The Beautiful Scenery of My Hometown Not far from the front of my house, there is a beautiful little flower bed, which is a colorful painting and forever imprinted in my mind.
In the spring, everything is revived, and the flower bed is full of colorful wildflowers, one more beautiful than the other. The roadside has a few graceful willow trees, cozy spring wind blowing, long, green willow branches fluttering with the wind, like a gentle little girl combing her beautiful long hair.
In summer, the wildflowers in the altar, the roadside willows grow more luxuriant, a beautiful colorful painting. Sometimes, some adults sit in the shade of the willows to cool off, children play in the side, grandpas play chess and chat in the shade, a vibrant scene.
In the fall, the swallows flew south, and the flower beds were filled with the fragrance of rice. The leaves on the roadside turned yellow, with the wind, they reluctantly left the embrace of the mother tree, because they are going to sleep, to the next spring, they will meet with everyone again.
In winter, the snowflakes were falling, a white world. After school, I will go with my buddies to where, to play snowball fights, pile snowman, so happy.
Play tired, we sat on the ground, laughing, the flower bed looked at us, it also smiled. I love the beautiful scenery of my hometown because it is a colorful painting.
2. 300 words of essay describing the scenery of my hometownI love my hometown, and I love the center square of my hometown even more.
When Cinderella came with light steps, the central square became colorful. Early in the morning, the top of the mist, flowers, plants and trees will be happy to open their eyes, spit out the accumulation of the night's fragrance, raise a bright smile, hoping to meet the first ray of sunshine in early spring.
When people have just sent away the beautiful spring girl, the enthusiasm of the summer is like a strong boy eager to come to us. At this time, the square of a large leafy tree has become a faithful servant of the people, they hold up a green umbrella, for people to cover up the shade, people under the tree chess, chat, dance, laughter one after another, the life of the cozy and happy in no words.
In autumn, the delicate autumn girl to the center of the square brought the gift of nature - a piece of golden leaves. Some of the leaves in the air with the autumn wind dancing, as if a small golden butterfly; some of the fallen leaves like a telegram to the people, telling everyone: autumn is here! The whole center of the square as if on a big yellow carpet, have some flavor!
When the snowflakes dance, the north wind whistling, the winter grandfather into a magical magician, he waved his hand, in an instant, to the center of the square put on a snow-white silver. The ground is snow-covered, the trees are covered in silver, it is a beautiful picture.
Hometown of the central square, is a bright scenic line of the hometown, let a person intoxicated, let a person fascinated, let a person linger
3. Write a hometown of the scenery of the composition of 300 words in the third grade, the second book of the language of the first unit of the exerciseHometown of the river I yearn for the boundless, magnificent sea; praise that "waves beat the shore, rolled up a thousand piles of snow" of the Yangtze River. "The Yangtze River.
But I love that hometown day and night running river. The scenery here varies throughout the year and is very charming.
Whenever the spring comes, the frozen river in the spring breeze began to thaw, the ice gradually melted, there are a few ducks jumped out of the water, look, they are swimming, a blink of an eye elsewhere on the surface, as if in the race to swim it! It is really "three or two branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo, spring river water warm ducks know first." The river bank has "ten thousand hanging down the green silk ribbon" willow dancing in the wind, the grass has also drilled out of the ground. It is as if the earth is covered with a green carpet, and even the ancient trees in the sky also put on a new green coat.
The summer of the wow song of cicadas is coming, and the two sides of the green trees. In the evening, the river boiled up, children in groups swimming in the river, play, coon girl all the way to laughter; singing the evening fishing boat full of return.
Sent away from the summer, ushered in the golden fall. The rice fields on both sides of the river are golden, yellow oranges hang all over the branches, and a piece of yellow leaves fall from the air, like a beautiful butterfly dancing.
The leaves fall on the water, as if a letter, sent to the faraway travelers, bringing the blessings of the family. Winter comes in the praise of the joyful harvest after the fall, the rest of the trees have withered, but the pines and cypresses on both sides of the creek are still so verdant and upright.
When a layer of thick snowflakes cover the trees, from a distance, like a tree of cotton, ice and snow covered the river, like a long silver snake, lying in the land of Gan Poyang, a silver! I love the river in my hometown, I love it all year round. I love its constant flow of water; I love the beautiful scenery on both sides of it; I love it even more with a trickle of water to moisturize the fields along the bank, sending people the joy of harvest.
4. I love the scenery of my hometown more than 400 wordsI am very homesick for the mountains, the water, the grass and trees, and the loved ones, and I always want to go back to the place where I was born and raised to live.
I like to climb the mountain when I was a child, seven or eight years old when I often go to climb the mountain with older partners, I like to pick wildflowers in the mountains, and I like it even now. I like to go to the mountains to pick up wildflowers, and I still do. The spring in my hometown is in May, and in May, the sky is blue, the air is transparent, and the mountains are full of red, which makes it seem extraordinarily moving. The red is not colorful, but extremely rosy, just opened when the pink, and then gradually become light pink, from a distance, a large piece, very eye-catching. Close up, a cluster, a clump, just like the peach blossom island in the Legend of the Eagle Eagle Heroes! In the winter, you can also fold back a few dry branches to take home to raise in a bottle, about half a month, will open a beautiful pink flowers, and when the flowers are gone, but also will grow tender green, pointed small leaves, embellished with the cold winter, it is really beautiful. Hometown of the mountain is the earliest flowering of what we commonly known as the rat flower, it is short from the ground out of the leaves and the ground close to the ground, only about 4 centimeters of the stem on the flower, and the stem seems to be unable to withstand the weight of the flower, so the flower is always hanging low, purple, large, single-layer petals, some like poppies, but much shorter than poppies, but also not like poppies will harm people! Its flowering period is very short, only one or two days time, but it is tenacious, sometimes in the cracks in the stone can also find its figure, just grow not so "robust"! My favorites are the wild red lilies, yellow lilies and peonies in my hometown. While you may be able to imagine what a red or yellow lily looks like, a peony may not. Its flowers are white, very dignified, generous, elegant, large leaves holding a few buds or blooming flowers, not at all ostentatious, like a very cultivated lady! And this flower is not only beautiful, but also can be used as medicine. Yellow lilies, commonly known as yellow cauliflower, not only can be used as medicine, or the table is a favorite game. They bloom in July, I often and my partners to run a long way to pick these flowers, I often greedily pick a large handful of tightly held in front of the chest, afraid that people grabbed it. Regrettably, my family was poor at that time, there is no camera, otherwise I would have taken a few pictures with these wildflowers! Now we have the conditions, but when we go home, we can't catch up with the flower season, and it's always a pity.
Autumn comes, the mountains of a variety of fruits are ripe, du persimmon, thick plums, santalum, red beans (commonly known as Yagoda), face fruit, and mountain treasures: fungus, mushrooms, monkey, and hazelnuts, pine seeds ...... people began to go deep into the mountains in the picking of wild fruits and mountain treasures, a lot of people are not in order to enjoy, not to sell money, but for the sake of that! Not to sell money, but for the joy of that picking process!
Not far from home, there is a rushing river, the river water is crystal clear, clearly see the bottom of the river stones and fish in the water. In the summer when it doesn't rain much, the river is no more than knee-deep, and people can trip across the river. I like to sit by the river. Last year when I went home, I sat by the river with my sister and recalled the stories of my childhood, how she secretly took us to the mountains, how she dug out bird's nests, and how I swirled my shoes into the mud and came back to be taught a lesson by my mother. I told my sister the story of my visit to Gaxian Cave (the ruins of the Xianbei tribe). In fact, I had only been there once, and I had to use a torch to get inside, and it was so cold inside the cave even in the summer that my friends and I couldn't see the road ahead of us for much longer, and didn't dare to go any deeper. Still, it was a treat - we climbed up the side wall of the cave to the top, and at the very top, we took off our outerwear and waved it at the people below to show our excitement and triumph!
And look at the people here, although living a not-so-wealthy life, but in their faces are hanging smiles, written happiness. To my junior high school classmate's home as a guest, she and her husband live in a bungalow, looking at them to raise a dozen chickens, looking at the roof of the curling smoke, these are ordinary and simple, but in my opinion, how much of a living, I envy them! They plowed in their own world, happy and harvested ......
I love my hometown, love its mountains, love its water, love its grass and trees, love the people there. Whether I go to the cliffs of the sky, the corner of the sea, I will never forget that feed my growth, bring me wonderful memories of my hometown - Daxinganling forest area!
5. Write hometown scenery composition 300 wordsI love my hometown, I love the hometown of the center of the square. When the spring girl with light footsteps slowly came, the center of the square suddenly became colorful. Early in the morning, the top of the mist, flowers, plants and trees will be happy to open their eyes, spit out the accumulation of the night's fragrance, raise a bright smile, hoping to meet the first ray of sunshine in early spring. When people have just sent away the beautiful spring girl, the enthusiasm of the summer is like a strong boy eager to come to us. At this time, a large tree in the square with luxuriant foliage has become a faithful servant of the people, they hold up a green umbrella for the people to cover up the shade, people play chess under the tree, chatting, dancing, laughter one after another, the coziness of life and happiness in no words. In autumn, the delicate autumn girl brought the gift of nature to the central square - a piece of golden leaves. Some of the fallen leaves in the air with the autumn wind dancing, as if a small golden butterfly; some of the fallen leaves like a telegram to the people, telling everyone: autumn is here! The whole center of the square is like a big yellow carpet, a unique flavor! When the snowflakes dance, the north wind whistling, Grandpa Winter into a magical magician, he waved his hand, in an instant, to the center of the square put on a snow-white silver. Snow-covered ground, trees covered in silver, is a beautiful picture. Hometown of the center of the square, is the hometown of a bright landscape, let a person intoxicated, let a person fascinated, let a person linger.
6. What do I love about my hometown essay 300 words ScenographyI love the sea, love its majestic momentum, love its vastness, love its transient changes, sometimes the waves are rough, like a tiger; sometimes the wind and waves are calm, like a kind and gentle mother; sometimes the waves are sparkling, golden, like walking into a fairyland.
Standing on the beach, the sea breeze blowing in the face, suddenly feel the person incomparable ease. The red sun shines on the azure blue sea, the sea on the golden light, brocade-like glittering dazzling light, colorful. The waves lapped against the oddly shaped reefs on the seawall, splashing white waves, like millions of bright eyes, gazing at the spring show. Look! The sound of waves lapping at the shore, people's laughter, the sound of the waves and the ship's whistle are intertwined to form a wonderful symphony.
After the tide, the sea in the sunshine is more glorious, look carefully, the sea has many colorful shells, I and my mother together in the sea and keep picking up the shells, fish scales like ripples together, issued a rhythmic "wow - wow -" sound. -The sound is rhythmic. There is no summer heat here, no city noise and clamor, it is a good place for people to avoid the summer heat.
The sea, really a treacherous and changeable monster. Yesterday, full of yellow waves, this morning has become a boundless "verdant grassland". The sea was slightly dark green, the wind was not strong, and the water was swirling with silver-white waves. The sea oats are sticking to the surface of the water and flying low for food, and the jellyfish are floating in the water like a small umbrella.
I love the sea, all year round, I love its majesty love its vastness, love its transience, love its turbulence, love its calm.
Writing the scene of the composition 300 words of the second
Hometown, is the heart of a song that can not be sung, hometown, is the heart of a Ran not exhaustive matches. Whenever I ride to Peach Blossom Creek alone, this love for my hometown is like a tide swarming up.
The spring breeze blew green earth, seems to have blown green Peach Blossom Stream water, turquoise like a piece of emerald, and the banks of those who rely on the love of the willow? Oh! They take this "big jade disk" as a mirror, is bending over to appreciate the "mirror" of their own it!
The heat of summer replaced the spring refreshment, this time the stream has become a good place for people to cool off, people resting under the willow tree, in the shade, walking the dog, walking, lively. And in the side of the silent dedication of the willow tree? Oh! They are providing shade for people!
Autumn clouds and sunshine replaced the summer sun. Big trees floating down the red leaves have been impatient to enter the journey, some fell in the water, some floating in the aisle, the wind whisked, they have taken off, to the destiny of the destination, along the way they swayed the body, like people waved to the peach blossom stream to say goodbye to the hometown.
The cold of winter makes Peach Blossom Stream inevitably a little gloomy, perhaps, it is for the next spring of the beauty of the energy it contains!
Hometown is the heart of an endless song, hometown is the heart of a match. Whenever I think of it, my heart is always warm, like a person encouraged in adversity, like a person lonely when he meets a friend ...... ask me where my love is? My love is in my hometown!
7. The scenery of my hometown three hundred words essayWhere is your hometown ah? Don't know this, how to write? This way, I give you a piece of my hometown, some words you look at the change can be used.
Dalian
In the southernmost tip of China's Northeast, inlaid with a fluffy pearl. That is my hometown - Dalian.
The coastal road is one of the most beautiful landscapes in Dalian. Walking past, the sea breeze gusts all the way. Walking slowly, listening to the sound of the waves rising and falling, looking at the mountains and forests of green trees, flowers and willows, really a beautiful sound. Looking up, a beautiful "sky and sea line" will be the clear sea and blue sky perfectly divided, really beautiful.
I often see young people helping the elderly in the green road walking slowly; a few children in the company of their families chasing play, and occasionally will take out a small bottle, gently blow, a large series of colorful bubbles as if a small elf, flying through the treetops, flying to the sky ......
I love I love my hometown Dalian, love the mountains here, love the water here, love the flowers and trees here, and love the local customs here. I wish Dalian is more beautiful and prosperous!
You first write about your hometown in general, praise or point of view, can be. Then write about the beauty of the scenery, in writing the beauty of the people. Lastly, write your love for your hometown or the first and last echo. The outline of the roughly like this.
8. 300-word essay "hometown" to "hometown" as the subject of a 300-word essay, which uses "when1. I praise my hometown beauty, because in my eyes how beautiful hometown, a kind word; hometown, a warm word. I praise the beauty of my hometown, because in my eyes how beautiful hometown, a kind word; hometown, a warm home; hometown, an elegant place. The place. And not as warm as home. My hometown on all sides Bin are green fields, people every day. In the fields, in the spring, everywhere is a tall shed iron frame, like a small tribe; summer, the shed's plastic a take, which is full of green melon branches and golden melons; in the fall, the village drifted with a ripe breath, look out to the fields a golden, the village everyone is smiling open flowers; winter, snow, for the village put on a snow-white cotton jacket. Fields, but also a piece of beautiful scenery, snowflakes fall on the landscape fields, the fields look very beautiful and vast. My hometown has four seasons of different beauty, intoxicated my heart. I was immersed in the beautiful scenery throughout the year. It's a blessing to know. I love my hometown because it enchants me with its beauty, because it gave birth to me. Because it educated me. I love my hometown, it is a piece of fertile ground for people, and a piece of pure land for people; in my heart, it has a lot of unique features that are not as good as the 2. I love the beauty of my hometown My hometown is on the side of the Yangtze River, so I especially love the beauty of my hometown - the mountains and the Yangtze River. Hometown mountains really united ah, one next to another, who is not separated from each other, like friends like unity and love; hometown mountains really strange ah, they are not a peak alone, not three or five peaks echo, but a thousand peaks of ten thousand refu stretches meandering; hometown mountains are really green ah, like a green barrier, like the newborn grass green, after looking at the people's mind and heart. Hometown of the mountains in the rain, as if a, is coyly holding a white scarf, will be their own kind of pretty face cover up. These mountains in the rain, appear very clear, as if even the mountains can be seen. From a distance, the green color of the mountains is very pleasant. The Yangtze River is no less beautiful. The water of the Yangtze River is really quiet, as if a mirror without grinding; the water of the Yangtze River is really green, as if a piece of flawless emerald; the water of the Yangtze River is really beautiful, a place has a characteristic, let a person. Early in the morning, sitting on a boat traveling on the Yangtze River, will find a thin layer of fog on the river, as if a layer of gauze, so that people feel like walking into the general. Although the hometown is not as beautiful as some of the scenic areas, but still can be said to be "boat on the blue waves, people in the painting." 3. when the spring, spring sister sprinkled the spring rain so that the bamboo shoots brother sprouted; so that the flowers sister open; so that the grass brother from yellow to green ...... all of this is so beautiful, that the beauty of the spring so that everyone can not help but praise her, but under the colorful clouds there is a mountainous and beautiful golden dam her most beautiful time in the end of winter, this time to look around and see the blue waves, but still said "boat on the blue waves, people swim in the picture. At the end of winter, this time to look around is the sea of clouds and mist, the beauty of people can not stop talking about. That is my hometown - Luoping! Every year when the cauliflower is most abundant here will have a cauliflower festival, cauliflower festival of wonderful performances and dam beautiful scenery to attract tourists from all directions, my hometown in the cauliflower festival before and after, everywhere is full of golden yellow rapeseed, you look from the side of the ground like in the morning sunshine shrouding the sea of the same, are endless golden yellow, and then there is the ground high and low undulation like the sea tide as high and low. When the wind blows, the cauliflower will roll up, just like the tide to the shore "sail", that is not a yellow flower tide? This fascinating scenery is obviously a picture of extreme beauty, no matter where you stand, you can see that beautiful piece of gold. If you get closer, you can see some bees picking pollen from the flowers, making a wonderful buzzing music. In addition to these, in the unconscious time, you into the yellow sea of flowers, listening to the beautiful music, watching the sea of flowers, "Dancing Tapper" or "musicians" performances, at that time, they also seem to become a cauliflower ah! In addition to the beautiful cauliflower in my hometown, there is also the magical fog, which is also mesmerizing. When you get up in the morning, open the window, a fragrance wafted in, everything in front of you is white, the whole earth is like paradise, even the sun is about to rise by the fog of this magical "magician" to become hidden, can be beautiful. Slowly the fog is getting bigger and bigger, we can not see our fingers, even to their own straight to the people can not see, as if the fog this magical magician out. It was as if the fog had changed us into the ocean, the buildings were small rocks in the sea, and the cars and the crowds were the fish. If it were not for the lights and horns of the cars than the sound of each other, we would have thought that we came to the fairy mirror.
9. write hometown scenery of three hundred words essayHometown beauty I praise my hometown beauty, because in my eyes how beautiful hometown, a kind word; hometown, a warm home; hometown, an elegant place.
Place. And not as warm as home.
My hometown on all sides Bin are green lush scenery fields, people are busy every day. In the field, in the spring, everywhere is a tall shed iron frame, like a small tribe; summer, the shed of plastic a take, which is full of green melon branches and golden melon; in the fall, the village floated with the breath of maturity, look out to the field of a golden, the village of everyone smiled open flowers; winter, the snow, for the village to put on a snow-white cotton jacket.
The field, but also a piece of beauty, snowflakes fall in the landscape on the field, the field looks extraordinarily beautiful and vast. My hometown has four seasons of different beauty, intoxicated my heart.
Let me immersed in the beautiful scenery throughout the year. I'm not sure if I've ever been in a place where I've been lucky enough to know that I've been in a place where I've been lucky enough to know that.
I love my hometown, because its beauty intoxicated me, because it gave birth to me. I love my hometown because its beauty mesmerizes me, because it gave birth to me, and because it educated me.
Love my hometown, it is a fertile land of education, and a clean land of education; in my heart it has a lot of places of interest less than the unique place.