Hometown recitation 1: I love my hometown Author: Singing in spring
Sunlight shines into the windows of the city.
The city is beautifully dressed.
The high-rise building is lined with clear water.
People are busy.
Flowers bloom and fall, and trees line up.
Blue sky, white clouds, flying
Spring is full of enthusiasm.
Children's cheerful laughter came from the school.
The song of steel in the factory is flying and sonorous.
There are cries of selling in the market.
The songs and dances in the square merged into a sleepless ocean.
Yangko dance twisted the melody of the times.
The waist drum played the music of the new period.
Tai Chi spreads mountains into the sea.
The scenery under the speed pulley
The wind rippled merrily everywhere.
Rain is a fresh scene.
It is industrious and busy here.
It is happy and auspicious here.
The raging heat wave raised the sails of prosperity.
Go sailing
Beautiful hometown
Notre Dame Cathedral
The breeze blew into the chest of the earth.
The countryside has been dancing more and more brilliantly.
The old sheep lay comfortably on the hillside.
Quietly guarding the lamb in spring
The girl's song fluttered in the sky like petals.
The young man is running on the road to becoming rich.
The children read aloud.
Happy time flows in the beard of the old man.
Weeds are green and flowers are fragrant.
Grass seedlings are covered with waves.
Small bridges, flowing water and green hills.
This is a good time for spring.
The motorcycle rattled like a bell.
Cleisthenes, an old cow, called a well-off society.
Green trees are hidden under the red wall of Biwa Lake.
The smoke is rolling in the morning and smells good.
It is quiet and harmonious here.
Happiness and well-being are here
Golden wings control magical dreams.
Fly to the distance
Lovely hometown
Notre Dame Cathedral
The flag of happiness flutters in the sky of the soul.
The thoughts that can't be closed are constantly expanding.
For a hundred years, we have been looking up and down.
Follow your dreams.
Staggering steps bent the spine.
The villagers lingered in the predicament.
For twenty years
It's finally full of rain and dew and sunshine.
Centenarians are truly rejuvenated.
Gave birth to new strength.
Develop economy and attract investment.
Make great efforts to govern, make great efforts.
Stay with you in the wind and rain
You and I are growing together in progress.
Look after each other and help each other in the same boat
Destroy the cuckoo in spring and sing loudly in the morning light.
The loud singing sowed the hope of a bumper harvest.
Beautiful reverie grows in my heart.
The road to a well-off life leads to the distance under your feet.
The fiery red sun lit up the urban and rural areas.
I love my hometown.
This is our paradise.
Hometown Recitation II: The towering mountains in my hometown.
Does not belong to my hometown.
The rippling sea
Does not belong to my hometown.
thick forest
Does not belong to my hometown.
The comfort of small bridges and flowing water
Does not belong to my hometown.
My hometown is the plain.
The land there is flat and vast.
An endless wheat field
Into the sky one after another.
Like a huge jade disc.
Vast, vast and charming .....
People in my hometown are simple.
People in my hometown are hardworking and kind.
People in my hometown are very hospitable.
If you come to my hometown,
Busy people
Will greet you with a smile.
Serve crispy peanuts for you to taste.
Cut the sweet watermelon into sand pulp for you to eat. .....
My hometown is located in the eastern Henan plain.
She is the capital of song dynasty in Tokyo, the ancient capital of one thousand years!
Recitation III on Hometown: Love My Hometown Text/Shirley's pen name/Qing Zi
I left my hometown and went to another place.
After Qiuju, Ao Shuang and Chimonanthus praecox fought in the snow.
There are always some honors and sorrows, successes and failures, which flow like streams in a hurry.
At the end of the mountain is the faint sound of water, a beautiful flower without singing.
When the clouds break, how many delicate flowers want to sing and dance.
How many light bird shadows fly into dreams.
How many dripping feelings have been polished by suffering.
How many times did my dream hometown reappear?
The clouds floated back,
The petals of the night still cling to the branches of dreams.
The sunset is still floating on the horizon of the heartbeat.
Let love and spring spread their wings and fly in dreams.
Rain and cold and humid wind in my hometown
Like the heart of a secret and immature teenager.
In the dim candlelight, the sound of drifting in the long night
Like a water lily just woke up.
In spring, flowers and butterflies whisper quietly.
In summer, the fingers of the wind stir the desire.
In autumn, the leaves slowly fall.
In winter, the trees are covered with winter cotton-padded jackets.
For my hometown, I am a lonely bird chirping on the emotional tree.
Excited by sweet thoughts
Confused by endless thoughts
Like colorful flowers.
In my hometown, the green color of a clump of weeds is called weeds.
The green color of the wind is called green wind.
The green color of a river is called a river.
A place called forest.
You take a nap in the green wind
You sleep in Yuan Ye with flowing rhyme.
You are in ruins in the grassland washed down by the eagle house.
You were formed in a village full of smoke.
Birds in the distance remember the storms they met on the road.
Traveling birds, flapping wings in the sky are broken by the wind.
They shake the transparent joints.
Singing on the way home
Say goodbye to your hometown and step into another place.
After the red leaves fly, it is full of wild after a thousand years.
There is always some amazing beauty.