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My hometown is in the countryside, where the scenery is beautiful and beautiful. Especially in autumn, nature is even more dazzling.
The smell of maturity pervades the garden, giving off an attractive fragrance. The harvest is in sight, and the cultivators are all smiling and beaming. Pears in Huang Chengcheng are shining with golden light and smiling in green. Green cabbage, a clump here and a clump there, is green and dripping, just like laying a green carpet on the garden. What is even more refreshing is to stand outside the garden and look at the garden: the garden is golden and occasionally dotted with a little green, which is particularly harmonious. The pleasing tree is covered with gold, a breeze blows, and yellow leaves dance like butterflies.
Walking in the garden, the whole garden is beautiful. You see, the yellow is elegant, the white is noble, and the purple is warm and deep, splashing and blooming in the autumn wind.
Of course, in autumn in my hometown, fog is the most charming and popular with children. Every morning, the world is misty, the mountains and seas are misty, and the mountains are undulating, just like Penglai Fairy Island, which is fascinating. Occasionally, a farmhouse will be exposed to the fog and smoke, and the smell of breakfast and the slightly meaningful morning fog constitute a harmonious and charming picture.
Whenever there is fog, the beautiful mountains and rivers in my hometown are integrated with the mirage in my heart. No matter what year and month, how far away and where I am, the hometown of autumn will always be hazy in my life.
Autumn in my hometown is also a windy world and a paradise for rain. Autumn morning, the breeze is singing. Pearl dew has arrived. Brought the coolness of autumn and absorbed the heat of summer; It brought snow-white clouds and erased the residual heat. The rain is the most unusual, as fine as an ox's hair, densely woven obliquely, and the needles are shining. How nice it is to say "sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things quietly" before the autumn rain in my hometown. There are always signs that the autumn wind will start first. Autumn rain fell silently on the ground. Autumn rain is harmonious. It took away the long drought in summer and brought the long-awaited wetness and coolness. I like autumn rain.
Autumn in my hometown! Whenever you come, the joy in my heart is always beyond words, which can only be summarized by a poem written by the great poet Du Fu, "However, I am frantically packing my books and poems".
I love my hometown, especially the intoxicating autumn in my hometown.
Enjoy 1:
Ji Lao carefully wrote down the memories of his hometown in his mind with delicate brushstrokes. There are no charming mountains, no passionate water, no ancient monuments, no fascinating myths and legends, only a deficit of love for hometown.
This paper lists many places I have been to, where the moonlit night is never as cool and pleasant as that in my hometown.
I didn't write too many memories, only remember the moonlight in my hometown, the moonlight shadow in the pond in front of my door, and the childlike interest under the moonlight. Comparing the quiet and peaceful atmosphere of hometown and countryside with the hustle and bustle of the city, and comparing the Langrun Garden of Peking University with a small village in the Luxi Plain, people can feel the deep affection that "sons don't think their mothers are ugly".
Appreciation 2:
The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!
I sat alone on the beach and looked up at the sky. The vast night sky is like a blue velvet curtain, setting off the bright moon and twinkling stars. The moon tonight is more round than usual, like a silver plate embedded in the sky. Long time no see, this full moon night.
I don't know who saw the moon for the first time, and I don't know when to take pictures of people this month. The moon has been a symbol of beauty for thousands of years. The poet Taibai once raised a glass to ask the bright moon, and the writer Dongpo once asked the sky about wine. For hundreds of millions of years, eternal dust can't erase her holiness, and eternal reincarnation can't change her face. In the hearts of Chinese children, the moon is reunion, peace and harmony. For a hundred years, the sound of invaders broke the perfection of the moon and defiled its sacredness. The raging fire in Yuanmingyuan, a note under the stone city and a gunshot by the Lugou Bridge robbed us of our home where we looked up at the bright moon, and let us wake up and deeply appreciate the beauty of our hometown! The moon is thousands of miles away, according to the biting tsunami; The rolling typhoon rolled the iron hoof of foreign invaders! If the moon is always round without hate, how can it not hate? In this fierce gunfire! How can you not hate the moon? In this ongoing war! How can you not hate the moon? When she watched her child kidnapped from her mother's arms, it was like the end of the world! The moon in my hometown is bright, and my heart ached, and I lost my beautiful face. From then on, I will never see the moonlit night again.
"The past never forgets the teacher of the future", which is the cowardice of the late master. The industrious and brave people of China have always been tenacious. In the face of the barbaric acts of the invaders, the humiliated Chinese sons and daughters stood up bravely! The moon shines on the front line, where there is the blood of the Eighth Route Army bravely killing the enemy; The moon shines in the rear, where there is food in front of the people's carts; The moon shines on the green tent, where there are vibrant guerrillas; The moon shines on Xibaipo, and the commander's lights are on all night ... All the people in China are soldiers, just to drive away the shameless invaders and let the moon in their hometown shine again!
Unique heroes drive tigers and leopards, no heroes are afraid of bears. The heroic sons and daughters of China drove away the invaders, but the long-lost children still failed to return to their mothers' arms. Who says the moon doesn't know how to leave and hates suffering? How many people pray to the moon that the day of reunion will come soon, and how many people remember the beauty of their hometown for the moon! Blood is thicker than water, so that mothers and children can deeply appreciate the beauty of the bright moon in their hometown and look forward to meeting again under the bright moon in their hometown one day. Month, unable to bear this heavy homesickness, she lost weight. But she firmly believes that mother and son will be reunited one day, and she is eagerly looking forward to it!
Mother's longing eyes have been burning for centuries, and finally she is looking forward to the warm spring season in bloom. A hundred years' dream is round, and a thousand years' month is brighter. After many years of separation, the mother and son reunited under the bright moon in their hometown, lamenting "how bright the moonlight at home is!" " !
Of the three children who left, two have been in their mother's arms, but their brother is still wandering outside. Have you been separated from your mother for too long and forgotten your way home, or have you been confused by the lights in a foreign land and forgotten the bright moon in your hometown? Do you know that your blood mother misses you, your brother calls you, and the bright moon in your hometown is waiting for you! The full moon is full of thoughts, and the thoughts are round, silently waiting for the news of the return of the last son and daughter! The sea rises and the moon rises, and it will stay here for a hundred years. I looked at the bright moon by the river, thinking about the present and the past, filled with emotion. The bright moon in my hometown was once a beautiful dream that haunted many people's hearts. Now, most dreams have come true. In Qian Qian, China, thousands of Chinese people are looking across the Taiwan Strait, hoping when the moon will be brighter and rounder.