The beautiful scenery of my hometown
"Who doesn't say that my hometown is beautiful, with beautiful mountains, beautiful water, and even more beautiful people..." I am deeply intoxicated by the beautiful scenery of my hometown. .
The willow tree beside the ancient well was the first to report the news of spring. The goose-yellow buds are like stars in the sky; the whirling branches flutter in the spring breeze, like the full head of black hair of the neighbor's third sister.
The delicate swallow flutters among the willow branches, holds mud beside the well platform, and begins the first step of a new life - building a nest. Looking at the clever little swallows, my heart has already flown with them to the blue sky, wandering on the top of the beautiful white clouds.
The cool well water pulled me back from the clouds. The neighbor's aunt drew a bucket of sweet and refreshing water from the ancient well. It didn't take long for us naughty children to drink it all. That kind of exhilaration is still lingering in my heart.
With the arrival of the rainy season, the mountain grass becomes more and more green and black. At this time, carrying a basket and going into the towering pine forest in small groups, submerging ourselves into the grass deeper than our bodies to pick mushrooms, became the happiest moment. The scattered mushrooms are like small purple umbrellas, standing proudly under the trees and in the grass, just waiting for us to pick them one by one into the basket. The sky is blue and the clouds are white, the sun is scorching like fire, and I am sweating profusely. But the mushrooms in the basket jumped with us home. Naturally, what I got was a kind smile from my mother and constant praise from the aunt next door.
Thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting. The water of Zihe River fell asleep in Grandpa Dong's arms and turned into a crystal-white ribbon. The weak Sunshine sighed helplessly and shook his head at the sleeping and drunk Binghe, and disappeared in a flash. At this time, Binghe was bustling with people and thousands of people moving. On the flat place, there is a competition to draw tops to see whose tops are exquisite and beautiful. Some friends draw a few circles with colored chalks, and they spin like rainbows flying in the sky; some put a steel ball on the tip. , turning dexterously and quickly... On the slope, there is a skating performance: there is a solo ice performance of an eagle spreading its wings; there are three people working together to pull a dog sled; some simply sit on the wooden board, ride on the pine branches, and fly thousands of miles along the slope...
Green willows in spring. Mushrooms in the summer and glaciers in the winter accompanied me through my short childhood. They still make me recall them endlessly and make me infinitely intoxicated! 6. 50 words at the end of the composition about the scenery of hometown
Everyone has his own hometown. The scenery in everyone’s hometown is beautiful all year round, and the scenery in my hometown is no exception. Now, let me take you to see it!
In spring, the flowers in my hometown are in full bloom, the faint fragrance of flowers rushes into my nose, the willow trees burst out their buds, the river is running and singing, the spring girl is playing with the little flowers and grass, look at them What fun it was!
In summer, the whole village is green with shade trees and dense foliage. People were enjoying the cool air under the trees, chatting, and many children were playing with Brother Xia in the forest.
In autumn, the cool breeze blows, the fruits in the orchard are fragrant, and the cotton in the fields is white and spotless... Look! There are many golden oceans over there. Oh, it turns out to be rice fields! The whole village is golden, and Miss Qiu is hiding in a corner eating the sweet fruit!
In winter, although it doesn’t snow in my hometown, when I wake up in the morning, it is foggy and frosty, and there are white ice crystals on the leaves! There are still a few pieces of ice floating in the small river pond, and Brother Dong is lying comfortably on the ice and sleeping!
The scenery in my hometown is really beautiful all year round! Do you like it? If you like, you can take time to check it out! I'm welcome. 7. The beginning and end of the composition "The River in My Heart"
There is a beautiful, crystal clear river in front of my grandma's house.
The river is like a blue streamer, running day and night around the small village where my grandmother lived. I spent most of my childhood by the river, so I have special feelings and affection for this river. Attachment, this beautiful memory has taken root in my heart since then!
The river in my memory is so beautiful. When I lowered my body, I saw small fish swimming happily among the rocks at the bottom of the river. It was wonderful.
In the morning, a layer of mist often rises from the river, like white gauze and fairy mist splashed by an immortal. It adds a bit of mystery and beauty to the river, leading your thoughts to the mystery. realm.
At noon, the sun was shining brightly, and the hot sun shone on the small river. The river water had golden ripples, which was extremely beautiful.
Listening carefully to the roaring sound of the river, accompanied by the breeze, will make you feel relaxed and happy. In the afternoon, this place became a paradise for children to play. After school, everyone ran to the river as fast as they could, threw off their shoes, jumped into the river, and played in the water to their heart's content. They were like little fishes. , and like little angels, playing their golden years in the river!
At night, the deep sky swallowed up the last ray of sunset, and the stars in the sky lit up the entire night. The fireflies on the ground were also busy in the grass with lanterns, and the children were sitting in front of their homes. They took advantage of the cool weather, looked up at the stars, waited for the shooting stars to pass by, and made their best wishes. At this time, the moon slowly climbed up the hillside, spreading silver light to the earth.
As the night gets deeper, who is playing that beautiful tune again, letting the children fall asleep in tranquility; and who is running there non-stop day and night, using that *** ground movement It tugs at the heartstrings of the listener. It's you, Xiaohe! It’s you who continue to inspire people to want to get out of the mountains and make progress in the center of the earth!
I love you! The river in my hometown is the one who nurtures the children of my hometown with your trickling water. We will never forget your kindness in raising us. It is you who has given endless resources and wealth to the children of our hometown with your flowing milk of life!
I want to stand on the highest point of the mountain and shout loudly: I love you, the river in my hometown! Let my thoughts and love for you ring throughout the valley! Echoes throughout the valley!