Dried lentils are processed from mature lentils. Every year in late spring and early summer, Grandpa would always choose a large piece of good land to plant lentils. First of all, you have to sow seeds, fertilize, and wait for the bean seedlings to grow, then stick a bamboo pole next to the bean seedlings and let the seedlings climb up the pole. Every time after the blossoming of the beans, grandpa let us carry a big bamboo basket to the ground to pick beans, picking beans is not an easy thing, some of the beans knot is very low, you have to struggle to bend down to pick up; some of the beans knot is very high, you have to stand on tiptoe in order to pick it off, and sometimes it will also be falling down to the dust of the eyes, in the process of picking to be careful not to touch the vine, or it will be broken. After picking down, you have to tie up the beanstalks to prevent them from falling apart. After picking them, you have to put them in a pot and boil them gently for four to five minutes, then take them to dry in the sun. In front of my grandfather's house, there was a stove made of mud, on which was placed a diameter of the first, filled with half a pot of water, boiled the water, put the beanstalks into it to cook gently, and kept pushing the bottom to the top, but also fanning it, my grandparents and I were almost smoked into the eyes of the fire. In order to cook the bean curd well, first of all, you have to control the fire, not overcooked, not too lightly cooked, but moderate. After cooking, we put these beans to the roof, one by one on the ground, let the sun to dry the water, set the beans to set neatly, can not be bent or dried is also bent, will not be sold at a good price, we endured the sun's blast, the beans set neatly. After drying, Grandpa found a few about a meter high bag to tie up the beanstalks and put them in, and empty the air inside, put up. When the purchase of dried beanstalks to come, grandpa and they agreed on the price, the bags of dried beanstalks sold, every time you can sell a good price. Once, I was wandering in the supermarket, I stumbled upon the dried bean curd displayed on the shelves, I took a closer look, the label reads: origin - Henan, I feel immensely proud of my heart.
I love my hometown specialties! I love my hometown even more.
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"I love my hometown speech contest" after watching the essay 600 words
I am luyang middle school an ordinary junior high school students. the morning of December 15, I have the honor to watch a content in the school "I love my hometown speech contest" video. After watching it, I felt passionate, and I couldn't help but be y infected by the speakers' words that were full of deep emotion and rhythmic cadence. At the same time, the young generation of the motherland, at the same time the master of the new century, they are so understanding of their hometown, and have such a deep love, I think every heart of the love of the people will be convinced by this, and no one is not moved by it.
Speaking of hometowns, each of the solid idyllic people will be warm in the heart; talking about hometowns, each of the people who work outside will immediately be fascinated.
Throughout history, how many writers and writers have used their pens to express their sorrows and emotions, and have spilled their love for each other.
Listening to the speaker's praise for his hometown, and watching the tears glisten in their eyes, also aroused my own hometown's unlimited imagination.
Everyone has their own hometown. My hometown - luyang town xingsheng village, is a beautiful and rich place. As the saying goes, "One side of the water and soil feeds the people." We are famous for producing grapes here. There are hundreds of hectares of good land and the farming industry is thriving. Recently, an explosive news spread all over the streets of my hometown. Liaoning Province, "building a new socialist countryside" pilot project miraculously selected our hometown. This is a hundred years of great events, the small village broke the winter quiet, suddenly became boisterous. In the streets and lanes, three groups of people, two groups of people, all discussing this matter. People are happy and smiling.
This is really: hometown is a good place, the fragrance of grapes beautiful reputation,
Hometown is about to change, farmers are living in the building,
National policy warm heart, pilot project slogan,
Qualification of the party's policy is good, a year more than a year ago.
By that time, the mountains and water will be more beautiful, the village and province will be stronger, and the country will be more powerful.
The future of our hometown is not a dream, and the motherland will be more brilliant tomorrow!
Ah! My beautiful hometown, as your sons and daughters, really proud of you. Wherever I go, will not forget you my lovely hometown! I must study hard now, and hope that in the near future, I can use my own intelligence to contribute to my hometown.
Xingsheng Village, Luyang Town, Jinzhou City, Liaoning Province, Liaoning Province, First year: Wang Yuwei
I love my beautiful hometown essay 600 words
My hometown is a small village at the foot of Jinggang Mountain. A few years ago my father took me back to my hometown, where the mountains are high and big, the trees and bamboo forests on the mountains are very lush, and there is a crystal clear stream next to the village.
One morning in late May, my dad woke me up early and said he was taking me to climb a mountain. I was so excited that I got up in a flash and ran to get ready. On the way, I saw a lot of people working, look: the aunt by the creek is washing clothes, the big sister by the creek is carrying water, and there is a grandmother over there who is ------ We climbed up the mountain road next to the creek. Hey shoo, hey shoo ------ When we got halfway up the mountain, there was a tea grove covered with camellias. Dad pulled a buckthorn culm, first remove the leaves on top, and gently rubbed with both hands, and finally the culm in the middle of the heart out, buckthorn culm became a "straw". Dad picked a camellia, put the "straw" into the core of the camellia, told me to take a sip. "So sweet!" I couldn't help but exclaim. "How come?" I asked in disbelief. Dad told me, "It's sweet because the bees leave a little nectar behind when they collect it."
Noon came, and we were tired from a morning of fun, so as soon as we got home we smelled a fresh aroma that really made our mouths water. Although, there was nothing special about the meals, they tasted like something that would bring back memories. The sun was setting, and if you had been at the creek at that time, you would have seen what the view was like: the golden sun leaving a glow in its final moments.
At night, when I came out for a walk I saw many stars winking at me. As I sleep I hear the weaver singing beautifully: weaving, weaving, weaving. What a wonderful sound! It was like singing a lullaby to lull us all to sweet dreams.
I love the water in my hometown, I love the mountains in my hometown, and I love the camellias on the mountains, my beautiful hometown will always be in my memory!
Jiangxi Jiujiang Wushan School Six
My hometown beautiful Luoyang essay 600 words
My hometown is in Luoyang, which is famous for its eight landscapes, namely, the Longmen Grottoes, the Luoyang Peony and so on.
Longmen Grottoes is one of the four ancient grottoes in China and a world-renowned cultural heritage. Longmen is a beautiful and scenic area with two mountains, east and west - East Mountain and West Mountain, separated by the crystal clear Yi River but connected by the majestic bridges spanning the two sides of the river. The willows on both sides of the river are not tall but extremely lush, like soldiers in green uniforms firmly guarding both sides of the river. Come to Longmen not to see the grottoes can not. Longmen Grottoes is completely humanistic art grottoes, the big one is up to more than 20 meters high, but the small one is only two or three centimeters high. The largest Rushena Buddha, a head are more than four meters high, to two me plus a hand may not be enough to touch the top of the head it. There are countless statues of Buddha in the Thousand Buddha Cave, and there are statues of Buddha about two centimeters in height on the stone walls and on the roof of the cave. Seeing this, I can not help but admire the wisdom of the ancient people and carving technology and have to clap.
Mentioning Luoyang, we have to talk about the national flower peony. "Only peony is the true national color, and it moves the capital when it blooms." Every April, the city of Luoyang is a sea of peonies, and the annual "China Luoyang Peony Cultural Festival" is held in the fragrance of flowers. Thousands of Chinese and foreign tourists come to Luoyang to enjoy the peonies because "Luoyang peonies are the best in the world". Luoyang peonies have different colors and big flowers, including red, yellow, white, pink, green and black. ...... Red is like fire, yellow is like gold, pink is like haze, white is like jade, green is like emerald, and black is like ink. ...... When a spring breeze blew, the fragrance of the flowers came to the nostrils, attracting many hard-working people to come to Luoyang. A lot of hard-working bees to collect honey, and make people relaxed and happy, forget all the troubles. More amazing "two Qiao", a flower of two colors, proudly blossomed in the group of flowers, not stingy to people to show its beauty. All the people standing in the Peony Garden, enjoying the wonderful scenery and smelling the fragrance of the flowers, will be slowly intoxicated.......
I am proud of being a native of Luoyang. No matter where I am, the mountains, water, flowers and the beauty of Luoyang will always be in my mind.
I love my hometown essay 600 words
My hometown is a beautiful place, his name is A-cheng, which turned out to be an old city. But it has changed in the past few years beyond my expectation
As the saying goes, "A thousand years of salt capital of a thousand shows, half a city of green hills and half a city of buildings." Said is my beautiful hometown - Zigong. Zigong has a long and splendid history, "the salt capital, the township of the dragon, the city of lights" and other reputation. In the past few years, Zigong's changes are really turning the world upside down, the whole city has put on a new coat.
The old city of Zigong has a beautiful Kettle River, which separates the new and old cities. The development of the old city has been brand new. Between a block of high-rise buildings have a winding asphalt road, really busy. The bustling five-star street, but also lively, well-equipped Chisheng department store supermarket, but also for people's lives has brought a lot of convenience. The fossils in the Dinosaur Museum are the witnesses of history.
Come to the new town, it is the Shengshi in the extension, lively and extraordinary. From the old city along the bumpy rice bay road into the new district of A city, a crossroads, around an arc of the ground planted with a variety of flowers and plants, waving a dance to you. In the arc towering a large pillar, which shines with lights this scene, the two dragons embracing the pillar, is really alive. Here there are also shopping plazas that allow you to do whatever you want: Renren Le, Moorma, Jiuding ...... there are five-star Jinjiang Hotel, and a variety of high-end restaurants, entertainment venues. In the busy road on both sides of the flowers and grasses, such as the welcome to the guests who came from afar. Look, the tall and powerful poplar, such as warrior-like upright, serious. The beautiful Chunhua Square is the new city added a lot of color. People tired of a day's labor, can finally be idle to take a walk, chatting. In the evening, the old people waved the beautiful dance, really old and strong. Children are chasing and playing.
Ten years ago, A-cheng could be described as a mulberry field with few people on it. Today's A-cheng is brand new, with its unique charm to become the focus of Zigong. This change is really big ah!
In a short period of ten years, our A-cheng district has such beautiful and radical changes, and people are moving towards the goal of running a well-off life. I believe that in a few years, Zigong will become an even more beautiful city!
How about it? Come and visit our beautiful hometown!
I Love My Hometown Essay 600 Words
South of Colorful Clouds, a magical place. In the southeastern tip of Yunnan Province, between the rolling hills and rivers, there is a beautiful little city, which is my hometown - Funing, soft Funing, with the reputation of the township of star anise and the township of lentils.
I like this beautiful little city, like its quiet, leisurely, but also like its tenderness. A Puhang River through the city, as far as a bright glass belt, the river is the mother of the people of Furning River, the Puhang River like a mother, help their own sweet milk selflessly dedicated to the two sides of the sons and daughters. Puhang River witnessed the Furning from poverty to wealth, from backwardness to prosperity.
Into the city of Funing, along the river on both sides of the embankment, railings along the river. Sidewalks, paved with colorful tiles, small flower beds one after another, next to a neat row of chairs, swings, boarding machines. In the evening, palm trees and lentil trees draped their canopies. Clad in the evening sun, they greeted pedestrians from all directions.
Then, Fuzhou Square song attracts people who love to dance, they run to Fuzhou Square in groups, with the melodious music, jumped up and down the happy square dance, suddenly, Fuzhou Square has become a sea of lights, the world of the dance, people with their own beautiful dance to express the happy life, thanks to the party's policy of enrichment.
Looking far away, in the southwest of the county, there is a bridge, the bridge lights colorful, so called Rainbow Bridge. In the city all the scenery in a unique, unique style. I think Funing without the Rainbow Bridge, Funing will lose the general charm. Walking down along the Rainbow Bridge for about 10 meters, you will come to the charming Baiyue Park. Into the park, you will be intoxicated by its beautiful scenery, the park grass like Yin, children play sand pools constantly laughing, fish play in the creek, Lotus Pond, water lilies bloom, many unknown flowers compete, a colorful cobblestone path a stretch to the end of the park, a group of nesting birds have flown down to the tops of the trees, excitedly enjoying the beauty of this scene. Walking in the middle of it, you will feel yourself into a continuous scroll, making you mesmerized, linger.
Funing, I was born and raised my place, I am proud of your beauty. For your rich and strong and proud, I love you.
Funing County, Yunnan Province, the first elementary school four
I love my hometown essay 600 words
My family is in a small village in Henan Province, before and after the village is a large swath of crops and woods. I spent my childhood there, and it brought me a lot of joy, I love this small village.
In front of my house there was a large garden where many vegetables were grown and several fruit trees. Grandma's hard work allowed our family to eat fresh vegetables all year round. In the summer there was golden corn, red tomatoes, sweet and sour grapes, and in the fall there were the beautiful and delicious persimmons. I remember once drank my grandmother's pumpkin soup, I think it's really delicious, a breath will be a bowl of all finished, and grandma argued with the drink, grandma let me go to the vegetable field to pick, a small I carried back three or four big pumpkins, the pumpkin taste until now let me recall endless.
When I was a kid, I had very little homework, and I played around every day after school on Sundays. Pinching mud, catching bugs, hide and seek ...... the most interesting is to go catch lobsters, net fish. My sister and I can sometimes catch a few lobsters, and sometimes we can only watch it escape into the hole. Once we followed our grandfather to the net fish, netting a palm-sized small fish. We were so happy that we prepared to grill the fish and eat it. My sister first picked the fish clean, and then from home to bring salt, monosodium glutamate and other seasonings stuffed in the fish's stomach. I dug a hole in the ground, put some hay lit, the fish on a skewer on the wire baked, until the fish a little bit charred, we tasted it, the taste is not bad, we eat a lot of taste.
In winter, when the river was thick with ice, we played white goose skating along the river. Grandma's family had several geese, so we grabbed one and threw it to the far side of the ice, and the goose would skate on the ice for a long way, like a figure skater. When it gradually came to a stop, the goose would flap its wings and get up, and then skate step by step home, it was so much fun.
Now that I've left my hometown, with my mom and dad studying and living away from home, I often think of my hometown, its fields and villages, and the wonderful memories of my childhood there.
I love my hometown, I love everything about it!
Xuchang Shangqiao Yujing School VI
My hometown-beautiful island essay 600 words
My hometown is a very beautiful place, the village is situated on a gently sloping hill, surrounded by a small river, like a lonely island.
The road to the school is connected by a cable suspension bridge, which is a must for us to go to school, and we walk on the swaying suspension bridge as if we were walking on the ground. I like the suspension bridge in my hometown, my home is not far from the suspension bridge, walk four or five minutes to get there. I like to stand on the bridge and watch the water flow merrily away, while throwing some pieces of wood under the bridge and letting the current send them far away.
Spring is here and the flowers are fragrant for miles. As the birds stood and sang in the big trees by the river, the current sang and made a pleasant sound. My friends and I used to fly kites on the lawn by the river, with patterns of eagles, little goldfish, and big bears, and it felt so good to see them floating high in the air.
Spring is over, and the reddish sun hangs in the sky like a ball of fire, which is what I like about summer. The cool breeze blew in through the window as I did my homework inside the house, and it was soothing. When I occasionally peeked my head out to look at the river and my friends were splashing in the water, I didn't feel like doing my homework and found an excuse to head straight to this natural playground. When the weather was fine, there were also a lot of outsiders coming here to play, and they were sleeping and camping on the beach. Curious, we ran over to play with them and learned that most of them came from big, bustling cities, and they said we had a quiet environment here, a good place to escape the summer heat.
In the fall, the fruit was so abundant that we climbed trees to pick oranges, both yellow and green. When we saw a piece of yellow leaves floating to the ground, the rice in our hometown was also ripe. The fields were full of people harvesting rice. Grandpa asked me to pick up my sickle and join him in the fields, and after a busy day, I would go to the river and take a painful bath, so that the river water would wash away my labor, and I could have a peaceful sleep at night.
Just after eating all kinds of sweet fruits and closing the barn, the white snow laid a thick carpet for my hometown, and the grown-ups said that we would have a good harvest again next year. We played snowballs, snowmen, snowballs, snowballs, snowballs, snowballs, snowballs, snowballs, snowballs, snowballs, snowballs. Playing and playing, a winter quickly passed.
I love my hometown, because no matter which season, she has a charming landscape.