There is a field in front of my hometown, which has a pleasant view all year round.
In the spring, the seedlings come back to life, and one of the "babies" emerges green and green, like an upright pillar, tied to a "baby". A breeze blew, the seedlings swayed left and right, as if to say to us: "I will offer you the most fragrant and sweetest rice."
Summer, the seedlings take off the green coat, put on a yellow shirt, and at the same time grow taller, like a heroic sentry standing in the vanguard, looking at them laughing, let me throw my worries to the clouds. At this moment, I also seem to be a seedling, together with them to laugh and grow together.
In the fall, the rice harvest, a grain of golden yellow "gold", for the earth to add a lot of scenery. Farmers, one by one, singing the song of harvest, with a sickle to work in the field, the baskets of ripe rice sold to the four corners of the world, to share the sweet and savory results. We all must think that the rice in the fall is the most fragrant and sweetest, but we can't waste the "sweat" of the farmers! We have to save the leftovers and cherish them until winter.
In winter, the stalks withered, and people looked forward to the return of the goddess of spring, the joy of spring, the beauty of summer and the joy of autumn.
I love my hometown, and I love my hometown paddy fields even more.
Essay on a scene in my hometown II: The river in my hometown (445 words)
My home is in Shenyang, and there is a bright and clear river right in front of my house, which is called Xinkai River, and it is beautiful all year round.
Spring came and the ice melted. The little river sang happily and flowed forward. The willows on the bank stretched out their tender green branches, and the grasses woke up from their dreams, and the breeze blew the yellow messengers of spring - the spring flowers nodded their heads as if to say, "Spring is coming, spring is coming." The swallows also flew back from the far south, chirping.
In summer, the weather slowly got hotter. The river was crystal clear, and the golden sunlight shone on the surface of the river like a precious mirror in a fairy tale. Children catch fish by the river, scaring the small fish in every direction. Many dragonflies flew around on the lotus flowers, which was extraordinarily striking. This can't help but remind me of a poem, "The small lotus is only showing its tip, and there are dragonflies standing on its head early." In the pavilion in the distance some old grandpas were playing chess, some old grandmothers were singing, and some young people were enjoying the scenery ......
Autumn came, and the leaves of the willow tree turned yellow, while those of the maple tree turned red. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and the leaves on the trees fell on the river, as if a small boat was rowing around. Being in this beautiful scenery is like walking into a painting.
The Xinkai River in winter has a thick layer of ice, and the trees along the bank have put on white "cotton clothes". People have come to the ice skating car, pumping ice Ga, this has become the world of people's sports.
The Xinkai River is so beautiful, I love the Xinkai River.
Essay on a scene in my hometown 3: Poplar trees in my hometown (408 words)
My hometown--Suining is located in the north plain of Jiangsu Province, where the Yellow River once flowed, and the land is fertile, the soil belongs to the wind-sand saline-alkaline land, which is a good place for the poplar trees to grow.
The hometown of the most poplar trees, standing in my house upstairs, lifting the eyes far away, the eye everywhere is the poplar tree that tall and beautiful figure. The trees are lush, rolling, like mountains winding, such as the green barrier. There are decades of age of the poplar trees, to some of the children to wrap their arms around, some just into the tree, some are just born of the baby, like a big family of endless life.
The hometown of the poplar tree is the most beautiful, its leaves turquoise, by the black shiny, hand touch on the smooth and delicate, like a spring from the ground out of the spout, and like a soldier dressed in green, in the defense of the motherland's borders. Other trees are difficult to compare. Walking in the forest on the path and look around, a row of poplar trees like a crouching dragon. Nearby, like a large open umbrella, for us to cover the wind and rain.
The aspens have many uses! The thick branches can make furniture that is both strong and rot-resistant, its branches and leaves can purify the air, and its bright green leaves add a bit of color and beauty to nature. Lush leaves in the fall into farmers cooking fire cooking good material ......
I love the aspen tree, love its gracefulness, love its selfless spirit.
Essay on a scene in my hometown IV: Bamboo forest in my hometown (545 words)
My hometown is in a remote mountain village. It is surrounded by mountains and water, especially the large bamboo forest on the hillside, which is different in every season of the year. Let me take you to enjoy the scenery of the bamboo forest!
Look! The spring girl with light footsteps hurriedly came from afar. Spring breeze sister with warm hands gently flicked through the bamboo forest, bamboo is a beautiful music, issued a "rustling" sound. Spring rain sister naughty jumped into the bamboo forest, drilled into the loose and soft mud, the rain moisturized the baby bamboo shoots. Rumble! Rumble, rumble, rumble! Duke Lei brought out the big drum that had been hidden for a long time and beat it rhythmically and heavily. The sound of the drum woke up the sleeping baby shoots, and they drilled upward with all their might, and the goose-yellow spring shoots broke out of the soil overnight, as if they were a small tower. They are of different heights and different lengths, as if they are competing with each other, they are really colorful and vibrant!
Summer brother jumped to the bamboo forest, bamboo leaves grow lush, dense. Some of the bamboos are tall and straight, some are as slender as a needle, and some are straight into the sky ...... They wear green clothes swaying in the breeze, dancing in the bamboo forest.
Autumn sister swaggered to the bamboo forest, ushering in a golden autumn, while that bamboo forest became our little world. I and a few of my buddies would coincidentally come to the bamboo forest to play. Some of us were playing hide-and-seek, some of us were chasing and playing, and some of us were throwing sandbags ...... everywhere was full of laughter.
Grandpa Winter came to the bamboo forest slowly on his crutches. The bamboo forest is quiet and beautiful, the bamboo is still green and evergreen, clean and upright, like a soldier standing guard with his head held high, this kind of strong and unrelenting, the spirit of obscurity is worthy of our learning.
Ah! I love you hometown. I love you more, hometown bamboo forest.
Essay on a scene in my hometown V: Pavilion in my hometown (503 words)
In the courtyard of my hometown residence, there is a small pavilion, which is a good place for me and my friends to play, and I am still impressed.
The pavilion was surrounded by flowers and fruit trees, and at the bottom of the pavilion was a small, crystal-clear pond. Spring is here, a group of tadpoles in the water back and forth, like a comma in the swim, the surface of the water is also floating a piece of turquoise lotus leaves, there is a crystal water droplets, the fish in the water flopping joyfully, as long as we feed a small food, will immediately embrace a large group of fish in front of the body, scrambling for food.
The pavilion is beautiful in spring and even more so in summer.
Summer, around the pavilion are full of flowers, there are pink and delicate peony, there are purple glittering petunias, and passionate roses, a variety of flowers exudes a burst of refreshing fragrance ......... pond has changed, the water is not swimming tadpoles, but frogs, and a lot of neighbors. There are also a lot more neighbors, oh, can not guess it, that is, the lovely little dragonfly, hard-working bee, and is out of the mud and not stained lotus. Dragonflies and frogs together to catch pests, small bees to help the flower ear pollination, some of the pond lotus buds are waiting to bloom, some closed the moon and shy flowers, and some can not wait to reveal their bright smile, so a lot of fascinating beauty ah! "Ha ha ha, I won, ha ha ha ha. "A burst of laughter broke the quiet here, it turned out to be the old grandpas are playing chess! Hey, that old grandpa who won the chess game is already laughing ......
I really miss the pavilion in my hometown.
Essay on a scene in my hometown 6: Longjiao Mountain in my hometown (492 words)
My hometown is a beautiful place, which is surrounded by mountains on three sides and has a beautiful environment. Let me introduce Longshanjiao in my hometown!
Longjiao Mountain is not a famous mountain, it is ordinary, but I love it. From a distance, Longjiao Mountain is like a long dragon, lying in the north of his hometown, but after climbing to the top of the mountain, it is another scene. Standing on the top of the mountain, looking down, fields, rivers, villages, roads, cars ...... you can have a panoramic view. It is hard to climb to the top of the mountain, you must be tired, it does not matter, at the top of the mountain, the gap between the stone and the stone and formed a small cave, the cave has a store, the store has the hometown of the local specialties - fried chicken Gong. Whenever you climb the mountain in rainy days, you can also go in to avoid the rain.
Look! The oil tea trees that roam the mountains. In the spring, the oil tea trees began to sprout, the shoots scramble to grow all over the branches, some trees also bloomed small flowers; summer, the oil tea tree seeds, people want to see it ripe; autumn, the oil tea hangs all over the branches, a good harvest scene; winter, after the snow, the tea oil trees like a silver-white clothes, the scenery is really great!
The mountain is also rich in coal resources, large and small coal mines countless. Grandpa said that the mine cave is one of the most beautiful attractions of Longjiao Mountain, which was built by people spontaneously. At night, the lights in the mines are all on, another scenery.
To say how the scenery of Longjiao Mountain, it is really say also say also can not be said, say also can not be said, want to see its true face of Lushan? Then what are you waiting for, come on, I think it will not disappoint you.
Although it is very ordinary, but I love it, the beautiful hometown of Longjiao Mountain!
Essay on a scene in my hometown VII: The sea in my hometown (574 words)
My hometown, Beidaihe, is a summer resort with a good reputation. Each chic scenic spot attracts a lot of Chinese and foreign tourists to leisure and vacation, but what I appreciate most is the magnificent sea.
The sea in my hometown is very beautiful and wide. The sea water is really blue ah, blue like and the sky together, really the sea and the sky a color. Seawater is really salty ah, salty like a salt, the surrounding air is filled with the smell of seawater. Gusts of sea wind make the sea rough, the waves rolled up a string of snow-white waves bloomed on the sea. On the golden sandy beach there are countless colorful and strange shells exposed, each shell has its moving story from the sea. The soft sea breeze like a fairy flying close to you, brush away your worries, you feel as light as a fairy, open-minded. Over the sea flying a lovely seabirds, singing a beautiful song shuttling in the points between the fishing sails, more waterfowl perched on the beach, golden sand, clear skies, the harmony of the beauty of the bottom of the eye, a little of the waves is that jumping notes, sketched out a beautiful dynamic picture scroll, there are really people in the painting of the feeling of the tour, enough to make you feel the beauty of nature to bring you. The sea at night with quiet ah, so quiet that you can not see it in the flow, the level of the sea like a mirror on the surface of the sprinkled with twinkling stars, the sea is just like a mother, embracing the stars children, shaking ah shaking ...... lovely sea asleep.
This is the sea of my hometown, with wonderful stories of the bay, Qin Shi Huang here to seek immortality, Cao Cao here to lament, Mao Zedong here to leave "Wave Amoy Sand. Beidaihe" poem. My hometown also has a lot of places of interest, the first pass under the sky, Meng Jiangnu Temple and so on, will attract your eyeballs Yo, my friend, welcome you to come here, come here to relax and vacation. I forgot to tell you, to come here and a lot of delicious seafood which, hey! You must come to yo, because I love my hometown, more love that hometown of the sea!
Write a hometown of a scene of the composition of eight: hometown of Zhongshan Park (648 words)
When you walk into what park, the ancient flavor but also vitality will wrap you up? That's in my hometown of Xiamen - the beautiful Zhongshan Park. This time, I was lucky enough to get a glimpse of it.
In a clear blue sky, sunny spring, I came to Zhongshan Park to play. Into the Zhongshan Park hill, far from seeing a small exquisite pavilion. Pavilion ancient style, small and exquisite. From afar, the pavilion seems to be a pavilion jade fairy sitting quietly on the hill. Into the pavilion, the top of the exquisite carving is marvelous. Look, the cover is carved with double dragons playing pearls pattern, all the dragons are lifelike, each showing their powers. The four corners of the roof have a face up in the mouth with beads of the green dragon, exquisite. I touched the wall, so smooth ah, the whole pavilion in the caress of the sun glittering with golden light. I could also smell an ancient wood scent. Ah! What an ancient pavilion.
I walked out of the pavilion, only to see a group of old people are dancing in the senior dance area, although they are all gray hair, but their bodies are very hard and dexterous. Look, their beautiful dance moves energize the park. See, their every movement is so exquisite, so powerful. Dance with the beautiful music ebb and flow fluctuations, a moment like water, a moment like the tide. Their smiling faces make the park spring and never age. Look, each smiling face adds a color to the park. Their beautiful costumes shining in the morning light make the park colorful.
Further ahead, look around the beautiful scenery as far as the eye can see: a beautifully carved stone carvings standing in the sunlight, as if to say to the visitors: "Please watch the only stone carving exhibition in Xiamen!" A beautiful and generous egret flying happily around the water, as if to tell their happy mood; a plum wearing simple clothes quietly open in the branches, the breeze blew, they danced. Looking at this poetic picture in front of me, it is really refreshing!
Ah! Picturesque Zhongshan Park, you are a beautiful landscape in Xiamen, your face will always be printed in the hearts of Xiamen people!