During the holiday in Tomb-Sweeping Day, my parents and I went to the Sun Square to fly kites.
On the way, I found green willows growing out of willows, which reminded me of a poem: Jasper dressed as a tree, and thousands of strands of green silk tapestries hung down. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. Ah! Spring is coming.
In Sunshine Square, the grass has turned green, just like a green carpet. Several uncles and aunts are watering the grass, hoping it will grow fast and well. Many children are flying kites at the seaside. The blue sky is like a painting. The kite became the most beautiful pattern in this painting. It's like traveling in a picture world.
There are many musical fountains in Sun Square, and water columns come and go with the melody of music. The high water column is like a blooming white morning glory. How beautiful! People are playing under the fountain. We passed under the fountain with kites. Kites like fountains so much that they plunge into them.
We are leaving, and neither the blue sky nor the grass will let us go.
We passed the Galaxy Park on the way, so I thought I'd go in and have a look.
As soon as I entered the door, I saw many people watching fish. There are red, white and yellow fish swimming around the bottom of the water, and all the fish in the river swim to one place. It turned out that someone was feeding the fish, and I thought, fish is amazing. How did they know there was something delicious?
Moving on, the winter jasmine blooms with a bright yellow smile, and the reeds in the river grow green buds, green and green, like a green bridge. Peach and cherry trees on the roadside are about to bloom and burst when the flowers are full.
On the hillside, the tall magnolia trees are in full bloom, the white flowers are beautiful, and there is a faint fragrance. I also took a photo with Magnolia.
I don't want to go out of the park Spring in my hometown is so beautiful!
I love the cool summer, the silver winter, the colorful autumn and the blooming spring in my hometown.
The hometown in spring is a bright pearl embedded in the golden valley.
Winter has passed, the ice and snow are melting, and the intoxicating spring breeze is floating on the vast land. Ah! The peach blossoms are in bloom. Clusters, as if to tell people: spring is coming!
A spring breeze blows, and vibrant green grows on the earth. The grass nodded to the spring breeze and then danced. Willow shoots new branches, grows tender leaves, and hugs them one by one, as if they were inseparable companions, wearing harmonious spring scenery and facing the long spring rain, but dancing with beautiful images. Ah! What a beautiful scenery! What a beautiful picture Miss Chun drew for the earth!
In the spring breeze, there are groups of happy people, including white-haired old people and happy children. Naturally, young people are indispensable. Look, in the park, on the lawn, in the square, by the lake ... some hand-held cameras are taking pictures "click, click", people turn on the tape recorder and let the songs drift with the spring breeze. Charming weeping willows with long green hair gently brushed people's shoulders, showing off their love in spring. Those clusters of peach blossoms are like a pink glow, ah! They are the clouds on the ground! Look, they are smiling at the sunrise!
Yes, the spring in my hometown is charming! But do you know who decorated this charming scenery? -It is a hardworking and intelligent Jinghai person. It is they who sow the seeds of hope in the spring breeze and water the fruits of autumn with hard sweat; It is they who have transformed rows of low-rise bungalows into high-rise buildings with the spirit of seizing every minute and hard-working hands; It was they who ushered in the new change of "three years on the steps, five years of great changes" in Jinghai with a big smile.
Yes, it is precisely because of the hard work and continuous creation of Jinghai people that the spring here is so poetic. Whenever I face this beautiful season, my heart is always full of excitement and reverie.
Spring, spring in my hometown, I love you!
The warm wind blows gently and the flowers are lingering. This charming spring is full of joy. Feel the beauty of your hometown!
When they entered their hometown of Yang Shulin, Mr. Chun gave them infinite vitality. Look! Poplar trees have green buds that shine like diamonds in the sun. Tired, lying on the soft soil will feel like blowing a cool air conditioner. Look! Wild chrysanthemums are in full bloom on the ground, swaying in the spring breeze, lush and fluffy. Their slender stems, oval leaves and round flowers are about the size of coins. Beautiful flowers bloom in the beautiful season, spring.
There is a stream not far from the poplar. Listen, the stream is singing! Look, there are many pebbles at the bottom of the stream. How beautiful they are! They are agate red, pine green, white stripes and red dots, shining like sapphires! How clear the stream is, the shadow of the blue sky is reflected in the stream, and the shadow of the clouds in the blue sky is reflected. There are a group of colorful fish swimming around in the stream, and occasionally they spit out a few small bubbles.
Look! Someone planted willows by the stream. I went to help. When picking willows, I folded them on the tree and an aunt picked them up on the ground. Then I played the crisp willow flute with several little dolls, thus opening my sleepy eyes from the sound of the willow flute in spring.
Look! Birds fly in front of my eyes. Is Chun Yan whispering? They seem to say, "Spring has finally come." I want to be a bird, too. Tell the flowers the good news and make them laugh quickly.
Green leaves give flowers the beauty of tomorrow, spring gives autumn a happy harvest, and childhood gives me colorful memories. My hometown is lovely! There are sunny spring, scorching summer, bleak autumn and chilly winter, but the most beautiful spring is in my hometown, which is so beautiful and full of poetry and imagination.
I like the spring in your hometown!
Spring in my hometown is the most beautiful season all the year round. Spring is the season when a hundred flowers blossom and the seeds of life are sown.
In the morning, when you open your eyes, what you see is not the fiery red sun, but the dense fog, just like covering the sky with a huge white gauze. The trees on the hillside are like an ink painting under the dense fog. As soon as the sun came out, the dense fog slowly dispersed. If you look out, you can see the grass in front of the door, wearing a green coat and sticking out its head to say hello to the world.
There is a stream in front of my house. The water in the stream is crystal clear and looks like a bright mirror under the sunlight. When the breeze blows, the water will ripple, just like the wrinkles on the face of a dying old man. There are pebbles, big and small, underwater, and sometimes small fish can be seen swimming in line. There is green grass by the river. If you stand on the mountain and look out, it is like a clear, sweet, harmonious and beautiful landscape painting, which is pleasing to the eye and lingering.
Every spring, rape and plum blossoms in my hometown are always covered with branches. Rape flowers are golden and plum blossoms are white. From a distance, rape blossoms adorn the whole mountain village like a golden ornament, and rape blossoms and plum blossoms all over the mountains are integrated.
My hometown is a mountainous world. Standing on the top of Amethyst Mountain, I looked around. The mountains rise and fall, more than the stars in the sky. There is still a distance between the stars, but there seems to be no gap between the mountains in my hometown one after another. There is a saying called "cut to the chase". You can see my hometown through the window.
I love my hometown! The mountains in my hometown left me a piece of green, the water in my hometown brought me the joy of my childhood, and the flowers in my hometown brought me a colorful world.
When it comes to spring in my hometown, people will think that grass has sprouted from the bare ground, willows are swaying their long hair in the wind, all kinds of flowers are competing with each other, and birds are chirping on the branches. Everything is reviving everywhere, singing and dancing. But my hometown Wuzhai is a different scene.
Look at the calendar, "beginning of spring" is long gone. When I came to the window, I saw that the pedestrians on the road were still wrapped like a big meat bag, shrinking their heads and cursing from time to time: "This weather is really cold!" The tree in front of the window, with its bare head, is still desolate. Looking up, the snow on the distant mountain has not melted, and it is still white. Where on earth is spring?
I came to the yard, ready to find spring. As soon as I opened the door, I felt the north wind brushing my face like a knife. I quickly wrapped my scarf and put on my gloves. When I came to the community garden, the trees and grass remained the same, without any change. I said to my mother, "Let's go for an outing in the park!" " "good!" Mom readily promised. When I arrived at the park, I found many friends flying kites, and I joined them at once. Because of the strong wind, even I, who can't fly a kite, can compete with them. We ran and shouted, flying higher than anyone's kite. Colorful kites are floating in the sky, so beautiful! Suddenly I found one or two impatient grasses sticking out of my little head on the grass. Oh, spring used to hide here!
Although the spring in my hometown is very cold, it has a special taste. I like spring in my hometown.
My hometown is Dangshan, a famous pear capital at home and abroad. In this land with a long history, the mother river of the Chinese nation once flowed. Qu Zhi has a long history of more than two thousand years since Liu Bang's snake-cutting uprising. Nowadays, with the tide of reform and opening up, there is a thriving scene here.
If you haven't tasted crisp pears and enjoyed the pear sea, you can't be counted as having been to Dangshan. When the spring girl came to the world silently with light steps, pear blossoms were in full bloom. Tourists from all corners of the country come here to watch this spectacular sight. It is no exaggeration to describe the annual pear blossom festival as "flowers bloom all over the world"
Pear blossoms are clean and elegant, jade carving and ice carving, but they are so flexible and elastic. If pear flower is the representative of the new soul of Dangshan natives, then the dark cracked trunk symbolizes the roughness, heroism and hard work of working people. Standing in mid-air and looking far away, wow! Large tracts of pear blossoms are beautiful, and it is easy to think of the word "sea". I can't help thinking: is this the first snow, or are all the white clouds in the sky left here? Otherwise, how could it be so white, crystal clear and graceful? In addition, the dotted green leaves are scattered among the flowers, full of poetry and painting. Suddenly, a spring breeze came, and all the trees surged up, as if "a pool of spring water was wrinkled and rippled ..." In the distance, a big pear tree emerged, much higher than its surroundings, like a monstrous wave on the sea and a snowy mountain ... In short, it was fascinating and imaginative ...
Hometown, hometown, you gave birth to me, you are the pride of my heart! Your tomorrow will be better.
Allen asked me: Do you miss home? I miss home, especially in spring. The climate in Beijing seems to have only two seasons-summer and winter. When people have not fully appreciated the beauty of spring and the brilliance of autumn, spring and autumn have quietly passed away, leaving a trace of regret, which makes me miss the spring in my hometown more and more.
Spring in my hometown is very beautiful. Spring came quietly, and the willows by the river grew green branches, swaying in the slight spring breeze, like a girl's soft waist. If you go for an outing in the suburbs, Shan Ye is green, the paddy fields below are as flat as a mirror, and farmers are busy transplanting rice seedlings; In Gaopo, green wheat seedlings, rape blossoms in Huang Cancan and red peach blossoms are intertwined, bright yellow, dark green and pink, picturesque; Among the rape blossoms, swarms of butterflies fly around; In the distant mountains, clusters of azaleas bloom like patches of Xia Hong. Warm spring breeze blows, and the warm and humid air is filled with the fragrance of flowers and plants.
Since spring is so beautiful, why not take it home? So in the street, you can see old women and little girls carrying flower baskets and selling orchids and gardenias everywhere. It is a kind of wild orchid, with purplish red in green, which is inconspicuous, but it has a very elegant fragrance. Spend one or two yuan to buy some white gardenias and a bunch of orchids and put them in a vase at home. Suddenly, the house is full of fragrance, which makes people feel refreshed.
I like the spring in my hometown, and I prefer the spring rain in my hometown. The light rain in March, like silk and fog, is hazy and gentle. If you put on a beautiful flower umbrella, walk in the rain and listen to the sound of raindrops dripping on the water and soil, it is really a rare comfort and leisure.
I haven't spent spring at home for many years. Is the spring in my hometown still beautiful? Close your eyes and take a deep breath, as if you smelled the familiar fragrance of orchids and gardenias.
I like sunny spring in my hometown. Although the spring in my hometown is not beautiful and rich, it is full of simple atmosphere.
The soft spring breeze quietly ran back. Awakening the sleeping earth, the grass also sneaked out its little head, stretched its green leaves, looked at all the beautiful things on the earth in a novel way, and then looked up at the blue sky. Rows of neat swallows are now arranged in a "human" shape. They are crying and singing, adding infinite vitality to the earth.
The spring breeze also comes to the river. When it blows a little wind, it will set off waves on the water. Naughty spring breeze came to the Woods again, and it swept the branches of Yu Qian. Look, what are the green patches on the tree? Oh, the spring wind told me, "that's sweet and delicious elm money." The spring breeze swept the poplar again, and a string of red "caterpillars" on the tree swayed with the wind! It came to the peach tree again. This peach tree is full of pink flowers. Golden bees are buzzing there, collecting pollen to make honey! They are flying around on the branches. Industrious bees are like industrious people. Look, in that green farmland, hardworking people are doing farm work there! Facing this new earth, people have to feel refreshed.
As the saying goes, "Spring rain is as expensive as oil." No, it began to rain in Mao Mao at night, and the cool evening breeze blew, which made people feel a little cold. What a timely spring rain it is. It irrigates the growing wheat seedlings, gives them water, drinks sweet milk and makes farmers' uncles smile.
The morning after the rain is also refreshing and beautiful. There are several white clouds floating in the sky, birds are playing beautiful songs, the land is wet, petals and grass are shining, and dew is like a shining diamond.
Beautiful hometown, simple spring, I love spring, and I love spring in my hometown more!
Spring in my hometown, beautiful spring has arrived, and all kinds of gorgeous flowers are competing to open, which are so dazzling. The oilseed rape planted by the farmer's uncle in the field is also in bloom. Golden rape flowers have become the world of butterflies, and beautiful butterflies are dancing on the golden stage.
I remember the same thing in spring in my hometown. The bungalows on both sides of the road look very simple, built in the bird's nest under the eaves, and several birds seem to be talking about this beautiful morning. But a yellow mud road in front of the house has disturbed the beauty of rural spring. In the morning, the road shone with the faint golden light of the sun, and a motorcycle flew by, but it rolled up the dust all over the sky, destroying the harmonious and quiet atmosphere in the morning. If it rains continuously, the road will be full of potholes and small fish ponds everywhere. If you accidentally step on it, you will splash mud all over.
Time goes by like running water, and now it's time for birds to sing and flowers to smell.
The dusty road in front of the door turned into a smooth and clean cement road, reflecting a faint golden light under the sunlight. What is reflected on the road is no longer a low bungalow, but a high-rise building. In the sunlight, the building seems to be covered with gold. In the early morning, people do morning exercises on the wide road in the environment of birds and flowers. They walk with vigorous steps and happy smiles on their faces, telling the concern of the party and the country for the people. ...
It's still the spring morning and the ordinary village, but the historical picture of our village has added a lot of charm.
Trees on the hillside quietly pull out new branches and sprout like grass. Willow branches hang down like a thread hanging from a tree. Small bright yellow leaves, like petals tied on a thread, represent beautiful spring.
Spring in my hometown 10 Just after the cold winter, Miss Spring came gently with a smile. She blew gently here and there, and in just a few days, pink winter jasmine bloomed all over the fields and rivers. Against the background of green bean sprouts, it is spread at the foot of the mountain like a huge handkerchief. Look again, the mountains are full of beautiful camellias and colorful azaleas. Listen, that's bees flapping their wings to catch spring. This group, that group ...
Spring is coming!
Hey! A touch of thick green was added to the edge of green, and when I walked in, it turned out that Miss Chun was dressing up the willows. You see, at the touch of her heart, the willow branches proudly danced their charming hair, so intoxicated and fascinated in the breeze. Even the famous and unknown wild flowers and weeds on the green side slope are so fascinating. Oh, I seem to forget that they are also the protagonists of this spring.
On the locust tree next to the ancient temple, several squirrels are chasing and playing, hiding in the branches from time to time, like alert and cheerful calls. Soon, several squirrels joined their game. The change of tree holes, branches, branches and positions did not change their joy. I watched quietly, as if I were one of the squirrels, admiring the colorful mountain village and conveying the good news belonging to nature on this gloomy spring day.
Last year, next to the bird's nest under the eaves, I don't know from which day, there were a few more swallows, and they chattered something before dawn. A few flies went out for a while, and a few flies came back, always twittering. How I wish I were a swallow, knowing their thoughts, understanding their voices and sharing their happiness.
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Spring has come, at the foot of the mountain, on the edge of green, on the old locust tree, under the eaves, in the heart of an innocent little girl who likes spring. I love spring in my hometown!
The spring breeze in my hometown puts on new clothes in my hometown, which makes the earth full of vitality. Willow branches give off tender yellow buds, which gradually grow up under the constant shaking of Aunt Chun. He kept waving and told Xiaoyu that spring was coming, so come out and have a look. The spring breeze greets Jiao Yan and the bird. Come on, let's compile the beautiful scenery of spring together and compose the hymn of spring together. He quickly woke up the grass, and the grass also showed its elegance and danced beautifully with Baihua's sister. The frog blew the loudest horn without weakness, and the lark blew the horn of spring. In the bamboo forest, bamboo shoots also rushed out of the soil and joined the grand flower party. In order to make spring more beautiful, they are making their momentum grow rapidly. All kinds of trees on the mountain, seeing this beautiful scene, can't help putting on new clothes and showing their vitality to spring.
On the grass road in the country, on the banks of winding weeping willows, teenagers who took off their heavy winter clothes ran around alive. As long as they don't go to school, they will go to the fields to see how farmers cultivate and sow, and also watch bees walk through the flowers. They are like butterflies in cauliflower, which are rarely found in stop for a minute in the East.
When the spring rains continue, my hometown is like a fairyland in a fairy tale. The drizzle is like silk. Although it is cold, it makes people enjoy tenderness and love, and they don't want to leave. Clouds are like veils, hovering at the top of the mountain at the foot of the mountain, and the newly built beautiful village is hidden in the clouds, which is better than Penglai fairyland.
Looking at the hillside again, the tea-picking girls are busy picking green spring tea while singing beautiful folk songs. This scene adds a more beautiful scenery to my hometown. Folk songs ring and tea smells everywhere. The beauty of my hometown is spread all over the motherland with fragrant tea, and the virtue of simplicity and hard work of my hometown people is spread all over the country with tea.
I love you, hometown. I love the spring scenery in my hometown, and I love the working people in my hometown. Love my hometown more. Earth-shaking changes are taking place.
Spring in my 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.