1. A composition about remembering my hometown by writing something
My Hometown Zhiyinghe
My Hometown
Zhiying River
Author: Yang Xia
You should know that there is a river called __Ying River. I grew up by the Yingshui River. It is a beautiful place, although I left It has been many years since I came to my hometown, but the beautiful scenery is still in my heart and mind.
There is a long dam beside Yingshui River, and the dam is very wide. Very long. That dam is the guardian of my hometown. Whenever the flood season comes, it protects my village from floods and keeps my village safe and sound.
In my childhood, In my eyes, it twists and turns and nestles continuously. No matter which direction you look, it is endless, leaving me with infinite reveries. I sit on the dam and think quietly, what is there in the distance? Will there be a village like mine, will there be a silly little girl like me, will we sit on the same dam and wonder.
In the summer evening, I Groups of children and friends went to the dam to enjoy the cool air. Listening to the old man telling the story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, he counted the stars in the sky. The stars in the sky were twinkling, just like us naughty children. .Perhaps it is admiring the naughty looks of my friends and I. I miss the time when I am tired of watching the stars, nestling next to my mother, counting the stars in the sky and falling into sweet dreams. < /p>
Yinghe River was rich. At that time, Houying River was rich in products, and the fishermen would have a lot of harvest every day. When the fish were caught, they were still jumping up and down in the cabin as if to express their love for the river in their hometown. Nostalgic. The adults cast nets to catch fish and crabs, and the children imitated the adults' actions and caught small fish and shrimps. When we carried the trophies we caught and walked home like heroes, The adults helped us clean up the fish and shrimp. The fresh fragrance made me salivate. The most unforgettable thing was that after cleaning up, add some noodles and fry them in the pan. After frying, take them out and fry them again. Put the noodles under the pot, and when the noodles are about to boil, put the fried fish into the noodle pot. Although this method cannot be called a kind of noodles, the freshness of the strong fragrance makes me have a strong desire to fly back. My lovely hometown drinks that bowl of noodle soup that cannot be named.
Ah! My lovely hometown! 2. Write an essay about missing your hometown
Missing your home
Home, what is home? Home is the place closest to your heart; home is the eternal concern that lingers in your heart; home is the harbor where you take shelter when you encounter a storm.
Once upon a time, home stood in my memory in a dense manner. It can even be said that I have never had a complete and correct definition of home. I only know that home is the place you should go back to after school, home is the place you should go to when eating, and home is the place where you can rest when you are sleepy.
Perhaps, I gave "home" too broad a definition, so that when I was about to leave home to go to high school, I had no idea about the place called home where I had stayed for 15 years. Nostalgic. Instead, there is a longing for the life of living on campus. Home? Homeless everywhere, home everywhere!
Entering school, life completely deviated from the track of imagination. On the first day, I felt that the kind of life I was looking forward to was too tiring and exhausting. Even eating in the cafeteria became an extremely hard task for me. Only then did I realize that home is such a warm place.
Once upon a time, I thought I was a strong and adaptable person, but I was wrong. People are most real only when they face themselves alone. I'm not strong, really, not at all. When reality and imagination are far apart, all I can do is remember. I recall grandma’s nagging and grandpa’s teachings, I recall my uncle’s back as he walked me off after he put me in the car, and I recall the sweet smell of my brother’s body, the smell of prickly heat powder. Then, with a misty posture, I stood in the wind, waiting for the baptism of tears. Finally, tailor the memories into the most luxurious fireworks.
The first time I called home, I cried sadly when I heard grandma’s familiar voice, which seemed to be right next to my ears but out of reach. On the other end of the phone, grandma comforted me. The voice rang in my ears, and I was already in tears on the other end of the phone. Hurry and hang up the phone. Tears, like water in a flood dike that has been washed away, cannot be stopped. Then, I thought about the people and things that I thought I would not miss when I left home. I remember what Gu Xiang said in "Western Heaven": "Those things we think we will never forget are forgotten by us in the process of our attachment." Yes, even those things we think we will forget are also forgotten. It will be deeply imprinted in our minds as we strive to forget. Really, no matter where you go, home will be what you miss forever.
Now, I like to stand on the highest place in our school, raise my eyes and look eastward, eastward, eastward. I want to see if the sunflowers in my hometown are blooming. When I couldn't sleep, I would go out and look at the blurry black outline of the campus, and occasionally the dim lights scattered in a certain room.
At dawn, I would look up at the sky, wondering if the moving clouds would put together a face that is deep in my memory. In an instant, I could lose all my language, anxious and sad. In the fields, there were birds fluttering. Wings fly high into the sky.
On the land of a foreign land, I quietly sow a seed called "home" in my heart, and use my long thoughts to water a warm dream - keep my thoughts in my heart and feel the sadness of the cherry blossoms. Harmony's call of home... 3. Write a 500-word essay about missing your hometown
The hometown that always haunts me is actually a small mountain village with beautiful scenery. How many times have I waded through the long river of memory, how many times have I traveled through time and space, traveled through mountains and rivers, and dreamed of returning to this beautiful hometown and my beloved relatives.
I miss the high mountain in my hometown. The main peak reaches straight into the sky, making the sky in my hometown high and deep. It is evergreen all year round, shaded by green trees, and very quiet. When the Shanmin flowers bloom, the mountains and fields are dotted with pink flowers, and the stars are dotted, which is really beautiful; when the Shanmin fruits are ripe, it makes people salivate, and even makes the children run around in the mountains. In fact, I like the flowers in my hometown. Mountain, because the background of my life is the true nature of mountains, and my personality has the shadow and nature of mountains. I yearn for the mountains in my hometown because they are as hard-working and straightforward as the people in my hometown. They hold the sunrise in the morning and give the morning glow a bright glow; they watch the sunset in the evening and give the sunset a glow. I admire the mountain in my hometown because it is as loyal and strong as my father, with his straight back and broad chest. "Standing up is like a mountain."
I miss the mountain road in my hometown. Rugged and winding. That mountain road has the concern of my mother waiting for me, the longing eyes of my fellow villagers, and the eyes of wanderers looking back reluctantly, as well as my joy, yearning and pursuit, and of course my dreams and hesitation. When I was a child, I often stared at that mountain road in a daze, not knowing where it led, let alone what it looked like beyond the mountains. So I often fantasize about growing a pair of wings one day, flying over thousands of rivers and mountains, and seeing the world outside the mountains. Now, finally, the natural chasm has become a road, and what is in front of us is a concrete avenue. The folks in my hometown no longer have to struggle on the twists and turns of the winding path.
I miss the river in my hometown. It records the footsteps of my growth and the love of my parents for me. It carries too many memories for me. I can’t forget that my father often hugged me when I was a child. Go to the river and tell me stories about the river; I can’t forget that my mother used to watch me go to school by the river when I was in school, and told me to study hard and make progress every day; I can’t forget that my grandmother often looked at me by the river, hoping that I would come home often. . The river flows continuously, gurgling and singing old country songs. This song floats into my ears. No matter where I go, as long as I hear the clanking sound of flowing water, I feel that my hometown is very close, as if it was just yesterday. It's as if it's right in front of you.
When people are in a foreign country, as long as they mention their hometown, it is like savoring the memories of childhood, like chewing the wind and frost of the years...
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Look up at the bright moon and lower your head to miss your hometown.
Leave the longing that has been brewing to the autumn wind, let the bright moon perform the melody of lovesickness, release the heart looking forward to reunion into the sky, and think of you again under the mottled night sky in a foreign land - my hometown .
My hometown------the green spring in the east. It is located at the foot of Ailao Mountain and on the bank of Lixian River. It has unique scenery, beautiful environment and simple folk customs. There are my beloved parents and childhood friends.
In order to study, I stayed away from my hometown and came to Gejiu, Xidu. I could go back home twice at most every semester. Home, I am very envious. The dormitory on weekends is empty and lifeless. There is no one to talk to in the empty dormitory at night. The only thing I can do is to call my family to relieve the loneliness in my heart, or Call a friend to chat about what's going on to prove you're not alone. The night is very long, and the feeling of homesickness is growing. I don't have any sleepiness. My thoughts will chase the eternal and brilliant sun in my hometown, and the tears will disappear quietly. I miss home.
The bright moon is priceless, and the mountains are all sentimental. The road is thousands of miles away, and I miss you constantly, even though no one is here. My heart longs for it. My hometown seems to be separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, but we are never far away. I miss my grandma’s thatched houses, one on the east and one on the west, just like the mushroom bushes in the mountains, dense, natural, simple, and lovely. I miss my grandpa’s rattan lattice chair. When I was a child, I sat on it and played. The sun shone on my palms, as if everything was under control. When I clenched my fist, it had long since disappeared. The feeling of being so close in my hand was like a dream. A beautiful illusion. Grandpa put it under the harvest melon stand in the yard, made a cup of tea, and he sat on it. While I was playing, I looked at my grandfather’s expression, just like last night’s westerly wind withered the green trees, and climbed up to the tall building alone, looking out to the horizon. Feelings about Lu’s life.
The end of each semester is the time that I yearn for the most. Usually I can't hold back my emotions in the week before a vacation. , this week is undoubtedly the longest and happiest week of the school year for me. I am immersed in the happiness of going home, not to mention reviewing my homework.
This is also the most frustrating point for me. My mind always defeats my reason. Every time I pick up a book to review it, and when I cradle my feet for a while, the joy comes to my heart again. Of course, I throw the textbook aside and go to pack my luggage. , even though my luggage has been collected by me many times...
Hometown, how many nights have I stood in the corridor of the dormitory facing west, looking up at the night sky, longing for my hometown, and thinking about every star. There is a smiling face hidden in them, which makes people look at them and make them excited. 5. Write a composition about missing your hometown
Time flies like an arrow, and the sun and the moon fly by.
In the blink of an eye, twenty years have passed and I have become a famous inventor. I have been living in the United States for the past twenty years and have never returned to my hometown.
I finally have some free time these days, and I plan to go back to my hometown to visit my parents. I drove the folding Arrow sports car I invented to my hometown of Chaozhou.
Chaozhou has changed so much that I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. You see, in the city, you can hardly see the small buildings of the past, but what you see in front of you are skyscrapers. The equipment in these skyscrapers are all high-tech.
Although the door in this building looks similar to previous doors, its anti-theft performance is much stronger than previous doors. Before each person enters the door, the camera on the door will take a photo of the person coming and then transmit it to the computer. The computer will compare the photo taken by the camera with the previously stored photo. If they match, the door will open automatically.
Therefore, the host must first save the photos of the guests who are coming to the computer, and all other work will be done by the computer. The windows of this building are made of a very hard glass. Even if you hit it with a brick, it will not break.
Moreover, this kind of glass will also change color according to the intensity of sunlight, adjusting the light in the room. The skyscrapers are separated by busy highways.
On the highway, all the vehicles driving are air and land vehicles. The driver of this kind of car is a computer. This computer controls all the systems in the car. If you give it instructions, it will immediately take you to your destination, and the speed can be controlled by you. Its The top speed can reach one kilometer per second.
Even on rough mountain roads, it can still drive very smoothly. This kind of car can not only drive on the road, but also fly in the sky.
As long as you press the yellow button on the car, a pair of wings will slowly extend from both sides of the car, and then slowly rise. It can fly in the air like an airplane, and its speed is faster than that of an airplane. Even faster. These cars are all solar-powered cars, so drivers don’t have to worry about running out of gas halfway, and they can also save energy and protect the environment! I visited a few more homes, and each home had a "robot nanny".
It takes care of all the housework at home. Moreover, when you feel lonely, the "robot nanny" will chat with you and have a heart-to-heart talk! After visiting my parents, I left Chaozhou in a folding Arrow sports car.
Along the way, I was thinking: Chaozhou has undergone such earth-shaking changes in just twenty years. I believe that with the rapid development of science and technology, the lives of Chaozhou people will become Even better. One day, I was digging for earthworms, and I was surprised to find a time machine.
Suddenly, the earth shook, and the time machine took me to myself 20 years later. I was checking things out at the Beijing Institute of Advanced Science and preparing to go back to my hometown of Gaoqing.
I started the light speed spaceship, and with a click, I arrived at my hometown - Gaoqing in less than half a second. As soon as I arrived in my hometown, I immediately stared, my mouth was half-opened, and I sat blankly on the spacecraft, thinking to myself, ‘Is this really my hometown? Even the tallest building in Beijing, the Five-Star Building, which is 1,000 meters high and 500 meters wide, is also common here.
He is also developing so fast! Here and there they look like small, inconspicuous cities, almost enough to be the capital! I have to get to the bottom of him! I came to the search office. The director of the search office is Zhang Jiamai, who has become a famous rich man in this area. I checked out grandma’s house and grandma’s house.
I got up and went to my grandma’s house. As soon as I arrived at the door of my grandma's house, I saw several big and colorful trees. I took out a saw and wanted to cut it off. Grandma quickly came over and said, "Don't saw, don't saw!" This is an exhaust tree invented by the great scientist Chen Xu.
It can inhale 99999 trillion tons of waste gas and release 10000000 billion tons of fresh oxygen in a day. The smelly ditch and garbage dump next to my grandma's house have disappeared, and a clear creek is slowly flowing. Slowly flowing, fish are clearly visible in the water, and a few small crabs are running rampant in the water.
It turns out that my classmate Du Yide invented the sowing fish, and Zhang Shichao invented the garbage dog. The sowing fish can suck up waste in the water. It goes into the stomach, then transforms into tree seeds, then climbs ashore, digs a hole and scatters the seeds in it. A sowing fish can destroy 100 smelly ditches in a day. The garbage dog can eat the garbage and then transform the garbage. Into fertilizer.
A garbage dog can destroy 100 billion tons of garbage in a day.
I came to the living room, and the robot hurriedly brought a pot of four different fruits. This kind of fruit is composed of four kinds of fruits: banana, grape, apple and orange. The peel is bright and red, red, green, yellow, yellow, purple and purple. It is really eye-catching. I couldn't bear to eat it, so I picked one up and took a bite. Ah, the sour and sweet taste was so delicious. After a while, I had wiped out all 5 plates of fruit.
I came to the backyard, where an old cat was leading more than 500 big and small kittens to catch mice. It turns out that grandma’s cat has become the oldest cat in the world.
Walking further inside, a robot is using wicker sticks to drive cattle and sheep in. When the cow enters, there will be several cowhide basketballs, several piles of roast beef and dozens of bottles of beef bone wine next to it.
When the sheep enter, there will be several sheep shirts, a lot of mutton skewers and sheep bone medicine next to them. I went to the street and took a bus. It looked very small, but once inside it was huge because it was a compressed space.
I arrived at my grandma’s house. My grandparents were practicing Tai Chi. Their faces were red and their hair had turned black. When grandma saw me, she asked the robot to bring a plate of meat. This meat was made from 50 A combination of various types of meat, rich in various vitamins and other things that are beneficial to human beings, ah! It tasted so delicious. In less than half an hour, I had finished all three plates of meat. Suddenly, with a bang, the time machine exploded and I returned to 2007.
I think my dream will definitely become a reality, and the world will really be more wonderful and beautiful in 20 years. 6. Composition about missing my hometown
I love my hometown
I love my hometown. My hometown is located in Huangshan, Anhui Province. It has beautiful mountains, beautiful water, and even more people. Diligent.
My hometown is surrounded by mountains and has green water all year round. In recent years, with the implementation of the policy of returning farmland to forest, the mountains and fields have become darker and greener. The mountains in my hometown have different shapes, some are like turtles, some are like camels, and some are like swans splashing in the water. The camel humps on Camel Mountain are plump and flavorful. When you look at them, you want to climb up and experience the feeling of riding a camel hump. There are many caves on the mountain, such as Rhinoceros Cave, Water Curtain Cave, Whirlwind Cave... the most famous one is Shuanglong Cave. The entrance to Shuanglong Cave is so narrow that only one person can crawl in. The inner cave is very wide and can accommodate five or six houses. There is a rainbow naturally formed by limestone on the top of the cave, which looks very dazzling. There is a dry ditch at the bottom of the cave. On the left side of the ditch, there are some curved limestones that look like dragon bodies. These stones are winding and entwined with each other, and there is a round stone in the middle, which looks like a dragon ball, so the local people gave them a nickname, "Double Dragons Playing with Pearls".
The mountains and water in my hometown are beautiful. A small river that flows all year round crosses the front of the village. From a distance, it looks like a streamer. From a closer look, the water is crystal clear and there are countless fish swimming at the bottom. Don't underestimate the small fish in the river in our hometown. They are great for entertaining distinguished guests. Because our place is like spring all year round, the small fish in the river generally grow slowly, so the fish tastes fragrant, tender, sweet and refreshing, and everyone who has tasted it will have a long aftertaste and praise it. In the evening, the setting sun shines slantingly, the mountain shadows are reflected in the small river, and the clear river water reflects the blue sky under the setting sun. No matter how skilled a painter is, no painter can paint such a scene!
How hardworking the people in my hometown are! People are busy all year round. You see, in the fields, the rice has just been harvested, and the sound of machines rang again, and people were busy planting for winter. Some are preparing to sow rapeseed, some are planting vegetables, and some are raising spring smoke seedlings... Listen, the birds over there are playing, the ducks are dancing here, and the naughty calves are running back and forth. It's a lively rural scene. ah!
People use their hard-working hands to knock on the door to rural prosperity. Nowadays, people in my hometown do not follow the Mao Slope and rush the Mao Road as before. You see, a wide road leads directly to the village. Young people have vans and cars, and middle-aged and elderly people also have motorcycles. They come in twos and threes, sing and laugh, and it’s a happy scene. No wonder the old people who often enjoy the cool under the big trees in front of the village often say this: "The party's policies are so good!"
I love the mountains in my hometown, I love the water in my hometown, and even more Love the hardworking people in my hometown! When I grow up, I will also actively invest in the construction of my hometown and make my hometown better.
7. An essay about remembering my hometown by writing something
My Hometown’s Yinghe My Hometown’s Yinghe Author: Yang Xia You should know that there is a river called __Yinghe. I grew up in By the Yingshui River. It is a beautiful place. Although I have left my hometown for many years, the beautiful scenery is still in my mind. There is a long dam beside the Yingshui River. The dam is very It is very wide and long. That dam is the guardian of my hometown. Whenever the flood season comes, it protects my village from the flood and keeps my village safe and sound. In my childhood eyes, it is winding and winding. No matter which direction you look, you can see the endless horizon, leaving me with infinite reverie. I sat on the dam and thought quietly, what would be in the distance? Will there be a village like mine? Will there be a little girl who is as silly as me? Will we sit on the same dam and wonder? In the evening of summer, my children and I gathered in groups. "We went to the dam with our friends to enjoy the cool air. We listened to the old man telling the story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl and counted the stars in the sky. The stars in the sky were twinkling like a group of naughty children like us. Maybe it was admiring it. My friends and I are being naughty. I am very nostalgic and miss the time when I was tired of looking at the stars, nestling next to my mother, counting the stars in the sky and falling into sweet dreams. Yinghe was rich at that time. Houying River is rich in products, and fishermen will have a lot of harvest every day. When the fish are caught, they are still jumping in the cabin as if to express their nostalgia for the river in their hometown. The adults cast nets to catch fish and crabs, and the children Unwilling to be lonely, we imitated the actions of adults and caught small fish and shrimps. When we carried the trophies we caught and walked home like heroes, the adults helped us clean up the fish and shrimps. The fresh smell The fragrance made me salivate. The most unforgettable thing for me was after cleaning up, adding some noodles, and frying them in the pan. After frying, take them out, add the noodles in the pan, and fry them when they are about to boil. Put the fish into the noodle pot. Although this method cannot be called what kind of noodles, the strong and fresh fragrance gives me a strong desire to fly back to my lovely hometown and drink that bowl. Noodle soup. Ah! my lovely hometown.