In study, work, and life, everyone is familiar with composition. With the help of composition, people can achieve the purpose of cultural exchange. So how to write a good composition? The following is my hometown composition for the third grade of junior high school that I carefully compiled. It is for reference only. Everyone is welcome to read it. My hometown composition for the third grade of junior high school 1
My hometown has no characteristics, it is ordinary. It is not as lively as the city, nor does it have the high-rise buildings in the city. But I am full of confidence in this small mountain village because it is getting better and richer. So, I firmly believe that it can be transformed from a barren land into a fertile land.
There is a Quanzhai Primary School in my hometown, a grocery store, and many trees on the roadside. They are like soldiers standing guard for the villagers. No matter the wind or sun, thunder or rain, they They will stick to their posts and never leave even half a step.
In recent years, my hometown has changed a lot. The uneven gravel roads have turned into flat cement roads. There used to be few cars on the road, but now there are more cars on the road, including cars, bicycles, electric vehicles, motorcycles, tractors... So the road is wider, and naturally there are more cars.
My hometown doesn’t have many ancient places of interest, but there are countless beautiful places here. There is a bridge on my way home. There are two vegetable gardens on both sides of the bridge. There are many vegetables in the vegetable gardens. When I go home, I will pass by a small river. The water of the small river is warm in winter and cool in summer. Women are doing household chores and washing clothes by the small river, and children are playing in the small river.
The four seasons in my hometown are also different. Spring is the season when all things revive, and Xiaocaoer can’t wait to embrace the embrace of Mother Earth; Sister Willow wakes up from her sleep, and fills her long hair with green hairpins; Sister Flower puts on her beautiful colorful dress and dances. There was a cheerful dance... In summer, the sun shines so brightly that the cicadas squeak and the puppies stick out their tongues and can't sleep; autumn is the harvest season, and there are busy figures everywhere, and everyone is busy with the harvest. , although busy, but happy; when it snows in winter, it is the child in the sky who paints with a brush. He paints the sky, the ground, the mountains, the flowing water, the small bridges, the people...
If you are greedy, you can come to my hometown at any time, where you can see green rapeseed and yellow vines of rapeseed flowers on the beautiful rural road. I can also be your tour guide! My hometown composition for the third grade of junior high school 2
I have been away from my hometown for a long time. I heard that things have changed a lot there. The peach blossoms that used to be all over the mountains and fields were ruthlessly slaughtered; the crystal clear ponds that used to be ruthlessly painted; the mountains that used to be endless were brutally suppressed.
In my memory, when spring comes, all flowers bloom, and the peach blossoms seem to wake up, taking deep breaths and exhaling the intoxicating fragrance of the mountains. Peach blossoms all over the mountains and plains danced in the wind, scattering petals all over the mountain, dyeing the hill red. In the middle, bees are running happily, full of spring vitality. Soon after, Lotus began to wake up and looked around cautiously. At this time it was time to catch fish, so we invited a few friends to jump into the pond and fight silently for our game. The sound of water, screams, laughter. The pond became lively. The cicadas on the willow tree by the pool shouted "Summer is here" one after another.
The most beautiful thing about my hometown is not the pond, but the endless mountains, the amusement park for us wild children. There are open flat areas on the mountains for us to run; there are many wild fruits on the mountains for us to steal; and there are many hays on the mountains for us to set fire to. There are cool winds, cool water, delicious fruits, and countless fun on the mountains.
We often run in the bamboo forest, holding a wooden "sword" and letting the bamboo leaves rotate around our bodies in the wind, especially like a peerless master. At that time, I was obsessed with the peerless swordsmen in martial arts. With a sword in my hand, I was invincible. We were so excited that we rushed into the bamboo forest in the back mountain to look for the sword master. In the end, we were almost bitten by a snake, so we had to run away in despair to steal some wild vegetables to make our own delicacies.
After returning home, I climbed up to the roof and looked at the peaceful countryside shrouded in dusk, which made me feel extremely soft in my heart. Immerse yourself in this peaceful scenery and fall asleep quietly. The moonlight shines on the roof, so white and so gentle. The stars kept blinking in the sky.
The development of science and technology has destroyed this place. Mountains have been flattened, ponds have been buried, bamboo forests have been cut down, industrial gases have polluted the sky, the stars have closed their eyes, and the moonlight has turned gray.
Obliterate my amusement park, obliterate my "peerless swordsman", obliterate my "game", obliterate my hometown "moonlight", disappear that peace, disappear that memory, disappear together with There is my partner. My hometown will be richer and one day I will forget my precious childhood, but not now! My hometown, junior high school composition 3
Located at the foot of the Yanshan Mountains in the northeast of Beijing, it is a paradise in the suburbs of Beijing. The mountains there are verdant; the water there is pure and sweet. Yes, that's Miyun, my hometown.
As long as we talk about Miyun, we will mention the Miyun Reservoir, which is called "Mi Water". Having grown up in Miyun since I was a child, I have a particularly close feeling for Miyun Reservoir. I heard from my mother that the reservoir covers an area of ??336,000 acres, and the deepest water in the reservoir is more than 60 meters. It is the main source of water for Beijing’s citizens and industries. The average summer temperature in the reservoir area is 3°C lower than that of the urban area, making it a summer resort.
The reservoir has two main dams and five auxiliary dams. The dam is 960 meters long and 66 meters high. The water in the reservoir is like a big mirror. Cars and people are driving along the shore, and their shadows are reflected in the water, giving people a mysterious feeling. The endless reservoir, coupled with the hazy fog, is like a fairyland.
The reservoir is full of vitality in spring. Groups of wild geese fly back from the south. The grass emerges from the ground, the peach blossoms blush with smiles, and the leaves sway with green braids. There was a rustling sound in the forest, as if the spring rain girl was playing music in the green bushes. The ice on the lake has melted, and the aquatic plants at the bottom have sprouted and are floating freely in the water. The small fish and shrimps that have been sleeping all winter have awakened, and there are groups of wild ducks swimming on the water. It is really a charming picture.
Miyun Reservoir is even more beautiful in summer. Standing on the main dam, although the reservoir is not the most open, it still gives people a feeling of openness. A vast basin of clear water, where the sky and water meet, dotted with green islands, makes you feel like you are in the Qiandao Lake in the South.
In the reservoir in autumn, white clouds floated in the blue sky, and the full autumn water was clear and translucent, sparkling under the sunlight. Walking into the woods next to the reservoir, we saw maple trees like fire, one bush golden, one bush fiery red, with fallen leaves flying like beautiful butterflies dancing, paving the path into a golden carpet, and the gentle autumn wind blew us away Very cool.
In winter, the water in the reservoir is covered with thick, white ice. When the sun comes out, a lot of water vapor comes out, like fog. It will be even more beautiful if it snows heavily, and the vast expanse of white between the sky and the earth is like a fairyland.
This is my beautiful hometown. A piece of unpolluted water, it carries a very difficult task. I want to protect the environment here and make my hometown better! My Hometown Grade 3 Composition 4
Spring is the most beautiful side of the orange tree girl.
On the branches, green buds of all sizes are like newborn babies, looking curiously at the mysterious world. The orange tree sings with the wind, and the star-like buds are like pearls inlaid on the orange tree. , sparkling.
Summer is the most passionate side of the Orange Tree girl.
In the deep green leaves of the orange tree, small buds are like pearls and jade beans, hanging among the leaves, looking particularly beautiful. When the flowers bloom, ah, this is so beautiful! The elegant and exquisite little white flowers were crowded together, seeming to be telling interesting stories, making me stop and stare. The wind blows, and the rich fragrance floats like smoke, making people intoxicated. Soon, the flowers withered, and what awaited them were emerald-like oranges. Unfortunately, they couldn't be eaten because they were sour, but this little green creature gave the orange tree girl a bit of vitality.
Autumn is the most brilliant side of the orange tree girl.
The orange tree girl dressed herself up very beautifully, and she hung golden fruits-oranges. From a distance, it looks like small lanterns lighting up people's way forward, like stars decorating autumn. Closing my eyes, I seemed to see people's happy smiling faces. Yes, the harvest season is here, can people be unhappy? I peeled off the orange peel to reveal the juicy pulp, broke off a piece, and couldn't wait to put it into my mouth. My mouth was immediately filled with the aroma of oranges, and the taste of orange juice lingered in my mouth for a long time. Let me tell you, orange flesh can be tasted by people, orange shreds can help people digest, orange peel can be seasoned, and can also be used as medicine. People have to say that the whole body of orange is a treasure.
Winter is the loneliest side of the Orange Tree girl.
In winter, the orange tree has empty hands, but she still stands upright, watching the children go to school, facing the wind and snow, giving branches to people to make fires for warmth, what a selfless and dedicated orange tree!
I appreciate orange trees, and I appreciate people with the qualities of orange trees. She was born in my hometown, took root in Xinshao, and taught us the principles of life. Friends, after listening to my introduction, what do you think? My hometown composition for the third grade of junior high school 5
Every year at this time, it is the harvest season of bayberry. Large and small baskets of red and black bayberry can be seen everywhere on the streets, which are very beautiful and charming.
On the weekend, my father, aunts and I came to Yangmei Mountain where we live. At the bottom of the mountain, fruit farmers were carrying loads of red and shiny bayberries with the joy of harvest, and returned down the mountain loaded with loads. Looking at the ripe bayberries in the basket, and thinking of the sour and sweet taste of the bayberries, I am salivating and want to jump up to the mountain and eat the bayberries. I couldn't wait to run up the mountain.
After walking through a muddy mountain road and climbing to the bayberry forest, everyone was sweating profusely, but their interest in picking bayberries was not washed away by the sweat all over their bodies. We each took a basket and started our work picking bayberries. Carrying a basket, I first took a rough look at which bayberry tree had the most purple bayberries, because the purpler the bayberries, the sweeter and more delicious they are. I spotted a red bayberry tree diagonally above me. The red bayberries on the tree were so red that they were purple, black, and shiny. They were all huge, which made me salivate. I saw the red bayberry faces, hanging on the tree and smiling at me one by one, like a little girl who loves to laugh. They seemed to be saying: "Pick me, I am the sweetest!" No matter what, I He pounced on them, picked them one by one, and ate them hungrily. Well, that taste is incomparable! At a glance, there are bayberry trees (neatly lined up, criss-crossing, like a huge green battle formation). The tall green trees are covered with purple and reddish bayberry fruits, like Red pearls hung on the branches, and the green leaves set off the fruits. They were so beautiful that I wanted to stuff a handful into my mouth right away.
When Dad saw everyone praising them, he also introduced the bayberry with great interest: "The bayberry is also called Longqing and Zhuhong because it is shaped like a water poplar and tastes like a plum, so it is called bayberry. There are also green bayberries in the Floating Palace. It is known as the "polluting fruit" and is one of my country's specialty fruits. According to the "Compendium of Materia Medica", bayberry can eliminate phlegm, relieve vomiting and digestion, promote fluid production and quench thirst, harmonize the five internal organs, cleanse the stomach, relieve dysentery and headaches. The temperature in the floating palace is superior and the geography is unique, so the sour and sweet floating palace bayberry is created..."
In the midst of laughter and laughter, we reminisced about the delicious bayberry while reminiscing about it. Arrive at home... My hometown. Composition 6 for the third grade of junior high school
Where is your hometown? Some people may still be in their hometown, while some people are far away from their hometown. Everyone has their own understanding of hometown. And I am always a little confused about my hometown. Old people often say that fallen leaves return to their roots. Even in death, I still think of my hometown. But the little me is not so persistent. My hometown is a beautiful foggy city, a warm mountain city, and is praised by many people...
My hometown is either big or small. It is a beautiful town with beautiful scenery. There are beautiful things about people. I like the people and things here, and I also like the weather. I also fell in love with the asphalt roads and manhole covers here. I like everything in my hometown.
Mr. Guo Jing from my hometown has worked hard in Shenzhen for many years to start a successful business, but he has always cared about his hometown. In 10 years, he donated more than 17 million yuan to transform the original dilapidated Neihu Town into a new one. Pi Primary School was rebuilt into Sanpi Guojing School with a nine-year system. Mr. Guo Jing’s kind deeds without asking for anything in return have been highly praised by all walks of life. In the first quarter of 20xx, Mr. Guo Jing was rated as a "good person who helps others" by the Guangdong Provincial Civilization Office. This is an honor that is not easy to get. His dedication without asking for anything in return is worth learning from.
His kind deeds have enabled many people to read books!
Hometown is the sustenance of our souls and the aspiration of our hearts. Some people say that hometown is very small, and there are only a few roads to walk around. Some people say that hometown is very big, and there is no trace of it even after walking for so many years. When we met him, we knew that hometown is beautiful, but it is also out of reach, because now people always move to big cities for work, so hometown is out of reach. For children, hometown is a place they want to leave. We have stayed in this place for too long, but our hometown is definitely something we will miss when we grow up!
In our hometown, Mr. Guo Jing is the person I respect the most. Although we are all small in the vast sea of ??people, Mr. Guo Jing shines! He has done many good deeds, although they are small, they are great!
There are beautiful people and beautiful things in my hometown! My hometown essay for the third grade of junior high school 7
My hometown has no high-rise buildings, no luxurious and decent supermarkets, and no luxury cars running on the road, but there is fresh air, tall trees, and beautiful wild flowers. , green fields...
In spring, everything revives. Walking out of the house and walking on the muddy path, the fresh air is mixed with the fragrance of flowers and the faint fragrance of grass, which is refreshing and makes people feel particularly comfortable. The wild flowers on both sides of the path have just taken a bath, and their colors appear more delicate and lovely. Xiaocao also stuck his head out and looked around, stretching his tender limbs, seemingly wanting to embrace this new world. Spring is the season of the year, and people are not idle either. They are all busy for the next year...
In summer, the sun is shining brightly, the trees are shady, and the green fields cover the earth. A bright green dress. The breeze blows and the crops sway like waves. As the sun sets, animals will sing loudly. Grasshoppers are playing the piano, cicadas are singing songs, frogs are busy accompaniment, and fireflies are also using their own light to illuminate the stage. These sweet sounds were passed to the water, to the ears of the little fish, to the ears of the birds on the branches, to my ears when I was about to fall asleep...
Autumn is full of fruits. The earth in my hometown is covered with a golden coat, gorgeous and rich, showing the true colors of autumn. When the autumn wind blows, the golden rice fields sway with the wind, dancing their own dance. The grass next to it also invited the wild flowers to dance together like a gentleman. The combination of "golden" and "dark green", plus the embellishment of a few flowers, is simply a very beautiful picture. The big tree seems to have lost its former vitality, but it does not forget to leave beautiful things to people. The autumn wind blows again and again, like a magician, turning the leaves into golden color, driving them to fly all over the sky, flying around like butterflies, and finally letting the leaves fall to the ground, turning them into soil, giving birth to new life.
In winter, it is covered in silver. Sister Dong led Xuehua to my hometown. It floated to the willow branch and put countless silver earrings and silver necklaces on the willow tree. The willow tree girl was very proud and danced happily. The snowflakes floated to the poplar trees again. The tall and strong poplar tree had grown for countless years, but the majesty and harshness of winter made it even more upright and tenacious. The houses on both sides of the street have been dressed in pure white, and everything is white, and the silver decoration is particularly enchanting...
My hometown is the most beautiful place in the world, and the four seasons in my hometown make me Intoxicated, I will never forget it. My hometown is a beautiful, ancient and civilized place.
My hometown is a beautiful, ancient and civilized place.
My hometown is Laizhou, where there are beautiful mountains and clear waters. I like Maojia Village, my grandfather and grandmother lived there.
Maojia Village is a very stylish small village. To the west of the village is a small river, and on the other side of the river is another village. The other three sides are flat crop fields, and a wide road leads to the outside of the village to the east. On both sides of the village road are straight poplar trees and various small flowers. Most of the houses in the village are bungalows, neatly arranged in rows facing north and south, and a locust or elm tree is planted in front of each house. When you open the door and go in, you will first see a small tent, about a few square meters. Facing the door is a beautiful wall - the screen wall. Turning a corner, we came to the courtyard. To the north of the yard is the main house. The house also has many features. Some people have removed the wall of the outer corridor and replaced it with steel shelves and glass windows, which provide ample light.
My grandpa likes flowers and plants very much, and most of the yard is filled with various plants. When I was a child, my grandpa would often hold me in his arms, pick off various flowers, and play with me in his hands.
There are too many flowers to count in one yard.
There are many interesting things in my hometown. The beds in my hometown are not like those in the south. They are called "Kang" and they are so high. When I went back to my grandpa's house last year, I couldn't even get up easily. In the past, when I couldn't climb up, I would run to the opposite side, then run over, and jump up all at once. There was a "boom" sound, and I went up, but my little knees were so painful. Later, I thought of a good idea. I took a small bench and stepped on it. I put my hands on it and raised my legs to go up.
Whenever she learned that we were back, my aunt came all the way from Yantai. At this time, I had a lot of fun. I called my cousins ??Qingqing and Zhibin, as well as my brother Da Zao, to play hide and seek. As time went by, we found a "good place" - the cabinet under the Westinghouse bed. Every time there is always someone hiding inside, seeking cover under the quilt inside. We laugh out loud every time we get caught, it's the most fun for us. And behind the sofa, in the curtains next to the big fish tank... they are all our paradise.
To tell the story of my hometown, I can’t finish it in three days and three nights. I love my hometown. My hometown composition for the third grade of junior high school 9
My hometown is in Shaanxi. It is Shaanxi where mankind originated! A female snail created a human being, and Yan and Huang were born; this is Shaanxi with bricks from the Qin Dynasty and tiles from the Han Dynasty! The Qin Emperor unified the country, and the Han Dynasty expanded its territory; it is the Shaanxi of Tang poetry and Song poetry! Li Du's poems and Han Liu's articles; this is Shaanxi that advances with the times! Expo, cultural exchange, so I am proud to be a Shaanxi native.
Standing on the endless loess slopes, you will see that the swords and pens of those years are sharp and frustrated. On the high loess slopes, people sing and dance to their heart's content, and work hard at raking for generations. It is the high loess slopes that create the hard-working and simple character of Shaanxi people. Although you are not as prosperous as Beijing and Shanghai, the people who have lived in this land since childhood have long had special feelings for it. Looking up to see the sky is green, looking down to see the water yellow, their days are like the ups and downs of the loess, calm and quiet; their character is like the Yellow River, meandering, but always moving forward, always with a boost of momentum. Never give up. Yellow River, you raised me with your sweet milk! Loess Plateau, you tolerated me with your broad mind!
Shaanxi people are honest and hospitable. When guests come, they are eager to put out delicacies to entertain you. As soon as you walk in, you will see a room full of smiling faces and warmth, and a table full of steaming meals. There are countless beef and mutton steamed buns, soup dumplings, meat buns, pot helmets and cold skins, which are sure to satisfy your appetite. Every snack is like a pot of old soup from the market; every good dish is like the fragrance of a jar of loess. The endless singing of Qin Opera is also a major feature of Shaanxi. Shaanxi people sing Qin Opera regardless of time or place, and the sound they sing is like roaring and singing. This voice roared out the depth and weight of the land of Sanqin, and even more so the pride and enthusiasm of the people of Shaanxi!
Shaanxi also has many scenic spots. The majestic Terracotta Warriors and Horses exude the kingly spirit of Qin Shihuang; the Bell and Drum Towers, the Big Wild Goose Pagoda, and every scene have the color and blood of the ancient capital, which are the first memories and portraits of the vastness of the five thousand years of Chinese civilization; the Tanghua Qingchi Pool , Qujiang is the charm of China, describing the unyielding love and unyielding love. These are all interpreting the glory of the past and the brilliance of this life in our expectant eyes.
I love you, Shaanxi! Shaanxi is a place with outstanding people, a Shaanxi with abundant resources and abundant people, a Shaanxi with abundant resources and natural treasures! I believe that Shaanxi will definitely create greater glory in the new era! Shaanxi, I wish you the best! My hometown composition for the third grade of junior high school 10
"Facing the sea, the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming." My beautiful hometown is on the seaside. Every day, I listen to the sound of the waves and watch the passing seagulls. My hometown has given me the most beautiful scenery.
There are many charming places in my hometown, but my favorite is still the shoal. When the tide comes, the lowland is filled with water. When the tide goes out, the small swimming fish remain in the shoal. He became my childhood friend. When school was over, I would beg my elders to take me to play in this shallow beach on the beach. I would carry my small fishing net and a leather bucket in my hand. My greatest pleasure at that time was to go to these small puddles. Go net fish.
Sometimes it is under the leadership of my father, sometimes it is under the leadership of my mother, and sometimes it is accompanied by my brothers and sisters. Fishing games have always been the happiest way to play in my childhood. Many times when it gets dark and the stars in the sky come out, I haven’t had all the fun yet.
At this time, although I was always looking for reasons not to go back, the people who accompanied me always found various ways to take me back. The simplest among them is probably my father. No matter how I say that I want to play for a while, my father is indifferent. Unlike others who want to think of ways to coax me, my father does not say a word and looks at me. He came closer, picked me up, and carried me home.
Now that I think back to that childhood time, I feel warmth everywhere. The sea in my hometown is the most beautiful scenery in my heart. In different seasons, the sea has different scenes. Sometimes the sea in my hometown is flat and waveless, quiet and timid; sometimes the sea is turbulent, with lightning and thunder, and it has a breathtaking momentum amidst the rolling waves; sometimes the sea is bright and shining, Lingling. The waves reflected on the sea surface and then entered our sight.
My beautiful hometown, every scene in my memory is so charming. Now as my studies increase, I have less time to explore around my hometown to find the things that amazed me when I was a child. those beautiful views. My beautiful hometown, I hope you will never change.