1. I love my hometown
Although my hometown is not as developed as the city, the scenery is particularly beautiful.
In spring, there are wild flowers all over the mountains, which are full of vitality and fragrant in Wan Li. The dense forest is lush, which is also the only way when I was in primary school. Every day, I can see the birds dancing beautifully on the branches and listen to them singing cheerful songs. If you walk into the green ocean after a busy day, listen to the birds and smell the flowers, you will feel happy in your sense of smell, which can eliminate the fatigue caused by working all day, thus effectively regulating people's spirit and mood.
In summer, the clear river meanders through the village all year round; It is common to see naughty children swimming around in the water with their heads exposed, sometimes blowing out many small bubbles. The river moistens tens of thousands of people along the way. It is a natural paradise for our childhood, and my friends and I often go there to chase and play.
Autumn is the harvest season, and the endless fields are golden. An autumn wind blows over the rice waves, which is the result of the hard work of farmers' uncles. There is a bright smile on his face covered with sweat.
In winter, the mountains, branches, rivers and fields are covered with snow, which seems like blossoming pear blossoms, dotted with the silver-clad countryside, making people feel a kind of crystal clear, white and fairy-tale beauty.
The climate in my hometown is fresh and makes people feel extremely comfortable, but 2. Imitate the whole composition of Lu Xun's Hometown
Part I: Going back to my hometown, I braved the cold and went back to my hometown, which was more than 2, miles apart and had been away for more than 2 years.
since it's late winter; As I approached my hometown, the weather was gloomy again, and the cold wind blew into the cabin, and when I looked out from the gap, there were several desolate villages lying far and near, without any vitality. My heart can't help feeling sad.
ah! This is not the hometown I have always remembered for twenty years? None of the hometown I remember is like this. My hometown is much better.
but I have to remember his beauty and tell his good points, but there is no image and no words. As if that's it.
So I explained myself: The hometown is the same-although there is no progress, it may not be as sad as I feel. It's just a change of my own mood, because I have no good mood when I return home this time. I came here for the sake of not seeing him this time.
The old house where we have lived together for many years has been sold to another family name. The deadline for delivery of the house is only this year, so we must bid farewell to the familiar old house before the first day of the first month, and move to a different place where I am looking for food. The second part is in my hometown. I arrived at my door the next morning.
The broken stems of many hay on the corrugated board are shaking when the wind blows, which explains why the old house inevitably changes hands. The family of several rooms has probably moved away, so it is very quiet.
when I got outside my house, my mother had already greeted me, and then I flew out of my eight-year-old nephew Honger. My mother is very happy, but she also hides a lot of sad expressions and teaches me to sit down, rest and have tea, not to mention moving.
Honger hasn't seen me. She just stood opposite me and watched. But we finally talked about moving.
I said that the outer apartment has been rented, and I bought some furniture. In addition, I have to sell all the woodwork at home and add it. Mother also said yes, and the luggage has been collected slightly, and less than half of the wood is inconvenient to carry, but she can't afford the money.
"Take a day or two off and visit your relatives' home once, and then we can go." Mother said.
"yes." "There will be leap soil, every time he comes to my house, he always asks about you and wants to see you once.
I have informed him of the approximate date when you will get home, and he may come soon. " At this moment, a miraculous picture flashed through my mind: a golden full moon hung in the deep blue sky, and endless green watermelons were planted in the sand by the sea below. In the meantime, an eleven-or twelve-year-old boy, with a silver ring on his neck and a steel fork in his hand, tried his best to stab a horse, but the man twisted his body and turned from his crotch.
this boy is a leap. When I met him, I was only in my teens, and it will be thirty years since now. At that time, my father was still alive and my family was fine. I was a young master.
that year, my family was a year of great sacrifice (3). This sacrifice, it is said that it takes more than 3 years to turn once, so it is very solemn; In the first month, there are many offerings for ancestors, and the sacrificial vessels are very exquisite, and there are many worshippers. It is also necessary to prevent the sacrificial vessels from being stolen.
My family has only one busy month (there are three kinds of jobs here: those who work for a certain family all year round are called long-term workers; Those who work for people by the day are called short-term workers; He also farmed his own land, and only came to work for a certain family during the Chinese New Year holidays and rent collection. When he was too busy, he told his father that he could ask his son Runtu to take care of the sacrificial vessels. My father allowed it; I am also very happy, because I have heard the name leap soil, and I know that he and I seem to be born in a leap month, and the five elements are short of soil, so his father called him leap soil.
he can pretend to catch small birds. I look forward to the new year every day, and when the new year comes, the leap land will arrive.
Finally, at the end of the year, one day, my mother told me that the leap soil was coming, so I flew to see it. He is in the kitchen, with a purple round face, wearing a small felt hat and a bright silver collar around his neck. This shows that his father loves him very much and is afraid of his death, so he made a wish in front of the Buddha and trapped him with a circle.
He is shy when he sees people, but he is not afraid of me. When there is no one else, he talks to me, so we get to know each other in less than half a day. We didn't know what to talk about at that time, except that Runtu was very happy, saying that after going to the city, we saw many things we had never seen before.
the next day, I asked him to catch birds. He said, "This can't be done.
it must snow heavily. It snowed in our sandy land. I swept out a clearing, set up a big bamboo plaque with a short stick, and spread the valley. When the birds came to eat, I only pulled the rope tied to the stick at a distance, and the birds were covered under the bamboo plaque.
Everything: rice chicken, horn chicken, bighead owl, blue back ... "So I'm looking forward to snow again. Runtu said to me again, "It's too cold now. Come to us in summer.
We go to the seaside to pick up shells every day. There are all kinds of shells, red and green, and there are also ghosts, and there are also Guanyin players. Dad and I will take care of watermelons in the evening, and you will also go. "
"Do you care about thieves?" "No. People who walk are thirsty and pick a melon to eat. We don't steal it here.
it's badger, pig, hedgehog, and Yan. Under the moon, listen, la-la-la is ringing, and Yan is biting the melon.
You pinched the Hu fork and walked gently ... "I didn't know what this so-called embarrassing thing was then-even now-but I felt like a puppy and fierce for no reason. "Doesn't he bite?" "There are hu fork?
when you get there, you stab when you see Yan. This beast is very clever. He ran towards you and ran from his crotch.
His fur is as smooth as oil ... "I never knew there were so many new things in the world: there were so many colorful shells on the seashore; Watermelon has such a dangerous experience. I only knew that he sold it in the fruit electric. "In our sandy land, when the tide is coming, there are many jumping fish just jumping, all with frog-like feet ..." Ah! There are endless strange things in my heart, which my usual friends don't know.
They don't know something. When Runtu is at the seaside, they all see only the sky in the four corners of the high wall in the yard like me. It's a pity that the first month passed and Runtu had to go home. I was so anxious that I cried. He also hid in the kitchen and cried and refused to go out, but he was finally taken away by his father.
Later, he asked his father to bring me a bag of shells and some beautiful bird feathers. I also gave him something once or twice, but we never met again. Now that my mother mentioned him, all my memories here suddenly flashed. 3. Lovely hometown composition (write about a place in my hometown)
Zhuanghe, my lovely hometown
Hometown, a comfortable and nostalgic name; Hometown, an amazing and fascinating place. If you ask me where my hometown is? I will tell you proudly that she is zhuanghe city, a famous coastal city, and she is like a bright pearl embedded in the north bank of the Yellow Sea.
The beautiful sea is a beautiful scenery in my hometown, and the sea at night is even more beautiful. As the saying goes: "On the beauty of Zhuanghe sea, the sea is the most beautiful in several nights." The sun hasn't set yet, and the afterglow of the setting sun is sprinkled on the sea, and the sea is shining with golden light. Seagulls fly on the sea from time to time, picking golden waves with their white and beautiful wings, and their movements are so chic and charming. Slowly the sun hid in the dark green embrace of the western hills, and in an instant, the sea changed from blue to dark green. At this time, if you look at the distant green hills, islands and fishing boats, they seem to be far away, small and hazy, and even the sound of the waves hitting the rocks seems to be slow, big and deep. After a while, countless lights, red, green and white, suddenly appeared on the distant sea. When you look closely at these lights: some are still, some are flowing, and some are blinking rhythmically. I don't know how long it took, but the stars slowly climbed into the deep blue night, and the moon reflected its beautiful body on the sea. At this time, it is even more charming for you to look at the night at sea. The moon shadow is sideways on the sea, as if dressing up. The sea was silent, as if everything had solidified. Layers of waves, accompanied by the refreshing sea breeze, gently hum its soothing and gentle nocturne. In the distance, the green hills, lighthouses and boats on the sea seem to be asleep. At this moment, they are sleeping like babies in the arms of the sea, occasionally singing in their dreams. The moon sprinkled pieces of silver scales on the deep blue sea, but the stars were playing hide-and-seek with the sea like a group of naughty children.
Zhuanghe is not only beautiful in water, but also beautiful in mountains. Because there are all kinds of trees on the towering mountains, such as pine, cypress and maple, the air here is particularly fresh. From a distance, tall trees are just like soldiers in green uniforms, guarding our lovely home day and night all the time. In spring, colorful flowers are blooming everywhere on the mountain, and the whole mountain forest is full of rich floral fragrance. Behind the mountain is a lush pine forest. In the morning, milky white fog hangs over the earth. The pine forest seems to be immersed in the dense fog, and the green pine leaves are covered with dew. As long as the pine leaves are gently shaken, the dew will fall down, leaving us all wet. After a while, the fog cleared, and the sun shone like a sword through the tops of pine trees and into the pine forest. The pine forest was full of excitement. Birds flew from this pine tree to that one, and the pine tree woke up from sleep and showed its beautiful "dense hair" under the sunshine. At noon, dense layers of pine leaves sealed the pine forest tightly, blocking people's sight and covering the blue sky. As night fell, the round moon crept up the treetops, the bright moonlight shone in the pine forest, the wind blew gently, the birds slept in the warm nest, and the whole pine forest fell asleep.
This is a beautiful place, a paradise for leisure and holiday. The endless sea, the tall and straight green hills around, the mountains with green trees and red flowers, and the newly-built wide and flat coastal highway, with shady trees and flowers, and the high-rise buildings with pink makeup and jade like bamboo shoots rising in spring, the garden flower beds along the street between the buildings are all unique. Walking on this hot land really makes people feel like "people are walking on the road, like in Traveling in a pictorial world".
lovely hometown-Zhuanghe, you are the song in my heart! I would like to turn into a spray, a big tree, and March forward with you and grow sturdily together. 4. Imitation of Lu Xun's composition "Hometown"
It's a holiday, and I left the reinforced concrete city to reunite with my hometown that I haven't seen for more than ten years.
It's almost the Spring Festival, but I don't see many people. It's cloudy, and a heavy snow is brewing. On the bluestone path, there are several pavilions before leaving the cold. The fields are a mess, and there are a few fluffy grass people. The cold wind blows straight in. Where is this my hometown?
My childhood hometown is much more beautiful than this, but I have lost my impression. Now I see that my hometown looks like a forgotten village. I know that those young and capable people have all gone to the city. The rest are just old people who are dying. In fact, I should have known that, but I still have a glimmer of hope for my hometown. Now it seems that I have gone with the cold wind.
I am going home for the New Year this time. (Grandpa had an accident, and I'm afraid he will die soon, so I'm his only grandson). In the second half of next year, I'm going to study abroad. In the meantime, I don't have time to go home. I have to sign up on the eleventh day of the first month, and I have to go back to my mother before the eighth day.
When I got to the village entrance, I saw smoke curling up on the roof of every family, and everyone was cooking dinner. As soon as I got to the door, the dog ran out and barked at me. I happily took the big bag and small bag in my hand. When I entered the house, my grandfather was lying on the bed, and when he saw me, he was too happy to speak. There were a lot of pork and a big pig's head hanging on the wall. 5. Writing a composition about my hometown
My hometown
My hometown-Baoji (you change your name yourself. Then introduce the geographical location of your hometown), at both ends of Guanzhong Plain. Qinling Mountain is its southern barrier, surrounded by mountains, and Weihe River water flows through the middle of the city. From the information I checked, I know that it has a total area of 18,22 square kilometers and a population of 3.72 million. In 1994, it was rated as "the national advanced city in landscaping." In 1995, it was rated as "National Health City." In 25, it won the honorary title of "National Sanitary City" and "National Environmental Protection Model City" again. I'm so proud of my hometown!
Baoji is the ancient place of Yandi and the birthplace of Qin culture. The rites and music of the Western Zhou Dynasty, the statutes of Qin and Han Dynasties, the glory of the Tang Dynasty and the charm of the Song Dynasty left a rich and vivid impression on this land. The history is profound, the cultural remains are prosperous, the human landscape is dotted, and the natural scenery is unique. My hometown is really an ancient and modern city. There are famen temples famous at home and abroad here; There is the tomb of our ancestor Shennong, Emperor Yan; There is the mausoleum of the king of Qin; There is a national Taibai Forest Park; There is a fishing site in Taigong Jiang Ziya-Diaoyutai. Every year, many tourists from home and abroad come to worship Emperor Yan of Shennong and Sheridan, the founder of Buddhism. The scene is grand and spectacular, and it is very lively.
nowadays, Baoji has a wide road and many tall buildings, and many trees and flowers are planted along the road.