Hometown sixth grade composition

Everyone has the experience of writing a composition in daily study, work or life, so you are familiar with it. Composition is a style composed of words, which expresses a theme through language organization after people's ideological consideration. Do you know how to write a good composition? The following are the sixth-grade compositions I collected in my hometown, hoping to help everyone.

Xi Murong, a sixth-grade composition in my hometown, said: "The songs in my hometown are the flutes of Qingyuan, which always ring on a moonlit night. The face of my hometown is a vague disappointment, like waving goodbye in the fog. After parting, homesickness is a tree without rings and will never grow old. " But I deeply feel that my hometown is a warm harbor that moistens my heart.

My hometown is a small village in Zixing, Hunan. Almost every house here has red walls and black tiles, and some tiles are covered with moss and very watery. It's completely different from the city here. Get up in the morning and open the window, and the breeze will blow on your face. Birds woke up the whole mountain forest, and clouds surrounded the towering "Qibaoshan", which seemed mysterious. The legendary "Qibaoshan" was originally named "Babaoshan", but was later renamed "Qibaoshan" because a treasure was stolen by the Monkey King. I don't know what seven treasures are, maybe it's just people's sustenance and yearning for them. That mountain is towering with ancient trees and dense vegetation, and it is a paradise for animals. For thousands of years, man and nature have been so harmonious.

As night fell, all the women working outside hurried home to arrange a simple and delicious dinner for their families. At this time, the chimney on the roof began to "chug" smoke, and the ears were full of hilarious sounds of pots and pans. Even in far away places, the laughter in the house mixed with the smell of food filled the whole village. At this time, the smoke from my hometown curled up, and the dim lights dotted the twilight, picturesque, harmonious and quiet.

On a sunny spring day, the tea trees on the hillside in my hometown will give off new green leaves, but in these new leaves are hidden the delicious "fruit" I loved most when I was a child-tea buds. Some tea buds are leaflike, some are blocky and some are round. If you want to eat white and sweet tea buds, you can test your friend's eyesight and tree climbing ability. The delicious food given by nature became the deepest memory of my childhood. ...

"If you have a place to live, you will find paradise everywhere." Although my hometown is remote and the transportation is not so convenient, it is the warmest harbor for my parents and me. Whenever we feel tired and confused, what we want to do most is to throw ourselves into the embrace of our hometown, breathe its fresh air, drink its sweet spring water, and chat with the simple, hardworking and kind hometown people here, and all our troubles will be forgotten. This is my hometown, where I am haunted by dreams.

Hometown sixth grade composition 2! Taste the specialties of my hometown again! It has been twenty years since I left my hometown, so I decided to go back to my hometown.

It has been twenty years, and the traffic is more convenient. It only took me an hour to get there. After getting off the bus, I was surprised at what I saw: the defense was easy, the streets changed and people's lives became more and more modern. ...

I walked into my long-lost hometown, and my white-haired grandmother was cooking. Hmm? What is that? "When the time comes, the thermostat can be cooked half-cooked according to the taste you want! Still very standard! " Dig! So powerful? "Grandma, why is everyone's house so gorgeous now? I remember it used to be just a few small bungalows. " I'm confused. "I can hardly find my home!" "Grandma said unhurriedly," it's 20xx years now. Times are different. We can't fall behind! "There are a lot of things that are different now. People used to live in two or three-story bungalows, but now the buildings are not only higher than the fifth floor, but also very imposing!

After eating a delicious meal, I went out of my hometown and strolled in the street. It was really different from before. I remember there was nothing on either side of the road before. Now, there are many flowers and street lamps on both sides of the road. Walking over, I feel a lot easier. This lamb, in particular, makes people feel very romantic and warm.

People's lives are becoming more and more modern. Now, in front of the swing in the yard, you will find that every family has this kind of high-tech swing. When you sit on it, the electronic watch will choose the degree of shaking for you, and you can play! Sitting on it, I really feel a happy childhood! This kind of swing is called electronic swing.

I love my hometown. No matter how much he has changed, he is still the lovely and beautiful hometown in my heart.

Hometown Sixth Grade Composition 3 "When I was a child, I left home and went back to my hometown, but the local accent never changed." Now, I have become a professor in the computer department of Harvard University, and I haven't been back to my hometown-China for 10 years! It will be 20xx years soon, and I don't know what has changed in my hometown, so I want to buy a plane ticket to go back to my hometown on the other side of the world!

While I was buying a plane ticket online, I heard my mobile phone ring. I saw a video from Wu's computer in the same classroom twenty years ago. He said, "Do you remember me? I am your classmate Wu. Where are you? I am in a foreign country. Let's get together in China! " So I said to the robot, "You can take my place!" After that, I gave him the electronic textbook and rushed to the airport excitedly.

When I arrived in China, I saw the words written on the sign, and I saw many kinds of robots in Terminal 6. I got on the transfer elevator, pressed the "subway station" button, arrived at the subway station in the blink of an eye, and saw the subway route map, 1, Line 2, Line 3, ... until Line 22, "22. I can't help exclaiming that I happened to pass by a subway when I was feeling deeply. I looked at the guide screen, which said that the train took five seconds. After five seconds, the train stopped in front of me and stretched out a road from the train. After getting on the bus, I saw the machine and the precision seat. The roof said, First class, I used the "Global Fingerprint Identification System" to brush my fingerprints. " Three, two, one, go. "We will arrive at the station in five seconds. When I got off the bus and came to the International Trade Center, I saw intelligent buildings, which were made of new glass. It is warm in winter and cool in summer. Outside the window, there are window cleaning robots, service robots and sweeping robots with fire-breathing feet, and there are robot policemen on the road to maintain traffic. ...

I think of my alma mater-Heizhima Hutong Primary School. That's why I came here. There are many robots in the school and they have become very prosperous. Today happens to be Teachers' Day. I also met many primary school students. I didn't recognize some of them at first, but we didn't recognize them until we said our names to each other ~

When we entered the campus, it has become a trapezoidal glass teaching building, with 6 floors underground and 16 floors above ground, plus a computer room, a gymnastics room, an equipment room, an electronic office and an auditorium ... There are only some body double robots and students in the teaching building. In the classroom, each student has his own electronic desk and chair with wireless connection. Only when the robot comes to class, the screen is learning the computer. Every student has an earphone, which can be connected to the computer via Bluetooth, and set the ringtone and reminder.

When I returned to my hometown this time, I found that China has really changed, and science and technology are developing with each passing day!

Hometown Sixth Grade Composition 4 Hometown is the warmest harbor for everyone; Hometown is like a net. I am trapped in it every time I dream, but I can't find the exit after I wake up. Twenty years later, when I moved to America, I often recalled my long-lost hometown! On this day, I can finally go back to visit everyone! I got on the Singapore Airlines Express plane and returned to my hometown-Haifeng in less than 30 minutes.

When I got off the plane, I saw small trees everywhere, and the low bungalows disappeared and became high-rise buildings. The grass has sprouted again, and the machine next to it is helping to water and fertilize. It is as busy as a bee. There is a glass road under the tree, covered with pebbles, and there is a "massage chair" beside the road. Everyone will enjoy it there when they are tired. Roads are no longer cement roads, but high-tech concrete that will never be dirty. Everyone drives a solar car and no longer sprays exhaust gas.

The sound of the waves hitting the rocks is so soft and so high! Wow! Rotten shells on the beach and wastewater discharged from some wastewater ditches were sucked away by something called "suction". It is said that this kind of thing can quickly distinguish good things from bad things and suck away useless things, but it is not like crabs, sand and mussels. What a wonderful thing! The surprises don't stop there. Sewers in factories in this province are forbidden to use. They are all connected to a small tube. Compared with natural water, it is filtered in a pipe, and the discharged water flows directly to the sea and rivers. So there will be no more pollution! After reading these, I feel particularly comforted. Take a closer look! The garbage in the sea has also been cleaned up. A detector is installed under the sand. When garbage is found, people will be sent to look for it. In the past, temperature regulators were put on the beach, so that all kinds of underwater creatures had different happy lives in different seasons!

It turns out that my hometown has changed so much! Without saying anything, I crossed the alley and came to my house. The home has been redecorated and made a colorful tile that can shine. No scratching, no breaking, high temperature resistance. Even sulfuric acid cannot corrode, and the color of the floor can be changed at any time. Just choose from the home regulation system! Dozens of families nearby have changed this kind of tile. Looking from the sky, it must be a colorful picture. When I stepped into the house, my mother was overjoyed to entertain me and introduce me to various changes at home. The glass was replaced by "vacuum glass", and the door was also replaced by "intelligent fingerprint all-round door". But cleaning tools such as brooms and trash cans are no longer needed, and the floor is automatically scrubbed, which does not hurt people! There are also washing machines that are upgraded to 3 seconds and washing machines that are dried and wrung out. Everything is beyond my expectation.

Dusk has come quietly, and it's time to go back soon. I rode back to my "high-tech" harbor.

My hometown is Xuzhou, where there are many agricultural and sideline products: Fuji apples, peaches, pomegranates and native ducks in Dadongshan. I like pomegranate best.

Our village is near Dadong Mountain, where there are many pomegranate trees. Every autumn, the pomegranate trees in front of and behind every house are covered with bright red pomegranates, some red and yellow, some grinning, like naughty Hong Haier hiding in the green leaves and making faces at passers-by! How cute!

In the morning, the dewdrop baby plays on the pomegranate, and it is crystal clear in the warm sunshine of the sun. At close range, pomegranate looks like an onion, skinny and covered with small pimples. Although it is not very beautiful, the seeds and fruits in pomegranate are delicious! Every September and October, pomegranate is fragrant and fruitful. If the pomegranate is not mature, peel it off and you will see blue and pink seeds. Try it, it will be a little sour. If you soak pomegranate in water for one day, it will turn red and feel smooth the next day. At this time, it will give off an attractive fragrance and make people drool. It tastes sweet. If it is a mature pomegranate, its seeds are crystal clear and full, its small kernel is thick and juicy, and its taste is sweet and refreshing. Sweet milk and "pearls" are sent to the mouth together, and the aftertaste is endless.

Pomegranate is not only delicious, but also can cure all diseases. Used as medicine, it can cure many diseases such as indigestion, cough and headache. Pomegranate can help depressed people recover their essence and help people with loss of appetite increase their appetite. Pomegranate peel can also be used to repel insects. Pomegranate juice can also resist summer heat and dissipate heat. Pomegranate juice contains a lot of vitamins and minerals. Pomegranate skin soaked in water can make the skin more moist ... by the way, American scientists have also found that pomegranate can cure cancer!

Pomegranate in my hometown is not only a delicious fruit, but also an essential medicine! I love pomegranate in my hometown.

Hometown, what a warm word, is the root to which fallen leaves can return, the nest that lonely geese can yearn for, the sea that rivers can own, the support for wandering people to miss from afar, and the harbor to unite our love. No matter whether she is rich or poor, each of us will love her deeply. My hometown is in Yinghu Lake, a place as ordinary as autumn leaves and as tiny as morning dew. It is a place that is not easy to be noticed by others together, but for me, she is all my memories and an omnipotent day in my heart, even though ... no matter how deep, I still love her-Hu Ba Lake.

Tired, I went back to my hometown, separated by dozens of miles and separated by several years.

Isn't this the hometown I always remember when I came? Although the front door is overgrown with weeds, I have a strange sense of familiarity. Although the loquat tree in front of the door has not yet borne fruit, its flowers are covered with branches, which makes people feel relaxed and happy. I approached a strange home and opened the dusty door. I saw a black-and-white photo, a family photo full of happiness, and a few birds were chirping outside. What a familiar voice!

I walked along a path and saw a rape field in Huang Cancan. I stood inside, and the refreshing fragrance of flowers came to my nose. The bright spring scenery sprinkled on the river is dazzling. I stood there quietly, looking at the infinite spring scenery and familiar home, lost in infinite reverie. ...

Recalling the fleeting time we once had, what changes is now, and what remains unchanged is memory. In downtown, no matter how wonderful time we enjoy, in our quiet hometown, all we have is a little attachment and memory.

My hometown Yinghu Lake is so ordinary, but its position in my heart is irreplaceable elsewhere. It is not only the place where I was born and raised, but also a deep homesickness. Today's trip back to my hometown, although cramped, is safe. When I left, I felt a sense of sadness. I tried my best to trace back to that poetic time.

I looked at my familiar home and waved goodbye. ...

The mountains, rivers, flowers, birds and cordyceps in my hometown are always so familiar in my mind. After a month of homesickness, I finally set foot on the return bus.

I am waiting for the figure of my hometown to wave to me. It was very quiet in the car, and I could hear my heart beating faster. I don't know what happened. It wasn't long before I got home. My mother prepared a sumptuous meal for me. I look like my mother smiling and telling me to slow down and not to suffocate. There are many kinds of birds in the yard, and the songs they sing are particularly nice, as if they were the March specially sung for me. I walked into my long-lost bed, soft and warm. I was just about to lie down. I don't know why I opened my eyes and saw myself at home!

The car moves like an ant on the endless road, and I don't know if it's been a day? January? Or a year? The mountain shadow of my hometown finally waved to me, and I threw myself into her arms, so don't mention the mood at that moment. All kinds of flowers and trees nodded to me. Especially "Snow Wolf" (a white dog I keep), it barks and jumps as soon as it smells my breath, and runs all the way to my side, smelling my hands and licking my feet ... My sister flies to my side like a happy bird, helping me with my bag and pestering me to tell the story of Blue Cat.

The journey of life is long, rugged and Xiu Yuan. From birth, the first thing I saw was my hometown. Everything about him is dissolved in my blood and inseparable. I really realized this in a foreign land, and the farther I went, the deeper I realized it.

Seriously, once people leave this country, they will become orchids that have lost their roots, duckweeds that chase the waves, autumn sheds that fly, and dandelions that drift with the wind, but the national dream will always follow them, and they also have endless national dreams. As the saying goes: the bird is still in the forest, and the fish is Philip Burkart; Trees soar and leaves fall back to their roots; Beauty is not beautiful, hometown water; Kiss or not; Hometown people

My hometown is a beautiful small mountain village, where everything is beautiful. Although my time there is very short, my hometown is so simple and natural in my heart.

I like the mountains in my hometown. Behind the small village, there are a group of continuous peaks. Those mountains are the Rockies. Although there are no grass and trees on the mountain, the stones on the mountain are really colorful. There are latosolic red, dark gray and dark blue. The mountains are like glittering stones, shining in this treasure land.

I like apricots in my hometown. When spring comes, this apricot forest becomes the ocean of Huang Chengcheng. We like shaking apricot trees best. When we shake it, apricots will "burst" like an "apricot rain". Apricots in my hometown are sweet, and as soon as the golden pulp is delivered to my mouth, my mood will rise. Apricots in this sweet and sour hometown are always unspeakable.

I still love people in my hometown. People in my hometown are simple Uygur farmers and herdsmen. Almost every family has vegetables and fruit trees in their backyard. In the harvest season, everyone will bring their own specialties, visit each other in the village and share the sweet fruits of labor.

I love the water in my hometown more. There is a stream in front of every household, which flows from the head of the village to the end of the village and finally flows into the big lake in front of the village. Children in the village often catch some small fish and shrimp in the stream and put them in glass bottles. You are sure to see some children playing and laughing in the water every day. Adults use this stream to water farmland, children play in the water, and everyone can't live without it.

I love my hometown and this beautiful place.

I have two hometowns in my life, one is Changsha, Hunan, and the other is Zhengzhou, Henan, thousands of miles away. I have the same high respect and sincere love for these two hometowns.

My parents are from Hunan, so I am naturally a native of Changsha. I love this hometown because I have all my childhood memories here. Yuelu Mountain, Xiangjiang River and Martyrs Park are familiar words that have always existed in my mind.

Although I have never been to Henan, every time I think of it, I have a sense of familiarity and nostalgia for my hometown, as if the shadow of life haunts me everywhere. This stems from looking at the map. Every time I contact this place, especially when I see Zhengzhou, I will have a feeling of hometown, even stronger than Changsha's homesickness. Since then, this special "homesickness" has never been broken, but it has deepened with time. Gradually, I accidentally learned to speak Henan dialect and unwillingly remembered the people, scenery and things in Zhengzhou in class (of course, I am not sure). On the Mid-Autumn Festival, I deeply realized that "he knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and there should be how bright in the moonlight at home!" . I seem to forget that my real hometown is Changsha, and I am at home?

Last night, I dreamed of the place that haunted me, as if it were my second hometown. Now I will describe this dream to you: a quiet girl walks in the bustling street with small steps. When the afterglow of the sunset disappeared completely, she stopped in an unknown square and looked at the colorful night view of the city. In the center of the square stands an antique tower, which is out of tune with the modern buildings around it. There is a stone tablet engraved with the Erqi Memorial Tower in front of the tower. The fountains around the tower are colorful against the ground lights, and the buildings next to the square are brightly lit. Many seemingly friendly people jumped up in the square and chatted in friendly Henan dialect.

This girl is me, everyone who misses home. Some students said that I dreamed of Erqi Square in Zhengzhou, and I don't know why. I haven't been there, but I have a kind of familiarity with life, and my thoughts are surging, which is hard to say.

A person has two hometowns, which seems contradictory, but it is not necessarily true.

Hometown sixth grade composition 10 thin ground can't grow sesame stalks.

Grandpa, recite Xiang Jing.

Look for a drop of water along the river.

Slipped into a small village in Gao 'an.

Therefore, in my blood.

Flowing to the lost direction of Menghe River

When I grow up, because of the waves of the river,

Makes me passionate, and I go back to the source.

The Green Passage of Chunfeng Ferry

Let me pick it up

A wisp of local accent that grandpa slipped away in those years.

I sang along the Liaohe River many times.

On both sides of a river, the screen is wet and the years flow.

My heart is surging and my eyes are looking at the sky.

Look at the most beautiful scenery of the mother river.

Keep smiling, the beat is bigger, and watch.

The hometown of Ying Xing, the wind song of history.

And traces of modern civilization

Meet at the brilliant window

Selenium-enriched business cards, bearing thousands of auspicious flowers, bloom in all seasons.

Reading eyes, with intelligent fingers.

Touch the words of God's extraordinary grace.

Jiuxian Hot Springs at the Source of Liaohe River

Like a refuge for migratory birds.

Drop fairy water to adjust the red, green and green days

The warm plot spreads on the pillow hundreds of miles away.

I searched my stomach and used mother river's milk.

Wash away the inspiration, I found.

On the coordinates of hometown, every leaf

Blinking smart notes.