The topic composition about hometown 1 is lush and indispensable; Let a hundred flowers blossom and be indispensable-my hometown. Although it has no mighty Yellow River or crystal clear Lijiang River; Although it does not have the majestic Mount Tai or the fragrant Xiangshan with red leaves, it has a simple and unique beauty.
Speaking of my hometown, although it is not a famous town, it also has charming scenery.
In my hometown in spring, I wear colorful clothes. Look! The branches have slightly exposed some cyan, strings of azaleas are colorful, and chirping birds can be heard outside the window. It's birds singing the songs of spring! After a period of rain, everything in my hometown is brilliant and beautiful. Under the sunshine, the stream in my hometown looks clearer, with blue waves and golden light. My hometown in spring is full of vigor and vitality.
My hometown in summer is covered with lush and light summer clothes. In the morning, bees are busy collecting honey. In the afternoon, cicada singing in the trees. In the evening, crickets sing on the grass. There is a pond in my hometown. Lotus flowers are in full bloom and dragonflies are flying all over the sky. Xiao He has just exposed its sharp corner, and dragonflies have long stood on it. Children in my hometown have a good time in the lotus pond: swimming, fishing, catching shrimps and picking lotus roots.
Autumn hometown, wearing a golden red solemn evening dress. The fields in my hometown are full of golden fruits. The leaves on both sides of the street rustled. Autumn in my hometown is the season of maturity, harvest, enrichment and sowing.
Winter in my hometown is beautiful, but there is no elegant scenery with snowflakes flying and no magnificent scenery with heavy snow everywhere. Only exquisite rivers and ancient bridges decorate my hometown.
Spring ushered in summer, summer ushered in autumn, autumn ushered in winter, winter ushered in spring, the four seasons in my hometown are changing, but his position in my heart will never change, he will always be the first, because I love the four seasons in my hometown and love my hometown.
This is my hometown-Jiangmen.
I love my hometown. This is a beautiful and rich place. It has everything delicious, interesting and beautiful. This is Nantong, a sacred place.
Walking into my hometown, I can smell the fragrance of flowers and plants everywhere. Birds are singing in the trees, insects are playing in the forest, and dogs are playing happily. Free life makes us grow up healthily in the embrace of our motherland.
There are many specialties in my hometown, such as Xiting shortcake, peach-embedded sesame seed cake, Shigang Rufu, Rugao ham, blue printed cloth, clam, white cattail dry tea and so on.
Among them, Meretrix meretrix is recognized as "the freshest in the world" in the world. Mei, a poet in the Song Dynasty, once wrote the poem "Che Fu Le Gu, sent from Hailing County". The meat of Meretrix meretrix is very tender, nutritious and high in protein. Its shell is like a small fan with bright colors. It can be made into exquisite packaging boxes or exquisite handicrafts with clam oil, which is very attractive. Everyone has eaten shortbread, right? But do you know Xiting shortbread? Its original name is Long Fu White Cat Crisp, which began in Guangxu period of Qing Dynasty and has a history of 100 years. Because it is produced in Xiting Town, it is called Xiting Crisp.
Blue calico is a traditional printing and dyeing product in China. It was called medicinal patch in Song Dynasty and washed printed cloth in Ming Dynasty. Mainly produced in Nantong. Blue calico is mainly used to make clothes, quilts, pillowcases, etc. Its patterns are simple, beautiful and auspicious, with birds and animals, flowers and trees, myths and legends as the themes, such as: Five Blessingg held a birthday celebration, more than enough auspicious celebrations, lion rolling hydrangea, carp yue longmen and so on. Now there have been many handicrafts, such as printed blue cloth curtains, wall hangings, tablecloths, handbags and so on. In particular, the printed blue cloth fashion has outlined a beautiful landscape for Nantong.
This is my beautiful hometown, a rich place.
My hometown is in Xiangfan, which is a beautiful place. Surrounded by mountains, there are mountains and towers. What is intoxicating is the graceful Hanjiang River.
Whether it is calm or rough, there is not a moment when the Han River is not beautiful. Spring, summer, autumn and winter are still so beautiful all year round.
In spring, the water in the Han River is green. It seems that the newly sprouted flowers and trees around decorate the Han River. Willow trees by the river put wicker into the water. Isn't that the Han River combing its own hair? Swallows skim the river, and occasionally the tip of their tails touches the water, and they see ripples rippling around. Little frogs and small fish also join in the fun. The little fish jumped out of the water and seemed to dance with the little frog's song. The little frog croaked, like a hymn of the Hanjiang River in spring.
In summer, the burning sun bakes the river in this place, making it hot. At this time, the river is as calm as a big mirror, and you can see your beautiful figure standing by. If there are stones in it, the shadow will start to shake and slowly change from fuzzy to calm. At six or seven o'clock in the afternoon, the river is not calm. People are swimming and playing in the water. The river is full of songs and laughter. At eight o'clock in the evening, the river was calm again.
In autumn, the breeze blows across the river and ripples in circles, just like the Han River immediately becomes an old lady. Wrinkles remind me of a sentence, "Green water is carefree, but my face is wrinkled by the wind." The fallen leaves on the tree, like a butterfly just dancing, whirled into the water and suddenly became a boat, rowing to the east. In autumn, the sky is high and the clouds are light, the sky is blue, and the river becomes as blue as the sea.
In winter, everything is covered with silver, but the Han River is still flowing, and the snow disappears when it floats into the river.
I like the Han River. I like it all year round. Its seasons are always so beautiful. She is like a great mother feeding her children in Xiangfan.
My hometown is Hunan. Harmony in Hunan is a beautiful city, and everything in Hunan is beautiful. What is the most beautiful thing in Hunan? To tell the truth, the most beautiful thing is the morning in Hunan!
Early in the morning, the reddish sun shyly hid beside the warm pillow. But the streets are getting lively. The air in the morning is exceptionally fresh. In the spring morning, the flowers' excited smiles are covered with crystal dew. Are they tears? No, no,no. Of course not. This is an expensive flower tonic! The morning in spring is beautiful. I like to get up early and hide in my pillow while the sun is still long, so I sit next to the flower bed tiles. Enjoy this picturesque scenery with my bright eyes. Oh! Wrong. Better than painting! Is it? Don't you think the scenery made by Mother Earth is more beautiful than painting, is it really beautiful?
In the morning, the street is already very busy. If the street is compared to a burning kettle, people are compared to the water in the kettle. It can be said that there is such a lively scene when it is boiling. In the cool morning, there were various tones of bargaining in the food market; In the early morning, the sound of singing from a distant stream came; In the morning, birds are singing excitedly; There is also the sound of children playing happily; Do you know any other sounds? Of course, that's the sound of studying at school. In the morning, our memory is better than usual. At this time, we will remember what we have read. I have a good memory in the morning. Otherwise, how could the ancients say that "a year's plan lies in spring, and a day's plan lies in the morning"?
There are too many beautiful scenery and beautiful sounds in the morning in Hunan. If I tell you everything, I can't finish talking for a while. Come and see the morning in Hunan when you are free. It will be so beautiful that you will forget everything.
I love my hometown. But I love the beautiful morning in my hometown more. Because in the morning in my hometown, I packed a more beautiful scenery than a painting!
Topic 5: There are many beautiful scenery in our hometown. There are beautiful tea mountains, towering pine forests and growing forests here. But in my mind, the most beautiful scenery is not them, but the most common four seasons.
In spring, everything recovers and the flowers are red and green. Spring girl let the frozen stream flow; Let sleepy birds sing; Let the budding flowers bloom ... the lonely branches have been played by birds. There are a pair of thrushes here and a flock of sparrows there. It seems that there is a concert going on. The originally dead mountain has been accompanied by flowers. Look, here is a morning glory; Look, there is a cluster of azaleas. It's like a beauty contest!
With the departure of spring, summer has arrived. These trees are extremely lush. The original flower sea has become a world of grass, and the whole hometown is green. Every time after dinner, you will always see such a scene: several old people are sitting under a tree drinking tea while enjoying the cold, or children are playing games with cats and dogs on the grass. Whenever everyone falls asleep, at this time, there are often several spinning mothers singing beautiful songs on the branches, as if urging everyone to fall asleep quickly.
After summer, it is autumn. The whole hometown has become a golden ocean, with red maple trees, golden phoenix trees and golden rice fields. Teacher Qiu also brought many gifts to everyone! There are sweet apples, delicious pears, sweet and sour plums and delicious apricots ... which makes the farmer's uncle's face full of happy smiles.
With the departure of autumn, Winter Girl walked towards us with light steps. At this time, children are happy! They had a snowball fight, made a snowman and had a good time. At this time, it began to snow. Little snowflakes floated gracefully on the children's faces, but they didn't seem to feel cold.
Ah! I love my hometown, especially its four seasons.
My hometown is Zhenjiang, Jiangsu, a beautiful and rich land of fish and rice. Here, there are famous "three mountains" with beautiful scenery; There are cultural relics left over from dynasties and generations with a long history. Zhenjiang's specialty is the famous "three eccentrics": balsamic vinegar is not bad, meat is not a dish, and it is cooked in a noodle pot. What I want to introduce to you now is the "pot cover noodles" where the lid is boiled in a noodle pot.
It is said that this kind of pot cover noodles originated in the middle of Qing Dynasty and appeared when Emperor Qianlong went down to the south of the Yangtze River. If you don't know this legend, please listen to me in detail.
In the middle of the Qing Dynasty, Emperor Qianlong went to Jiangnan incognito six times, traveled all the way and enjoyed the beautiful scenery, and came to Jiang, a small town in the south of the Yangtze River. One noon, Emperor Qianlong felt hungry, so he went to a noodle restaurant and asked for a bowl of noodles. He waited a long time before the noodles were delivered. He tasted it and immediately felt different from what he usually ate in the palace: refreshing and not greasy. Besides, the noodles in the palace are oily and tasteless. After eating, he went to the kitchen and found a small lid floating in the pot! Qianlong was puzzled, so he asked the proprietress why there was a small lid in the pot. The proprietress discovered that she accidentally put the small camphor wood lid on the soup pot into the noodle pot by mistake. With this unintentional move, Zhenjiang's "pot cover noodles" were born. It turns out that this camphor wood pot cover can absorb the oil in the pot on the one hand, and give off the fragrance of camphor wood on the other hand, which is why this noodle is so delicious! Gan Long said: "Since there is a lid in the noodle pot, let's call this kind of noodles' pot cover noodles'!" Say that finish, then let a person take out Four Treasures of the Study, for this inscription. Later, Zhenjiang pot cover noodles became popular.
The above is the origin of Zhenjiang pot cover noodles. Want to know the history of the other two monsters, please come to Zhenjiang. I'll show you around the places of interest in Zhenjiang and introduce two other "freaks" to you in detail!
Topic about Hometown Composition 7 Early in the morning, I stood in the sun, stroking pieces of scattered gold. The sun rose high and seemed to stare at me silently. I know: passion is more than flame.
Looking from a distance, I stopped at that bleak little bungalow at a glance: in the fog, it was old and sad. Although the sun is on its shoulders, it can't cover up the trivial ruins, revealing the dark red tissue of the body, as if telling a bitter history. White couldn't help being lonely any longer. She held the tiles together and turned them into mud, which developed into a green landscape in the next spring. ..... don't! I remember: it's not like this! I remember when I was a child, I often hid under the lost corrugated wall, looked at the sky in the four corners, and smiled in a daze. That is, childhood friends always haunt the four corners of the room, counting: "one, two, three ... I'm coming for you!" You are the first, you are ... "We are playing in a corner, green mountains and green waters, relying on this firm body behind us. But now, time drives things away, decadent.
I wonder, what makes it so unbearable? Is it time? Oh, yes, it's time, and there was a big fire a few years ago. I still can't get over it.
I vaguely remember the full moon on the 15th, hanging in the night sky. Of course, it is not "a golden full moon hanging in the deep blue sky", nor is it "the sand by the sea" below. There are no watermelons, only us who are anxious. There was a fire in the distance, and the sounds of pots and pans staggered, and shouts, cries and cries for help were intertwined. The fiery red lights lit up half the sky in my hometown. That night, everything changed, as if it was not the forest that burned, but human feelings and love.
Now there are fewer people in my hometown, all of whom are rich and have gone to the city. At a loss, the green room is dotted with several broken foreign small buildings. In my memory, I like the Spring Festival best. It is always warm and happy, which eliminates the spiritual gap between people. Everything drifts away with the past, just like the spring wind, how to disperse the original flowers and drift around.
There is a golden full moon in the dark blue sky, and there is a quiet village below. The mountains are dim, and the warm breath always flies with the wind. I smell it-this is my beautiful hometown!
The topic of hometown composition 8 trees are shaded and grass is delicious; Jiaozi pie, refreshing; Neighbors come and go, smiling. Ask where this is, and so is my hometown.
Every village has a fairy. The fairy in my hometown is called Green. She is a symbol of vitality. In spring, flowers are colorful, colorful, trees don't give in, and they are all fighting for height. In summer, the wind blows through the Woods, causing cicadas to sing. Listen, they are still chirping. It's too noisy! ! Since it is full of vitality, autumn and winter are no exception. The vast Wan Li is full of green fields. In short, the scenery in spring, summer, autumn and winter is green.
If you want to ask about the delicious food in my hometown, it belongs to jiaozi and pie. I can't control my salivary glands when I think about them. When I bite it, the smell of oil lingers on the tip of my tongue and spreads, forcing you to take another bite. After eating, you will still feel unfinished. Of course, there are many delicious foods in my hometown, but I will introduce them here for the time being. Otherwise, I really wonder if I'm drooling in thousands of feet.
The most worthy of introduction are the people in our hometown. Neighbors, like relatives and friends, are not affectionate. In the evening, people from all households come out to enjoy the cool at home. From time to time, I see neighbors get together to talk about their families. They always talk about many topics, and sometimes I can cut in. As the saying goes, a distant relative is not as good as a close neighbor. Neighbors are like relatives here. Whenever that family is in trouble, our neighbors will not be idle to help him. Look, the whole village is very happy. How nice! !
This is my hometown. Do you like it? You must like it! Then remember to come. I will personally show you around and take you to eat a lot of delicious food.
My hometown is Xiaoshahe Village, Xinying Township, Xiji County, Guyuan City, Ningxia, where it is beautiful in spring, summer, autumn and winter.
In spring, the weather is getting warmer and warmer, the rivers in my hometown are thawing, and the mountains are singing "Hua Hua". From a distance, the whole village is covered with green clothes, the animals on the mountain are awake, and the earth is completely new! Farmers' uncles are busy again, digging holes, sowing seeds and fertilizing. As the saying goes, "A year's plan lies in spring", and they sow the seeds of hope.
In summer, the mountains are covered with lush green, dense Woods and flowers, which can be seen everywhere. Walking on the mountain path, breathing the fresh air, enjoying the beautiful scenery, picking the wild flowers on the roadside and listening to the chirping of crickets is really wonderful!
At this time, the farmer's uncle has started harvesting wheat, and the wind is beating the golden wheat waves. Although the farmer's uncle is wiping the sweat on his cheeks, it is difficult to hide their joy of harvest. ...
Autumn is a beautiful scene, all over the mountains are golden yellow, leaves fall like flying butterflies, and after a breeze, they are reluctant to dance in the air. Uncle farmer is busy digging potatoes again. Look! Those white fat potatoes are sunbathing in the fields and enjoying the autumn sunshine. From the cheerful expression of the farmer's uncle, we can know that this year is another bumper harvest year. Busy women began to sew cotton-padded clothes and shoes. Prepare to let your lovely children have a warm winter.
Unconsciously, winter came, although the branches on the mountain became bare, after a heavy snow, snow and them formed a beautiful scenery. How "blowing open the petals of ten thousand pear trees". Farmers' uncles, after a busy year, it's time to rest this season. They gathered around the hot stove and enjoyed the joy after harvest. Naughty children wear cotton-padded clothes and shoes sewn by themselves. Find a clearing and start skiing, snowball fights, making snowmen and making cakes. Don't underestimate the children of farmers. They have a rich imagination! They added a lot of poetry and painting to this season.
My hometown is like a harmonious picture, and I will always remember her. Ah! I love you! My hometown!
Topic composition about hometown 10 Baotou city, Inner Mongolia is located at the southern end of Inner Mongolia Plateau. Baotou originated from Mongolian language "Baoketu", which means "where there are deer", so it is also called "Lucheng". Baotou is a city with personal beauty, excellent quality and beautiful scenery. Today, Baotou is a beautiful garden city with wide and clean streets, high-rise buildings, trees and squares with different styles everywhere.
In 2005, Baotou was named "National Civilized City". My hometown Baotou has many beautiful tourist attractions, including the scenic Saihantala Park, which is the largest urban grassland in Asia. The rippling "Nanhai Wetland Park" is known as the "West Lake beyond the Great Wall"; The "Meiligeng Natural Scenic Area" with majestic and peculiar mountains and perilous surroundings; There is also the "Five Dangzhao", which is as famous as Potala Palace in Tibet and Ta 'er Temple in Qinghai, and so on. Among these places of interest, my favorite is Nanhai Wetland Park. Let me introduce my hometown, West Lake beyond the Great Wall-Nanhai Park. In the past, it used to be an ancient road of the Jiuqu Yellow River. After the river is diverted to the south, it forms water surface and beach grass, which is divided into water activity area and lakeside tourist area. In the south of the South China Sea, green hills are looming, surrounded by the Yellow River jade belt in the south, the lake is rippling, the lakeside water plants are rich, the seagulls soar in the sky and the scenery is unique.
The development zone combines the natural beauty and artificial beauty here, making it not only rough and bold, but also charming and aura of Jiangnan water town, enjoying the reputation of "West Lake beyond the Great Wall" and becoming one of the unique tourist attractions of Grassland Steel City. Traveling here can not only boating on the water, fishing in the lake, exploring the secluded places in the park, but also enjoying the pleasant scenery of the South China Sea. This is my hometown-beautiful Baotou, I love my hometown!
On the topic of hometown composition 1 1 Night came, quietly, quietly, and for a time, the earth was silent. The moon is curved like a golden boat, and the dark blue night sky is an endless ocean. The ship is moving slowly, and I wonder if the front is an unreachable fairyland. There are not many clouds, only a few scattered pieces, white and soft, like cotton clouds, which add a little warmth and gentleness to the cold night sky. The Milky Way is very dark, and what should attract people's attention is its thin water vapor. Listening to my ears, I can't hear any sound flowing quietly, so I guess it must not be very broad. I want to wake up the Cowherd and let him ride on him and cross the shallow river to see the Weaver Girl. But I dare not shout loudly, for fear of waking up the immortals on the shore, and even more afraid of disturbing the good dream of this night.
The sky is flowing spring, and the ground is snowy winter. Because of the snow, the trees in winter suddenly came alive. Crystal clear, just like the trunk made of ice sculpture and the branches made of crystal. Cold and noble, just like the osmanthus tree in front of Chang 'e, it is left to the world tonight. I stayed in my heart in amazement and didn't dare to speak loudly, for fear of accidentally disturbing Yushu and making it all over the floor with fragments.
At this time, the small village has also become a world of snow. White roof, flawless ground, no dust, whiteness and purity are the only themes here. Being in it is like really coming to a dream country. The children made two big snowmen in the snow, wearing straw hats and holding brooms, guarding their world. The mind is purified and the mind becomes naive and romantic. Looking at the shallow footprints on the ground, I can't help thinking: Who has been here? Is it a beautiful Snow White or a kind dwarf? On this dreamlike night, how happy it is for the prince and the princess to embrace each other under the Yushu tree! ...
Standing in the snow, my thoughts drifted into fairy tales. I really can't tell whether I am in reality or in a fairy tale. ...
What a dreamy world it is at night in this small village!
Topic composition about hometown 12 Spring is the season when everything grows. Spring is the season that many writers praise. Similarly, spring is my favorite season. Spring in my hometown is always the most beautiful in my heart.
Spring is coming. When I open the door, look, the ice and snow have melted! The sun shines on the ground, the wet ground emits soft golden light, and the breeze blows, bringing some fresh breath. I quickly looked up and breathed the breath of spring. The children went out again. They are sitting on the grass playing games. I shouted and ran after them to play. Hey! What are the colorful things in evergreen trees? When you look closer, it turns out to be a few budding flowers, emitting a faint fragrance. Kites in the sky are very realistic. Fish are swimming, rabbits are jumping, ponies are running, turtles are crawling and butterflies are dancing in the sky. Birds flew back from the south, attracted by the "animals" in the sky, and flew over to join in the fun. Ouch! How did the "little fish" fall and hang on the tree! We ran over and looked anxiously at the kite in the big tree. Miss Chun seems very considerate. Spring breeze can enliven the leaves and make them creak. The kite has fallen! We are very happy. We put the kite up again.
Standing on the bridge, holding the railing and looking down, I saw several boats teetering on the river. The river is unusually clear and the fish swim freely.
Grandparents were working in the fields, and I ran to help them. They were so happy that they touched my head and said with a smile, "Good! What a beautiful spring! It's sowing season again. Son, you should study hard, you know? " I smiled and nodded ... it rained heavily and densely, and the ground soon got wet. My mother pulled me carefully and told me not to tread on water, but I went to a place with a lot of water, and the water splashed and crackled. ...
"What flowers bloom in spring? What rains in spring? What winds blow in spring? ..... "Children are singing nursery rhymes in their mouths, making the spring in their hometown more lovely! I like spring in my hometown.
Topic composition about hometown 13 For a person who is used to living in a rural environment, someone who has spent autumn in a noisy city like me will always sigh from time to time: "It's better to be at home!" In the city, it is not as warm as I want in spring. Although autumn is cool, the sunshine there is still bright. There is no silky breeze in the city. Although it is cool in autumn, the breeze there is still turbid. There is no clean stream in the city that I want. Although the weather is cool in autumn, the river there is still dirty.
Still the spirit of hometown is good! Walking on mountain trails and farmland trails, although it is autumn, there are still fallen leaves on the trees. They are still green and breezy. They are so tenacious that they all seem to say, "I don't want to fall!" I don't want to fall! I want to play with Xifeng! " Look, slowly look down from Ye Er, grass, look at him, as green as Xiaoye, but still so lush! At sunset, the grass always meets the sunset glow, as if to say, "It's so warm! Sun, Sun, don't go! Blow bubbles with me! " These circles of sunset clouds seem to hold this field in their hands. Wow! Look how radiant they are!
Good morning, my hometown! Get up early, come to a clean stream, greedily take a breath of fresh air, and stretch yourself lazily with all your strength. Look! That stream, emitting a burst of fragrance, like fruit, like grass, ah, really charming! Touch her gently, cool, soft, soft, like a silk scarf, like frost. Although it is autumn, she is still very aware ... there are waves of breeze blowing in front of her from time to time. They are like marbles, bouncing, trembling, numb and intoxicated on my face. ...
As I walked on, I thought of the city and the countryside. I thought autumn must be like this, or, where is he still like this? Now I am still walking through the black forest of the chimney, and I want to visit the autumn that lingers in the distant years.
On the topic of hometown composition 14 My hometown is in the beautiful and rich Jianghan Plain, known as Jianli, Hubei, the land of plenty. Over the past 30 years of reform and opening up, earth-shaking changes have taken place in my hometown. In recent years, I have to go back to my hometown for the New Year with my parents every year. What I feel most is that the roads in my hometown have changed a lot every year.
According to my father, the roads in my hometown used to be dirt roads, winding and bumpy, dusty in sunny days and muddy in rainy days. I remember when I was still in kindergarten, and I was very naughty. Every time I go back to my hometown for the New Year, my mother always brings me a lot of clothes to change. I also want to buy a pair of deep rain boots from the city to prevent the dirt on the road from staining my clothes. Even so, when I got home, I was either Cinderella or a little clay figurine. At that time, it took several hours to walk more than ten kilometers from the city to the countryside. My father can only let my uncle carry new year's goods in the city. Seeing my uncle sweating, I thought, if only I could drive to the door like Beijing.
Really changed. When I went home last year, cement roads were built in the village, and rows of trees were planted on the roadside. Cars can always drive to the door, and the roads in the town are wide and flat. I also drew traffic signs, installed traffic lights, overpasses and turntables, and people came and went on the road. Very lively. The Suiyue Expressway under construction also passes through our hometown, and my uncle is still there. Once, Sanbo smiled and said to me, "Jianuo, now that the road is repaired, my uncle's place is almost the same as the city." I spent more than 200 thousand on this building. In the countryside, the air is good and the water is good. I eat eggs, fresh fish and pollution-free vegetables every day to ensure that you, a Beijing chick, are getting longer and more beautiful and will want to come again when you come. "
People often say that communication is an emotional bond, and I think the road is also an emotional bond. The road in my hometown is like a long ribbon, connecting towns and villages, harmony and prosperity, dreams and hopes.