Praise the feelings of hometown. When we grow up, we are drifting away from our hometown. The breath of my hometown and the melodious sound of Ma Touqin in my hometown will be my eternal feelings. More and more distant and beautiful hometown is what we need to praise. The following are good sentences praising hometown.
Praise the nostalgia: 1 1, the trail burns incense, and the moonlight is beautiful. Pingjiang does not need to sing melancholy. The moon should be in my hometown, and the story of the years is like water. At every ferry crossing in the world of mortals, it nourishes feelings and is full of life, and the wind and rain are hard to destroy.
I just passed by, but I didn't stop. The hometown cloud drifting across the horizon is a call, and more is a kind of too late to tell. I am speechless. In my vague eyes, the scenery of my hometown is gone. The bleak figure lingers in the coming and going. ...
3, in fact, only a wandering heart will be so sad! Only vagrants' tears will be sad! Because for me, it will always be a kite. That line holds every tree and flower in my hometown. I want to fly high against the wind and rain, just to see the warmth of home again!
4. I just want to do this. In every refreshing morning, I gather a touch of sunshine by the window and quietly plant it in my heart, waiting for the spring breeze to blow this vibrant world again. Or, looking at the distant hometown, I don't miss it, I don't miss it, I just let the wind bring my deepest blessing and deepest concern, let it go. Then turn around and forget what you have paid and what you owe.
5, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and the hometown is strong. When the cable is untied and the ship sails offshore, what are the ripples left behind the wanderer? When the whistle blows and the wheels roll, there is more than shouting left behind the wanderer? Perhaps, when the wanderer's forced smile turns into tears after turning around, his thoughts have turned into a disaster.
6. "Moonlight at home, how bright!" A poem written by Du Lao at the beginning was only five words. After countless identical moons tonight, I realized that every drop is blood and tears! The moonlight in my hometown will always touch the hearts of wanderers. It is heartbreaking white and heartbreaking bright, but in this ups and downs of human feelings, this pain is my eternal comfort!
7. In every game on the stage of life, they are your relatives and friends, every crisis in the charge challenge, their safe haven, every harvest in the successful struggle and their source of strength. Thank you for your relatives around, for your relatives far away, for being on the road, for being at home, for having a home, and for having you.
8, rippling in the dance steps of time, the soul is a place to miss home. In a materialistic society, the moon above her head always seems to be covered with a layer of dust, vague and lazy without purity. Now I'm walking on the path in my hometown, and when I look up, I know it's the Lantern Festival. The moon on the horizon is so simple, but I stretch out my hand to touch it, but it is so high. Perhaps this is its inner purity.
9. The spring rain in my hometown is a beautiful and sad poem. On rainy days, I want to write about the beauty of rain and the meaning of life. Inadvertently, I will look back on an old time and always be booed. Life is so short and so long.
10. The love in my heart writes acacia for my heart. My heart let go of melody and shed tears for my tears. I walk in the hopeless season. I feel sad, how sad and clear I am. I am intoxicated in the hometown I miss. A city of love is irrigated on the horizon. A bad weather, a cliff can't see the future happiness.
1 1, we are in the middle of downtown, and we don't know the green geometry of our hometown. I don't know who cut off the thin leaves, and there were no catkins or migratory birds returning to their nests. Living on the edge of the city, everyone is struggling, groping and looking around, all of them are noisy people and cement forests, but who wants to leave their hometown, give up their fertile soil and set foot in this polluted air if life is not forced?
12, I just want to live vigorously at the moment. It doesn't matter where I go or who I meet. All the places I'm going to are hometown I've never met. I was, and I am now. I can't choose how to live and how to die; But I can decide how to love and how to live. -"Golden Age"
Praise for homesickness: 2 1. It's hard to give up hometown, and it's even harder to give up hometown. Wanderers send homesickness to wine and feelings to Du Kang. "Wine becomes sorrow, acacia becomes tears." In the dim candlelight, with tears and melancholy, I drank my deep thoughts of my hometown. Homesickness is a blue silk, which is often tied to my heart. Tears welled up in my heart, only feeling the kindness, warmth and colorful of my hometown. Hometown, hometown, haunting hometown, when can I walk into your heart again?
2. Hometown, what is hometown? Hometown is a dream of your childhood. Hometown is a cornerstone of your growth. There is a song like this: "The most beautiful way to travel around the world is hometown, and the sweetest way is hometown."
3. Don't talk about township leaders, no matter how long they are, they can't be longer than my thoughts; Don't say that the world is far away, no matter how far it is, it is far from my eyes; Don't say the sky is high, no matter how high it is, it can't be higher than I thought. Hometown, you are the eternal root in people's hearts.
Do you know the most beautiful scenery in my hometown? Let me tell you, that's Gulangyu. When you travel on the sea by boat, you will find that Gulangyu Island is actually an island. White waves accompany you to this beautiful island, and the wind is coming, with a burst of salty taste. Why is this? That's the salty taste of shells, that's pearls strung on a rope, and the smell of the sea. Then, I will take you to see the "Bird Garden". There are many birds in the "Hundred Birds Garden", including egrets, red-crowned cranes, black swans, parrots … all kinds of unknown birds greet you. Moreover, there are performances and so on. It will definitely feast your eyes! Finally, I will take you to see the famous Sunlight Rock. When you climb the Sunlight Rock, you will get wet by drought. However, from above, you can also see the whole Gulangyu Island! You see: lush trees surround the houses with red bricks and white tiles, and you can see all the buildings with national characteristics. Occasionally, I can vaguely hear the melodious sound of the piano! This is a scene of my hometown, so quiet, so elegant and beautiful. Come and enjoy the beautiful scenery.
The sunset in early summer is sprinkled on the river, and the afterglow of the sunset ripples back and forth with the microwave. Several fishing boats wandered on the river, while others rested on the shore, thus forming a beautiful painting.
6, hometown is a melodious flute, which always makes people dream; Hometown is a touch of bright moonlight, which always makes people feel excited; Hometown is a string of eternal memories, which always reminds people of it. The people and things in my hometown are the most beautiful in the song, the most charming in the moonlight and the most profound in my memory.
3 1, hometown, a comfortable and nostalgic name; Hometown, a magical and charming place. When I grow up, the roads and water in my hometown can only be recalled in my dreams. Xia Feng, please blow my broken words into a bunch of flowers, golden yellow, jade white, spring green and autumn purple, and then blow them all away, blow them into the sky, and spread them all over every wanderer's heart. Beauty is not beautiful, my hometown is water, and my relatives are not close to the villagers, but today, I understand that my hometown is so close and so beautiful.
2. It's raining and snowing in the cold winter. Looking at the birds coming home, I once again feel an indescribable feeling, and it's so sincere. The cold air is filled with more and more rich flavor of the year, but the distant train can't carry the lingering homesickness of the wanderer, searching for intermittent memories in my mind, and then recording the bits and pieces of my hometown with some words. It was a lush season, and I haven't had time to go. In the early morning after a new rain, I packed my bags and filled a pot of sweet mountain spring water, so I hurried to the mysterious Xinjiang, a distant place I knew nothing about. It was the fifth spring and summer in this hot land of northwest China. I'm worried about both the beautiful scenery and entering the barren land. Who doesn't want to go home and who doesn't want to go out?
I can never leave my hometown, which is the permanent root that I will always rely on. I once compared my small house to a growing small tree. Hometown is the source of confidence, constantly providing support and foothold for young trees; Living in a small town is a kind of financial resources, which can adjust the growth conditions of small trees in time and make them grow continuously; Large and medium-sized cities live in sunny skies, and young trees compete to grow and get sunshine and rain. Relatively speaking, hometown is the safest place to live. I like the feeling when I return to my hometown. That feeling has stabilized my mind, made me happy and made me feel much better.
4. "You come from my motherland, tell me what happened! "In a crowded foreign land, if you can meet a fellow villager and that relative by chance, the heat is beyond words, yes. It is easier to see when it is different than when it is difficult, and everyone will be homesick. How vast the world is, sometimes it is not easy to see a hometown. Therefore, a hug and a handshake show nostalgia. Small restaurants and teahouses on the roadside, sipping wine and tasting tea. Always say hometown dialect, who lost relatives, who married a daughter-in-law, who was promoted to a higher position and made a fortune, who made a roof. They are all from their hometown, as close as relatives. So every time I mention a person's eyes, expressions, ebb and flow of emotional changes, it is so similar and equally moving.
The water in my hometown is sweet, and the moonlight at home is so bright! . Hometown is a sacred place for wanderers to look back in the bustling and impetuous city, and it is the most solid rear for travelers who travel far away. Every return is a migratory bird and a review of traditional culture. The pursuit of one's identity is also an affirmation and display of one's achievements. Hometown-the holy land of emotion, the home of the soul and the residence of the soul.
6. I didn't see the green hills in full bloom, I didn't hear the streams gurgling, I didn't smell the fragrance of azaleas, I didn't see the beautiful image of fish in the water ... My hometown sleeps in winter, my hometown sleeps in winter.
7, moonless night, drifting across the breeze, looking at the night sky, starry, thinking about you, are you in the same mood, thinking about you, my beautiful hometown, you care about in my heart forever, mountains and rivers, red, green, orange, red, river, my reflection, forest, lush, fields, endless, thinking about you, my beautiful hometown.
8. But I have the feelings of my hometown in my heart, but I hold the dream of my hometown in my hands. Hometown, you just fell asleep. I still remember that everything was so real. So I, I put away a pair of eyes that are no longer young but still affectionate, and looked at the leisurely hometown cloud overhead. I can't say that my hometown is beautiful, but I have to admit that it is sometimes boring. There are the sufferings I have experienced, the tears I have shed, the road I stumbled through, and my helpless piano music. ...
9. Turning to Zhuge, leaning against the carved fence and staring at the drizzle in late spring, I can't help but sigh "dribs and drabs, this time, what a sad sentence". Glimpse of glitz A person is sitting in an alley in the country, holding a slightly yellow picture scroll, feeling the innocence of life and being baptized by classics.
10, I can't forget it, I can't forget it, folks, I can't forget your thoughts, I can't forget it, I miss you, my beautiful hometown, you raised me, I miss you, I want to be close to you, I want to hug you deeply, I want to work for you, I want to praise you.
165438+ That hill will always be the place where we played and fell in love when we were children. When the long grass warbler flies, it looks so lush and mysterious from a distance. People can't help thinking about it and approaching it. The mixed fragrance of flowers, butterflies, bees, weeds, wild flowers, larch and broad-leaved trees permeates people's hearts.
12, I didn't pack my bags and travel around the world. You won't have a wandering feeling of missing your hometown. Sitting in a group and talking about the local customs of my hometown will not be proud. When it comes to hometown cooking, I won't talk about it. Only when you are far away from your hometown can you feel the closeness of your hometown mountains and the sweetness of your hometown water. The warmth of relatives and friends in my hometown. Perhaps this is also a kind of beauty produced by distance. Of course, such feelings are beyond the reach of those who have never left the countryside.
13, one side may be different from the other. I miss my hometown very much. I have lived there for twenty-four years. In these twenty-four years, I have lived in a world full of love. The love of parents, teachers, sisters, classmates and first love filled my world. My love is so beautiful. My world is like a beautiful landscape painting, so pure. This is the most colorful and happy 24 years in my life. It was given by my hometown. I love my hometown and the land where I was born and raised, and I look forward to returning to my hometown in my lifetime. ...
14, my hometown will always be young, and those memories will always stay in the dusk of the years, but I can't forget them. I grew up in this simple and unobtrusive village, watching the flowers bloom and fall year after year, spring goes and spring comes, little people come here one after another, and the old man slowly walks into the loess. The children grew up gradually, but the mugwort and thatch on some graves withered and flourished one after another. The loess is half deep, covering up the joys and sorrows of several families. This is the day. So those things and scenes stayed in people's hearts and in history. At some accidental time, I will also see the crooked ugly words carved on the small stone board when I was a child, but the handwriting is a little vague.
15. Every night, grandma lays a mat under the tree. I snuggled up to my grandmother and listened to her telling beautiful fairy tales and legends. I naively looked at whether there really was a cowherd and a weaver girl in the sky. I was in a daze, like a flying bird. Grandma told me; That's a bat. A mouse ate salty salt and became salty. After listening to the teacher, bats are not changed by mice. At night, by moonlight, geckos poked around the stone wall. In the morning, just before dawn, I heard the cry of black sparrows. Draw water and beat it. Grandma said it made people get up, fetch water and cook. This bird is really fun! Magpies are chirping on the old locust tree. I have never seen a phoenix fall on a buttonwood tree. I prefer the trees in the yard and the birds on them.