Night, quiet, a round of bright moon hanging in the sky, looks so bright, strangled (bright). I lie in bed, looking up at the deep blue night sky, doubly think of my dear hometown, 20 years later, how is the hometown? I pondered, unknowingly entered a sweet dream.
Twenty years later, I graduated from Harvard University's School of Economics and Management, and went on to earn a master's degree and a doctorate. After graduation, I worked hard for many years and became the president of a company. But I couldn't forget that the soil and water of my hometown had nurtured me, and I couldn't forget that the people of my hometown had pinned their hopes on me, so I took an airplane and went back to my hometown, which I had missed for a long time.
The car traveling along the highway, I sat in the car, through the window to look out. Just see the road on both sides of the skyscrapers such as the rain sprung up, tall buildings staggered, different forms, some towering into the clouds, some small and exquisite, some colorful, some simple and elegant.
Huh, what is that? Many pieces of colorful bricks surrounded by a few large circles, the circle is surrounded by fluttering ribbons, hot air balloons, the roof is also a variety of, there are triangular, octagonal, conical." What is this place ah?" I asked the driver curiously, the driver said: "That is a new generation of children's amusement park, not inferior to Disneyland Oh!"" What? Is this my hometown?" I couldn't believe my eyes. My hometown has changed. It's changed dramatically. The old bungalows or several-story houses in my hometown have been replaced by skyscrapers, and the paths paved with stones have been turned into highways...
Unconsciously I returned home, my family warmly greeted me, my kind parents are old, but they are still so young in my heart.
I ate at home and went to my school, because today is the day of my school's celebration and the day of our class party.
I went to my elementary school and saw a palace-like building in front of my eyes. I inserted a pre-prepared magnet into the door of the campus and the door opened. I walked inside, along the cobblestone path to the campus under the wisteria, sitting on a stone chair to rest. I looked around, not far from a large fountain, sprayed out of the water column up to 10 meters high, water droplets splashing. The campus is full of flowers, green grass, so that the heart is relaxed and relaxed.
At this time I woke up, look out the window, a round of red sun is rising vigorously, I believe that my hometown ---- will also be like the red sun rising as the continuous development and progress.
2. how to write an essay about hometown1, hometown of the birch forest Childhood memories, with the passage of time gradually far away, but so far let my soul is the hometown of the birch forest.
My hometown, called Birch Forest, she is at the foot of the Xiaoxingan Mountains, in the village east and west of the village each has a natural mixed forest of about one hectare, to the majority of birch trees, she is the characteristics of the hometown, and may be so named. In the deep well of my memory, these two pieces of birch forest, is the paradise of childhood.
The children of the village east and west of the village are naturally divided into two groups, the village east of the self-proclaimed "East Woods Army", the village west of the self-proclaimed "West Woods Army", in order to be located in the east and west of the forest for their own "base". They took the east and west forests as their "bases". The two armies often launched a "war", after the war, sometimes "enemy into a friend", and sometimes also made a "grudge".
Hours, followed by those big children's buttocks, is their "heel", acting as their "little soldier". When I grew up, I also learned from the big kids, and also led a bunch of "small soldiers", when the "commander".
The most unforgettable thing for me is that every year "June 1", the school has to organize a field game activities, in the birch forest to engage in "treasure hunt" game. Beforehand, the teacher in the birch forest to write a "treasure" of the note were bolted to the branch or bet in the tree.
Then let the students into the forest to look for, every time someone to find the "treasure", that happy to express.
In fact, what brings us joy is not only these, but also our intimacy with the forest and nature. This small birch forest, decorated with my childhood dreams, teenage fun, rich in childhood naughty and mischievous child heart.
This small birch forest, colorful hometown spring, summer, autumn and winter colors. In spring, the dormant winter birch tree, quietly arching out buds cell, kissed the spring wind stretching tender green leaves, to the people working in the cultivated land issued a charming smile, to the hard people to bring new hope, the branches of the cuckoo bird to the labor of the people to send sound greetings.
In summer, the thick branches and leaves of the birch forest, like a parasol, laboring people into the shade of the trees to take a break, enjoy the coolness of the green shade, lying in the thick grass, sucking the fragrance of the grass. In the fall, when the thin light frost walks through the tips of the trees, birch leaves from green to yellow, she told people that the harvest season is here, people began the most busy, the happiest fall harvest season.
In winter, she up chest against the wind and snow cold, for people to keep the peace. With her, the hometown appears to be down-to-earth, harmonious and peaceful; with her, the hometown appears to be beautiful, charming and colorful.
One day, back to the hometown, the birch forest this beautiful landscape disappeared. Instead, there are houses and farmland.
I was very depressed and helpless. Since we human beings come out of the forest, the forest reproduces human beings, then human beings should cherish their own homes, cherish the forest.
Human beings are willing to destroy their own homes in order to survive, and to get this kind of survival, just like quenching the thirst of turtles. Maybe this little forest is not enough to affect the survival of mankind; maybe this little forest is not enough to affect the ecological harmony; maybe this little forest's economic value is far from dare not on the needs of industrial civilization ---- Lost this birch forest, although I can not extinguish the nostalgia of the hometown, it is more to increase my nostalgia for the birch forest, in the heart of the heart of the birch forest hidden in infinite fondness for the hometown of the earnest hope, the birch forest is always in my heart, and the hometown is always in my heart, and the hometown is always in my heart. The white birch forest will always be in my heart.
2, alone thinking of the hometown of willow day is indeed more slippery than the loach, did not come to hold, has entered the end of the year. The fingers count, there are always some indescribable emotions and in the fingers with time to slip far away.
It's the sentimentality mixed with excitement, it's the lingering but also the expectation betting on the new year's desire. Tonight, the moon is on the upper string, a little thin, just like a new sickle hanging in the distant sky, gently waved like smoke like fog of the clear light.
The palace in the jade palace, Dan Gui tree, the tree under the jade rabbit and wide-sleeved wind fairy at this time did not appear, probably already into the dream. Always the homeland is unforgettable, is an ancient plot.
North wind, South open soil, cloudy sky looking at the hometown; days in the water, the amount of eyes, no dependence on the broken heart. After a thousand years of waiting, you should be tired! In the distance, the quiet twinkling of the stars, but also did not disturb her beautiful dream.
I'm alone in the small building, let this cozy moonlight cleansing a curtain of thoughts, attached to the hometown of the sky and earth. Sitting quietly in the hanging basket on the sun deck, pouring half a cup of water wine, the wine is warm.
I turned off the lights in the whole house, not wanting the noise of the lights to break the peace of the moment. The pink curtains in front of the sun terrace window are open, let the watery moonlight shine in, mapping me with the hanging basket slowly swaying figure, at this moment my heart is not shocked.
Spring has a hundred flowers in the fall to look at the moon, summer has a cool breeze in winter to listen to the snow, the hands of the book, the cup of wine, the beauty of life intoxicated. The wind and the sun in the chewing leisurely, storms and rain when laughing proud of the darkness, sour and pain, happiness and well-being through the years of brewing, wandering in the depths of the soul, heavy.
Suddenly look back, found full of falling colorful, the original scenery all the way okay. The glass of the window blocked the cold wind outside, I do not feel the winter cold.
I was listening to a song, which flows in the rivers of my hometown. In the summer and fish swim together, winter and ice flowers grow together, has been the unfailing famous song, sung in every season of life.
If it will fade, the flag of life will follow the landing. The instigation of the bugs, the banter of the birds, the tune of that song, have not made a mistake.
The cold freezes off the leaves of the riverside willows, and the bare willow branches, clothed in the garments of the wind, roast the fire with song. When that song, once again warmed up the weather in his hometown, in the willow forest, at some point in the day, I will pick up a line of lyrics on the willow leaves, and then, eternally hidden into the soft undulating river of the heart.
That little bit of goose yellow, had bloomed overnight, in the pastoral child's innocent and mischievous smile.
Elegant warbler song, echoing the lilt of the gardenia; light swallow wings, cut out the brilliant spring light. Ah, hometown! The tired wanderer dream longs for: dots of goose yellow, thick green shade, drooping willow silk; warbler song twanging, folk song mellifluous, swallow wings light spirit.
Another pot of old wine, encouraging the hand of memory, plucking the strings of youth. After the humid rain, I had planted an acacia red bean, turned into a ting ting yu standing red sleeve.
The green willow of the hometown by the bridge of the river Naihe, accompanied by the red sleeve as light as the sadness, drink the wine that tears the heart and lungs, the taste of lovesickness is only on the eyebrow.
3. How to write an essay on hometownAbout 2350 words.
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Composition training
Hometown
[Composition questions]
As the saying goes, "Hometown is hard to leave", everyone has a deep attachment to their hometown. In the face of once lived or are living in the hometown, you must have a lot of words to say, please write an essay on the topic of "hometown".
Requirements: (1) sincere emotion, rich. (2) The word tree not less than 800 words.
[Topic Analysis]
"Hometown" this kind of topic essay focus should be on the hometown of the emotion should be natural, true, sincere, deep. Write a good composition of this kind should pay attention to the choice of distinctive features of the times and hometown characteristics of things (old acacia trees, small buildings, small ponds, hometown eaves, the old house corner of the smell of rice wine, Granny's Bridge, the old street, etc.), that is, the selection of the typicality, rather than keep a running tally. The intention should not only stay in the meeting of the hometown and nostalgia, but through the memories of the hometown and nostalgia triggered by the thinking about their own life, the development of the hometown, social development concerns, the interpretation of life in the world and enlightenment.
[Upgrading tips]
Article upgrading can be considered from the following aspects:
A. The intention to have personality traits, the breath of the times; to use a profound vision of the head of the country phenomenon to see the development of the hometown, issued their own deep understanding of the nature of things. Its article can not just stay in the memories of the hometown and fondness.
B. The idea can be reversed into a text, rebound pipa; plot can be ups and downs, peaks and turns; language can be fresh and natural, philosophical.
C. The presentation method should be mixed, narrative, discussion and lyricism should be combined; the structure of the idea should be clear, you can choose a certain scene or a certain emotion as a clue, the memory of the hometown and emotion strings together, to the feelings of the scene, to the feelings of the string of things.
D. Pay attention to the use of metaphors, pain, symbols and so on.
E. Deliberately design the flash point of the essay, mainly the beginning and the end.
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The moon is bright in the hometown
Hometown is a familiar and unfamiliar word to me. Familiar with it, because the loneliness of parting from it evokes my endless thoughts of it; rusty it, because of the memories of me actually can not find a reason not to miss it. （
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Perhaps I have already been integrated into the hometown, and can not be extricated from it, in the opening of the hometown of this scroll, I have been unable to as a simple appreciator to see (to penetrate) all her (to) perceive all her thoughts. Perhaps this is such as Su Shi in the "title Xilin wall" in the words "do not know the true face of Mount Lu, only to be in this mountain" it.
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However, the ideal person is always unconsciously and gradually divorced from their hometown. Thus, when thinking, what comes to mind is only a harbor, a few small trees or half a wall of moss. The hometown that encompasses everything has become a vague definition, as a synonym for the region of growth, and the happiness she brings us is forgotten and lost.
Some people say: hometown is scattered in the family book on the autumn; hometown is to return to the sentiments can not bear to leave; hometown is the side of the temples of the white hair. I say, hometown is a pool of Yanghua left broken; hometown is a round of gold sunflower please right spill leakage. Loneliness, she gave comfort; bitter, she gave care; down, she gave hope.
4. How to write an essay on the topic of "hometown"Hometown
Time is like a fast carriage, carrying me from a young and ignorant child to grow up to a good pioneer. At the same time also loaded and witnessed the footprints of the growth of the hometown, from a poor and backward small town, developed into a well-known agricultural county. Our specialties "free rice" also in the Haqqia Hui on the top of the list it! The king of rice "millet" and so on. If you come to my hometown - Bayan, will certainly be full of praise!
Don't look at my hometown area is small, but it is an ancient city with a long history. The east and west pagoda witnessed the vicissitudes of the ancient city and the great changes.
Once inside the city gates, the first thing that comes to mind is a newly paved asphalt road. The road can be really wide! Wide can be four cars traveling at the same time. Now, people no longer need to worry about the muddy roads on rainy days! Treading on the asphalt road I captured the footprints of the progress of my hometown.
Yes, I lived in my childhood is low and simple shantytowns are gone, replaced by a rising high-rise eye-catching stand this, there is a kind of "want to try with the sky than the high" look. Do in the tall buildings, I captured the footprints of the city's progress.
My favorite place is People's Square in Bayan County. The square is surrounded by flower beds, every summer the square has become a world of flowers. The square is placed in the south of a very large LCD TV, every dusk after the people are all smiling faces, have come to Guangzhang to eliminate the day's labor. Some twisted rice-planting songs, some dance, and leisurely walk. The children are not willing to give up. You catch up with me, running, jumping, can be very lively! The sound of vendors, the roar of gongs and drums, children's laughter, shouting mixed into one. In this world of lights and sea of people. I captured the footprints of the progress of my hometown.
Ah! Bayan, the place where I was born and raised, what can I do for you? The only thing I can do for you is to be full of enthusiasm, I sing for you, proud of you, I love you - Bayan!
5. Rewrite Lu Xun's "Hometown""Hometown" I braved the cold to return to my hometown, which is more than 2,000 miles away and has been away for more than 20 years. Under the pale yellow sky, far and near across a few depressed theme playground, without some vitality.
So my heart can't help but laugh at those RTHK investors' *** development strategy vision. This is not the hometown that I have been remembering for the past 20 years. The hometown I remember is not like this, the head of the village stock exchange crowded record of the village was once brilliant.
I remember the year I went to elementary school, the silly girl's ramen store first-quarter net revenue on the music of the village mayor of the village every family issued a pound of gold. Although my hometown is much better.
But I have to remember his beauty, say his good place to come, but there is no image, wooden words.
But if I were to remember his beauty, I would have no image, no words.
So I explained myself: the hometown is also so, God is a cloud. Although there is no progress, there may not be as I feel the cup, this is just my own mood change, because I this time back to his hometown, there is no good mood.
I came this time specifically to flat him. We have many years of gathering and living in the old house, even by the village of Li Xiaoming l use social means to force the low price of the sale to his brother-in-law, hand over the term of the house, only in the current year, so must rush to the first day of the first month before coming back to the ruthless flat him, but then when I know the name of Li Xiaoming's father, so I decided to say goodbye to the familiar old house, with tears far away from the familiar hometown, and take my mother to move to me in the The first time I saw this, I was able to get a good look at it and it was a very good look at it.
On the morning of the second day, I arrived at the door of my house.
There were a lot of salted fish and rotten eggs on the corrugated walls, and under the eaves of the house, the sunny day dolls and dried yams were shaking in the wind, which indicated that the owner of this old house was almost done with the New Year's goods.
A few houses of the original family have already mutinied and retreated, so it's very quiet. I arrived outside my own room, my mother has long welcomed out, then flew out eight-year-old nephew Hong Er, I smiled and said: "Hong Er, this year the family has happened how much I do not know ah, everyone is their own people, you see I bring you good food, firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy, vinegar, and tea, you do not want to eat ah or do you want to want to have a hug ah? Do you Du U Love Me?" My mother was very happy, but also hides a lot of bleak look, taught me to sit down, rest, drink tea, and do not talk about Honger this year's concert box office.
Honger has not seen me, far across the room standing just pose and sing. But we finally talked about Honger signing things.
I said I work that place village secretary has a way to sign a large theater, and sent a few pieces of Korean version of bright leather chaps, in addition to the home shall be all the swimsuits to the pawnshop when off, and then go to add. Mother also said yes, and we offended Li Gang his son Li Xiaoming in the local is not mixed, large appliances are not moved, moving companies and courier companies are not reliable, the furniture sold is not enough courier money, but some of the value of the flashlight and nose hair digging machine and so on to let the rag collectors pick away, just worry about installments can not afford to collect money to.
"You rest for a day or two, to visit the relatives Benjamin a time, we can flash." Mother said.
"Yes, mother a few years do not see you good fashion ah." "And Leaphorn, he always asks about you when he comes to my house, and would love to see you face to face.
I have informed him of the approximate date of your arrival at home, and he may be coming." At this time, my brain suddenly flashed a divine picture to: the deep blue sky hanging a round of golden full moon, the following is the sandy beach, are planted with endless turquoise watermelon, between which there is an eleven or twelve year old teenager, the head with a night vision device, the item hangs the PSP3000 line control, the hand pinch the undeciphered PSP in the game of Super Mario.
Also arrogant towards me flew up a foot, and I will be a twist, anti-from his crotch to escape. This teenager is Leapfrog.
When I met him, I was only in my teens, and now there will be thirty years; at that time, my father was still alive, and my family was also good, I was a rich second generation.
My family has only a busy month (we are here in the competition staff of three kinds: usually shoot movies and advertisements occasionally to engage in activities before getting together to race called the star team; the village of a group of better skills to get together to engage in amateur activities to make money called the club team; usually in addition to eating, sleeping and going to the toilet is the race race and then the race is called the national team) Busy, he said to his father, you can call his son Leonto to pull advertising sponsorships. He said to his father that he could ask his son, Leaping Earth, to sponsor the advertisements. My father allowed; I am also very happy, because I heard this name early leap earth, and know that he and I as if the age, leap month can not hold back the factory, long and special earthy, so his father called him leap earth.
Vaguely rumored to have heard that he was able to play PSP with his feet. I then looked forward to the start of the World Cup day after day, and when the tournament arrived, so did Leapfrog.
It was easy to get to a few days before the opening ceremony, and one day, my mother told me that Leapfrog had come, and I flew to see it. He was in the kitchen, purple round face, head wearing a small felt hat, mouth stuffed with a sauce pig's feet, neck set a titanium alloy PSP3000 cable control, from a distance look like antennae.
This can be seen his father loved him very much, actually buy him such a rare line control, is it a global *** version or specially customized?
We didn't know what we were talking about at the time, except that I remember Leap was very happy, saying that after going up to the city, he had seen a lot of handheld games that he hadn't seen before. On the second day, I asked him to play Real Soccer for PSP with his feet to show me.
He said: "This can not. It has to be snowy before it's good, because when you play PSP, your toes rub strongly against the buttons and you'll get sweaty feet, which will affect the image of my pure, fragrant, and handsome man.
By that time in the sand, it snowed, I personally swept out a hexagonal clearing to.
6. Ninth grade essay rewriting Lu Xun's "hometown" 800 wordsFifty years ago, a morning, a middle-aged man to his hometown where he lived half his life looked fondly at the last glance, embarked on the road of the backwoods.
That man was my grandfather. He got up extra early that day to see his familiar hometown again. He didn't like to hang around, but he made an exception and circled around the old Suian city. With his weathered hands, he touched the crumbling walls, and with his feet, which were used to walking on mountain roads, he stepped on the streets and alleys paved with green stone slabs. He really wanted to seal every scene in front of him in his mind, even if it is a lock of cracks on the city wall, even if it is a flying bird in the sky, even if it is the crooked-necked old acacia tree at the entrance to the city ...... Everything that was so plain in the past is now so important to him.
Grandfather still left, he immigrated to Jiande, where he settled. With hard labor, the family gradually got better. But the face of Suian old town, in the grandfather's mind, always lingering. Every evening, after dinner, grandfather always sat on the threshold under the setting sun, looking in the direction of Suian Old Town, and turning out the appearance of Suian Old Town, which was sealed in the depths of his memory. It was as if he had returned to his hometown, seeing those old buildings again, seeing the pedestrians hurrying along the green stone-paved road, smelling the smell of various snacks in the stores on both sides of the road, and hearing the shouts of the hawkers. Whenever he thought of these, he smiled. But when he realized that everything around him was no longer the scenery of his hometown, he showed a sad expression every time. He really hoped that one day he could return to his hometown and see how it had changed. However, he ultimately failed to realize.
My father and I went back to Chunan to fulfill my grandfather's wish. The first time I saw this was when I was in the middle of a movie, and the second time I saw it was when I was in the middle of a movie. There are no more low-rise, old-fashioned tiled houses, replaced by rows and rows of buildings; there are no more roadside vendors, replaced by a bustling bazaar; there are no more man-powered unicycles, replaced by beautiful streamlined cars, motorcycles,......
It turns out that the ancient Sui'an is already asleep under the Thousand Islands Lake, and the young people it nurtures are not only the ones who have been in the world for a long time, but also those who have been in the world for the past few years. Between this landscape ......
The construction of the mountain city is still developing at a rapid pace, 50 years Chunan new look difficult to fit into a photo album, pick a few snippets of it! Father also said with emotion. This year's Qingming, my father and I will be a thousand island lake chronicle monument and the new tourist pier into the lens, the embodiment of this beauty to the grandfather's grave. The breeze blew, as if I saw my grandfather like thousands of travelers from the two counties of Chunsui, smiling for the prosperity of his homeland ......
Chun'an County, Zhejiang Province, Qiandao Lake Junior High School Junior High School: Yu Ruiyang
7. how to write an essay on re-entry to the hometownI sat in the car, looking at the scenery along the road, and realized suddenly that
I was sitting in the car, looking at the scenery along the road, and suddenly realized that my hometown has changed so much. Along the way, a light mist filled the car around, looking into the distance, a piece of gauze-like light clouds wrapped around the mountainside, just want to appear a kind of illusion, that kind of scenery, beautiful. Over one mountain after another, after five or six hours of car, finally reached the hometown.
Get out of the car, walking in the hometown of the road, a kind of affectionate feeling of welcome, took an electric tricycle, back to the uncle's home. The electric tricycle is still the original electric tricycle, has not changed at all. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get a good look at this, but I'm sure you're going to be able to get a good look at this, and I'm sure you're going to be able to get a good look at this.
The original home behind the rotten pond, has become a beautiful walking park. In the middle of the park, there is a round concave stage, every morning and afternoon, there are many old women to dance Tibetan dance; in the stage around, there are two long pavilions for people to cool off; through the stage, in the inside, is a transept of the pagoda, in the afternoon, there will be a lot of people to come here to turn three times, to protect the peace; through the park, to the left, you will see a lot of big trees, these big trees are all There are forty or fifty years of history, every day there will be a lot of people come here to walk, in the shade of the big trees to cool off, chatting, a good picture of harmony. Because my hometown belongs to a Tibetan autonomous county, so in the center of the park, the stage cut, inlaid with a Tibetan "Zaxi Dele", wishing people good luck. Because my hometown is a Tibetan autonomous county, so after I left my hometown, my hometown county retrofitting, a house outside, all mounted on the beautiful Tibetan decorations, everywhere is a hidden meaning of the scene, everywhere can feel the strong Tibetan atmosphere.
There are many unexpected changes in the hometown, hometown, a few years no see, you more wonderful. I believe that a few years later, I will return here, the flower traces of the Lambchop Job cut Xun Gong Devil you will be even more wonderful than now.
My hometown, the land that gave birth to me, I love you.
8. how to write an essay on hometown seeks an outline thanks TUTtwenty years later back to the hometown essay outline 2008-10-07 21:43 a. Guidance for the beginning of the article:
A. to homesickness of the beginning of the poem: such as "alone in a foreign land for the foreigner, every festive season doubly think of relatives." It's the mid-autumn festival of another year, and it's time to go home to see your hometown after twenty years away from home.
B. To hear by chance can cause homesickness song beginning: such as "and see the smoke rising, the twilight of the earth, want to ask gusts of smoke, where do you want to go ......."
C. To receive classmates or friends and relatives called for the beginning of the phone: such as "Hey, XXX, what are you busy with, it's been twenty years, come back soon. I'll pick you up at the airport, otherwise, you'll get lost, I'm afraid."
D. To receive an invitation from a classmate or to open a company or move to a new home, start with an email; e.g., "Chop-top (nickname), my new company cuts the ribbon on June 6, come back to support the scene oh. Remember, Chop Chop." Looking at the e-mail, I thought a lot,......
Second, the guide to write a good hometown changes
The second paragraph (marvel): "Wow, Ninghai, a new look, simply make me unexpected! Is this the hometown I imagined? What a surprise!" I muttered to myself while wondering! Looking at the colorful city in front of me, it is really amazing ...... (buildings, roads, streets, flower beds, etc.)
The third paragraph (memories): I can't help but remember my hometown in the past: ......
The fourth paragraph (see and hear): these twenty years, parents become almost unrecognizable to me. Looking at this thriving scene, I can not help but smile. I walked into the neighborhood ......; further ahead, I saw a crystal clear stream ...... and classmates meet the scene
Fifth paragraph (praise): I really can not imagine in this short 20 years, the hometown has undergone radical changes, I I believe that in the next 20 years, the hometown will change even more.
9. How to write a beautiful hometown essayMy home is in Pengzhong Township, which is a lovely place with beautiful scenery and extraordinarily fresh air.
Especially the park in front of our school. In spring, the grass pokes out its tender green head from the embrace of mother earth.
Blown by the wind, they look like drunken lads. Next to the grass, there are many flowers: jasmine, chrysanthemums, nightshade and so on.
The most beautiful of all is the nightshade. The leaves of the nightshade are bright green, the shape is like a peach, do not look carefully, I thought the leaves have broken holes! Nightshade just grew out of the flower buds, look like a small peanut, very cute! The yellow flowers gradually unfolded smile.
The wind girl with her light sleeve flicked, the nightshade swinging soft body, dancing with the wind, is so beautiful, is so natural! Summer, the leaves are green, the leaves grow densely, as far as the eye, as if a big green umbrella. Take the "umbrella" in the *** hot sun to stand up for us to shade.
Some of the children are playing chess below, some chasing and playing underneath ...... If it rains, they can protect us from the wind and rain, like a warrior to protect the whole park. In the fall, the leaves turn yellow.
Blown by the wind, as if a yellow butterfly fluttering in the air. Some of them fall into the river and turn into boats; some of them fall into the grass, which looks like a golden carpet from afar.
Many flowers withered, only the chrysanthemum bloomed so rotten. In winter, the jade tree branches hanging upside down on the water's edge become a world of powder and jade.
The river is quiet, as if it is also hibernating. The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the river! Don't wake them up ___ I hope they have a good dream! The park in my hometown has a beautiful view all year round, please come to my hometown park sometime.