Composition "Land of Hometown" Modern Poetry 100 200 words

It's autumn again, and the golden color is overwhelming, sweeping every inch of land.

The streets are covered with golden Huang Chengcheng corn, round beans and full peanuts ... This is a good time for autumn harvest and the happiest moment for farmers, and all this comes from the land in my hometown.

I admire and am unfamiliar with the land in my hometown. My parents are ordinary farmers, and food is the foundation of our life, and these foods are bred from the land in my hometown, so I admire them very much. But I seldom set foot on that land, so I am a stranger to it. It was not until that year that I really understood the land in my hometown.

This is also a golden autumn for harvest and a busy time for farming. But because it rained not long ago, the ground was muddy, and the machine couldn't get in, so we had to use manpower. My parents never let me work in the fields. They are afraid that I will be too tired and will delay my study. But we can't use machines this year. If we don't harvest soon, the grain may rot in the field. Walking along the path in the field with my parents, I looked at the deciduous trees on both sides and the crops that were about to be harvested in the field, and I was very happy. The dew in the morning is still wet, and my trouser legs are wet, which is exactly what I said: "The road is narrow and the grass is long, and the evening dew is stained with clothes." It feels good to return to nature!

Soon, I arrived at my field. Large areas of corn and peanuts grow on the black soil. The full corn cob came out of its shell and grinned at me, showing its golden teeth. Get to work. I'm in charge of breaking corn. I held corn orange in one hand and corn cob in the other, and I easily won a corn. As time goes on, more and more corn is piled up on the ground. The dark land is littered with large and small corn, yellow and green corn, and the corn and oranges that still stand tall on it are also beautiful.