The day has come to an end, and there must have been some interesting sightings around you during the day, and you need to write a serious diary entry for that. So what kind of diary is appropriate? The following is my carefully organized diary of my hometown 7 articles, welcome to read, I hope you can like it.
My hometown diary Part 1My hometown is in a small village in Luxi, although she is not as prosperous and lively as the city, but it is a place with beautiful mountains and clear water, where there are trees in the forest, the river is clear, the people are warm, and there are rich in produce....... My hometown has a long river running through it, called the Yuan River, which is our mother river. Although she is not as majestic as the Yangtze River, the river is dozens of meters wide. The water of Yuan River is so quiet, so quiet that you can't feel it flowing; the water of Yuan River is so clear, so clear that you can see the sand and stones at the bottom of the river. A gust of wind blew, the river surface ripples, like a fine line, a circle ripples away. The water of the river is like manna moisturizing people in their hometown. When the spring comes, the clear water reflects the bank of the green willow tree that graceful branches, as if the willow tree in the mirror to dress up generally.
Outside the house, there is a large and large field. The endless fields, in the spring, everywhere rolling green waves - grass is green, the trees are green, the water is green, the path is divided into checkerboard-like field is covered with green. The mountains are full of green, and my heart is also colored green. There are countless colorful, unnamed wildflowers on the field paths, yellow, blue, white, purple, a variety of colors in this sea of green floating in the wind, beautiful. In the fall, the fields were another different scene. These rice paddies waiting to be harvested have turned golden yellow, like a golden sea, whenever a breeze gently blowing over, will form a row of golden waves, as if summoning the farmers to come earlier to harvest them. Every time this time, the field is full of farmers uncle busy figure, they are busy harvesting crops, the face shows the joy of harvest.
My hometown in the spring there is a big sweet bamboo shoots; summer watermelon is also big and sweet, very tasty, so people eat a hundred not tired; in the fall, there are bunches of red, purple, green grapes waiting for you to taste it!
The wide 320 National Highway is full of vehicles loaded with goods from here to the far away. The dragon like railroad from time to time there is a train whistling past. In the village, the former low adobe houses, tile houses have long disappeared, a brand new building rose. The hardworking hometown people are using their own hands to make their hometowns change drastically.
This is my hometown, a place of beautiful scenery, pleasant scenery, rich in produce, simple folk customs. I love my . Hometown, when I grow up, I want to use my hands to make her more beautiful and more fertile!
My hometown diary Part 2My hometown is called - "The State of Blessings", right! My hometown is Fuzhou.
My hometown is full of talented people, there are prohibited Lin Zexu. There is also the patriotic Lin Jiemin. There is even more writing beyond the ordinary Bing Xin. These celebrities are from Fuzhou. Whenever I think of this I have the corners of my mouth slightly up, this is the pride of our Fuzhou.
The streets of Fuzhou are civilized, although people come and go in the street, but each are in order. No red lights, no spitting, no littering. Is a love of clean honesty.
I love my hometown! I love Fuzhou!
My hometown diary Part 3
My hometown is in Henan Province, where the trees are green, the air is fresh, and the four seasons have different scenery.
In the spring, the trees grow new leaves, she has a new life. The melting of the river water, and began to flow happily, hibernating frogs, and began to play, singing that cheerful, rhythmic song "croak ......"......
This is the The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do it.
Summer, is a hot season, so my brother and I, with a swimming ring (in fact, it is a used tire) to the river to go swimming, the river to the water is very clear, clear can see the sand and gravel at the bottom of the water, we play until the sunset. When we got home, we ate ice cream and watched TV, when the fan came on, it was indistinguishable from the air conditioner.
This is the summer of joy.
Autumn, is a harvest season, hardworking people, began to labor. As for me, I was looking for something to do, when I heard my grandma shouting, "Longlong, go, let's go to the field to collect vegetables!" I happily picked up the basket and went to the vegetable garden with my grandma. I saw that the vegetable garden was colorful, with sharp peppers, big yellow pumpkins, and beans as long as braids. I happily took the basket and began to collect the vegetables.
This is the season of harvest.
In winter, it snowed, thick snow to the crops covered with a layer of white quilt, the ground accumulated a pile of snow, the children began to play snowball fights, pile snowman, happy.
This is the icy winter.
This is my hometown.
My hometown diary Part 4
It's been a long time since I left my hometown. I've heard that it's changed a lot. The peach blossoms that used to be all over the mountains were mercilessly slaughtered; the ponds that used to be so clear were mercilessly painted; and the mountains that used to be endless were brutally suppressed.
In my memory, once the spring flowers bloomed, peach blossom is also like sleeping awake, enjoy the deep breath, spit mountain that intoxicating fragrance of flowers. Peach blossoms all over the mountain danced in the wind, spilling petals all over the mountain, coloring the mountain red. In the middle of it, bees ran around happily, full of the vigor of spring. Soon after the lotus flowers also began to wake up, carefully looking around. At this time it is also time to catch fish, about a few partners pounced into the pond for our game of silent struggle. The sound of water, screams, laughter. The pond was bustling with activity. The willows at the edge of the pond on the robin's voice screamed "summer is coming".
The most beautiful thing about my hometown is not the pond, but the rolling hills, the amusement park for our group of wild children. The mountain has a wide open flat land for us to run; the mountain has a lot of wild fruits for us to eat; the mountain has a lot of hay for us to set fire to. The mountains had cool breezes, cool water, delicious fruit, and countless hours of fun.
We also often run in the bamboo forest, holding a wooden "sword" to let the bamboo leaves in the wind wind, around the body rotating, especially the model of the world's best. At that time obsessed with the martial arts in the great swordsmen, a sword in the hand, the world invincible. See our blood boiling, rushed into the back of the bamboo forest to find the sword saint, in the end, almost bitten by the snake, had to sneak away to steal some wild vegetables to do some of their own delicious.
After returning home, climbed up on the roof, looking at the dusk enveloped by the peaceful countryside, so that the heart of people feel incomparable soft words. Immersed in this peaceful scenery quietly fall asleep, the moonlight on the roof, so white, so gentle. The stars are constantly winking in the sky.
The development of technology has destroyed this place. Mountains have been cut down, ponds have been buried, bamboo forests have been cut down, industrial gases have polluted the sky, the stars close their eyes tightly, and the moonlight has become gray. It has wiped out my amusement park, my "great swordsman", my "wild game", my hometown "moonlight", the peace, the memories, and the peace of my life. The peace and memories of my hometown have disappeared, along with my companions. My hometown will be more fertile, one day I will forget my precious childhood, but not now!
My hometown diary Part 5I love your hometown - the South China Sea. Because I love you, I want to sing your praises. Your beauty nurtures us to grow up healthily from generation to generation, and your prosperity makes our families run a well-off life.
My hometown - the South China Sea has the "land of fish and rice," as you call the town of tourism; its food attracted a lot of friends from all over the world to taste. Nanhai's famous tourist area of the South China Peach Garden has attracted people from different countries to visit. It is always so beautiful and attractive throughout the year; in spring, birdsong and flowers; in summer, grass and trees; in fall, fruitful; in winter, it is even more beautiful. Strolling in the peach garden, breathing in the fresh air and listening to the music from the trees, it is really refreshing. Visitors' footsteps, laughter, will startle a line of egrets, in the sky showing a beautiful landscape. Visitors' exclamations and laughter echo in the garden, like composing a piece of melodious music. There are golf courses and barbecue sites there. Especially the five-star restaurant for the forest can not add the splendor of gold and blue, standing in a high place to look down, a green mountain rolling. The green lake reflecting the green hills, like a beautiful landscape painting, painting the goodness of the South China Sea people, but also the richness of the South China Sea people; that a big road to happiness. That a brand-new factory building day and night lights. The company's business is to create wealth for the people, to carry out the future.
Ah. Hometown - South China Sea, you are our pride, but also our great mother. Your beautiful scenery how sacred, how attractive; your delicious food is everything, so that many friends from all over the world are unforgettable. I love your hometown, dear Nanhai, I will never forget you.
My hometown diary Part 6My hometown is Rongchang, Rongchang snacks hot and sour powder and spicy and sour, eat a mouthful of call spicy in the mouth refreshing in the heart ah!
My hometown is Rongchang!
My hometown brine white goose is really famous all over the world. Halted white goose is golden yellow, we Rongchang people with this sentence to describe her, called "halted goose, halted goose, look at a glance away from the". The flavor of the brined white goose meat is fragrant, tender meat, once eaten, you want to eat every day.
Rongchang lights are also very beautiful, when night falls, Rongchang has become a sea of lights, the world of light. Rongchang lights have lawn lights, rainbow lights, fountain lights, red, white, dark green, light red, colorful and beautiful!
Rongchang Begonia Square, the most people, middle-aged and old people casually in the square with the beautiful music, are lined up to dance it! Begonia Square fountain is also very beautiful, the fountain is like a bullet like a blink of an eye sprayed like the height of the building as high as a moment of fountains and left and right shake, the lights are also shaken with the fountain left and right and change color, very beautiful, my hometown of Rongchang really beautiful ah!
My hometown diary Part 7My hometown is in Guantang, which is beautiful all year round.
In the spring, the winter girl has just left, and the spring girl came to my hometown with a light step; the cuckoo bird is singing on the branch, reminding people to plant rice on time, and the field is a busy scene.
In summer, the sun is hot, there are a lot of lotus flowers in the lotus pond, some are still flower bones, some are already in full bloom. There are white, yellow, pink, colorful. My friends and I are tired of playing, in the well to drink a mouthful of water, the heat of summer was washed away, "ah! It's so refreshing."
In the fall, the orchard fruits, red apples and yellow pears, are beckoning to the farmers uncle, farmers uncle see these, "yellow lanterns and red cheeks" are smiling grin. In the field, a busy scene, everywhere is full of farmers uncle's laughter, the harvester issued a "buzz" sound and farmers uncle's laughter into a song of harvesting hymn.
In winter, I pushed open the door to see, my hometown covered with a silver-white carpet, into the Kingdom of ice and snow, the mountains, trees, fields have become a white blanket, only the pine trees are still wearing the green shirt given to her by Miss Spring. I and my buddies in the mountains pile snowman, snowball fight ...... everywhere is filled with the laughter of children.
This is my hometown, this is the fairyland on earth.