2. Autumn is a poem that gently tells a series of touching stories. Autumn is a great artist. He paints pictures that money can't buy.
Only when you leave your hometown for a period of time, will you find out how fast your parents are getting old, which makes you have no strength to cry.
Winter brings beautiful white snow, and the frozen pond becomes a place for children to skate and play. Bamboo stopped dancing and quietly waited for the next spring in the cold wind.
My own strength is meager, but if we wanderers unite with our meager strength, Zhucheng, the pearl of Lv Dongming, will be more dazzling.
When autumn comes, the leaves on the trees wither. The old tree that has been close to the ground for decades is almost hollow. Thinking of this, I can't help thinking of my hometown.
7. Autumn is getting stronger, and the lotus pond is already in ruins. Once the pride withered with the autumn wind. Bamboo still maintains a strong body, swaying in the cold sun.
Whenever night falls, Quzhou becomes an ocean of lights, a world of light and a running car. The lights are flashing, red, yellow and white. It really looks like a magnificent big flower bed.
9. Summer has come, the pond is already green, the lotus flowers are scrambling to open, and the white flowers attract passers-by to stop. Small bamboo shoots have grown into tall bamboos, swaying gently in the wind.
10, yes, from ancient times to the present, on such a night, seeing the moon and thinking of people, who can live up to their inner infatuation in vain. However, Li Bai is thinking about his relatives and friends in his hometown, and I am thinking about my beauty.
1 1, there is love in the heart, and it is not sad to wear branches and brush leaves; He who has no distractions is not afraid of thorns. How many times will the dream of hometown be broken? All the way to the mountains, all the way to the water, how strong is the will?
12, hometown, how many nights I stood in the dormitory corridor facing west, looking up at the night sky, thinking about my hometown when I grew up, thinking that there was a smiling face hidden on every star, which made people want to wear it.
13, the taste of hometown is hidden in that happy time. Whenever I go back to my hometown, several good friends will come to play with me. We play our favorite games. I will never forget the happy time at that moment.
14, I wasted a lot of money before I died, but I held a pair of hands empty-handed. When you are sad, you are busy every day. You have to fight hard to win. A hundred years later, I was a theater, and suddenly I broke off with gongs and drums. I don't know where my hometown is.
15, it is said that the sandstorm has blown to * *. Many old people took to the streets, spread out their hands, looked up at the sky at 45 degrees, burst into tears, took a deep breath and said excitedly, 60 years, 60 years, and finally smelled the soil in their hometown.
16, the mountain is high and the water is long. I can't blow away this little affection along the way, and I won't stop the suffering of lovesickness. I only send a heart of lovesickness to the moon, just as the moon sends a thousand miles of lovesickness. I hope people will live for a long time and be beautiful thousands of miles away.
17, people, it's strange that only strangers can make them talk to each other. In life, every seemingly stranger may have a different hometown behind him. Bring a smile to the stranger, and sometimes you will gain a lot.
18, my hometown is in Lanzhou, where the scenery is very beautiful, with beautiful Wuquan Mountain and Baita Mountain. The Yellow River Railway Bridge spans the banks of the Yellow River like a rainbow, and the charming 40-mile Yellow River amorous feelings line provides a good place for people to travel and relax.
19, I am thousands of miles away from home, but my heart is closely connected with my hometown. Zhucheng's cultural and economic position in China makes us proud. The great achievements made by various industries in my hometown are the pride of every traveler.
20. In spring, the lotus leaf pokes its head out of the mud, and the sharp little head just sticks out of the water, causing the dragonfly to stop on the ground. That small cluster of bamboo shoots broke through the soil, bathed in warm sunshine, and desperately grew to the top of their parents' heads.
2 1. The grass in my hometown is so bright and beautiful that it shines when the sun shines. The grass here is more novel than yours, with oval, rectangular and trapezoidal shapes. You'll love it when you see it!
22. The flavor of hometown is hidden in the beautiful scenery. There are two trees in front of my house, one is a tall and straight pine tree and the other is a beautiful osmanthus tree. I will never forget the fragrance of osmanthus and the tenacious spirit of pine trees. I love my hometown.
In recent years, buildings in the village have mushroomed from all corners. Three floors and four floors, some of which are beautifully decorated. Even if it's only one floor, it's not a building. After all, it looks much more pleasing to the eye than those mud brick houses.
24. Today's Gantang Lake, the clear water is so green and transparent under the sunlight! Slight ripples shine with little golden light, like a piece of jade inlaid with many gold nuggets, flashing, making you feel that she is so soft and lovely.
25. The beauty of autumn is mature-it is not as shy as spring, so exposed in summer and so restrained in winter. Qiu Shuang is an important representative, and many poets spend their pen and ink on describing Qiu Shuang or autumn scenery to express their deep thoughts and lonely feelings.
26. The spring rain in my hometown is a beautiful and sad poem. On rainy days, I want to write about the beauty of rain and the meaning of life. Inadvertently, I will look back on an old time and always be booed. Life is so short and so long.
27. My hometown is picturesque. Trees are green, flowers are in full bloom, and people can rest and play games freely; Driving on the riverside avenue, a beautiful picture unfolds in front of your eyes. It's really a car driving on the road in a world of pictorial. I love you, my hometown!
28. I didn't expect the quality of hometown people to improve so fast! After lunch, I took a leisurely walk and saw that those farmers in the distance no longer used old Niu Gengdi, but used various tractors. The sound when plowing seems to praise the changes in my hometown.
29. Hometown is a sacred place for rice. In spring, farmers' uncles are the seeds of rice. In summer, farmers come with smiles and plant seedlings in the fields. Autumn is the happiest season for farmers' uncles. When the farmer's uncle saw the rice bowing to his farmer's uncle, the farmer was particularly brilliant.
30. Not to mention the interior decoration, the floor tiles are smooth enough to show the figure, and the gorgeous wallpaper is simply sticking money on the wall and spreading it on the ground. Even if it is only painted with white lime, it looks much brighter, and it is no longer as dark and depressing as a mud brick house.
3 1, I just want to live vigorously at the moment, and it doesn't matter where I go or who I meet. All the places I'm going to are hometown I've never met. I was, and I am now. I can't choose how to live and how to die; But I can decide how to love and how to live.
32.look! Next to the West Lake, on the path paved with golden fallen leaves, pedestrians stopped to listen to Miss Qiu's beautiful singing. Staring at the photos of autumn. From time to time, the oncoming autumn wind is mixed with the fragrance of osmanthus, * * and autumn.
33. Autumn is beautiful, and the beauty lies in clarity. A crisscross stream is singing and dancing, flowing slowly. Autumn is very wheat, and the beauty lies in the scenery. Leaves of different colors and shapes fall from the branches and gently pat the delicate skin of Mother Earth.
At noon, the weather became hot. The sun is scorching the earth, and those birds who are alive and kicking in the morning are hiding in the shade. Cicadas don't want to sing their own songs in the trees, and frogs accompany them by the river from time to time. This is a beautiful symphony in my hometown.
35. In spring, it drizzles like silk. Navel orange tree greedily sucks nectar, and leaves are laughing happily in the rain. After Tomb-Sweeping Day, navel oranges have probably blossomed. White flowers swaying; Suddenly a gust of wind blew, and the flowers in the valley filled the orchard, which was particularly fragrant.
36. People say that carrying a bag is a passerby; Put down your baggage and you will find your hometown. As we all know, life is not absolutely stable. Since they are all passers-by, we should walk through the fleeting time with a calm and indifferent heart and laugh at the ups and downs in the world.
37. I have strong feelings for this place since I was a child. In the first row of my house, you can see that vast green field, and the fresh wind gently blows on the lovely face of the beautiful village. Here, from dirt road to asphalt road; From Straw House to Small House ...
38. Night, so beautiful and so bleak, I saw the prosperity of the city at night, but the prosperity ended at dawn; Everything has returned to its original appearance, and the city is too complicated to feel inner peace; I miss my quiet and warm hometown. The air is clear and there is no dust.
39. Wild geese fly south, and autumn has arrived. In this harvest season, we also ran to the mountains, not for anything else, just to eat wild fruits and pick wild mushrooms. Although the earth will gradually lose its former grace, we are all very happy because we have been blessed and rewarded by the earth.
40. Willow oars splash peach blossoms, cranes in Tingzhou overlook, drink a lamp to keep the fragrance of the years, sing a song about the past, and the song of mountains and rivers echoes with ardent thoughts. Last year's two lines of letters warmed your eyes again. The hometown of long-lost clouds and water is quiet and warm, and you are in your heart.
4 1, a day passed in the blink of an eye. My mother and I are walking on the road leading to the village entrance. I looked back at the brand-new tile houses and buildings, looked at the farm, listened to the noisy voices, and sighed from the heart: "Everything in my hometown has changed, which is all caused by the party's policy of enriching the people."
42. I love my hometown and I love the green grass in my hometown. In summer, we lie on the soft grass and look up at the blue sky. Oh! Blue sky, green land and red flowers, our hearts are intoxicated ... humming tunes that are not tuned, and that beautiful daydream is like drifting white clouds.
43. Only I know grandpa's loneliness. Because I also have such loneliness. I miss the old house in my hometown. Every morning, the euphemistic sound of warblers, the sad wooden stairs, the tiny sunshine scattered through the green bamboo forest, and the unforgettable earthy breath with a faint fragrance.
44, people! No matter how long you have been away from home, no matter how high your status is, no matter whether you are poor or rich, the most difficult thing to give up is your feelings for your hometown. The most unforgettable thing is the landscape of your hometown, the food you want to eat most, the local accent and rhyme you want to hear most, and the most important thing to do is to contribute your strength to your hometown.
45. My uncle took me into a room and opened a piece of cloth. Ah, this is exactly what I am familiar with-a computer. My uncle operates the computer skillfully, just like talking about the piano. My sister also has a computer. She is good at playing with computers. The old social concept of son preference is gone forever now.
46. It is obvious that this is a homeless person, but everyone says he is a fellow villager. Zen is silent, but seeking truth. There's no need to say anything, just struggle. Walking in the world, thinking in my heart, I have been entangled, but in the end it is just an obsession. Since it is a walk, let's take a leisurely walk. Break up, break up.
47. When the land in the north was frozen, the hometown was wrapped in silver, and the willow river was like a huge ivory sculpture, which was picturesque, poetic and intoxicating. Many people praise it with pens, and even a little bit of me can't help liking it and want to eulogize it.
48. At night, the most beautiful place is Qilin Mountain. Standing at the foot of the mountain and looking up, the whole mountain was decorated with colorful lights. After walking 372 steps, you have to climb a rugged mountain road to reach the top of the mountain. Standing on the top of the mountain, we can have a panoramic view of the whole city, just like an ocean of lights.
49. Moonlight in how bright at home! They are relatives of their hometown. For wandering wanderers, hometown will always be a precious ink painting and a warm harbor for the soul to rely on. Crossing the mountains and rivers, crossing the fleeting time, no matter where the wandering voice falls, the lingering homesickness has never diminished.
50. From the moment everyone is born, it means to stay away from purity and start walking in the fireworks of the world of mortals. Chasing in the vast sea of people, looking for the so-called home, in fact, people have never really been home, just temporarily staying, watching for a few spring days, waiting for a few new moons to become round. Stay is an instant, turn is the horizon.
5 1, the sea is vast and the countryside is deep. When the cable is untied and the ship sails offshore, what are the ripples left behind the wanderer? When the whistle blows and the wheels roll, there is more than shouting left behind the wanderer? Perhaps, when the wanderer's forced smile turns into tears after turning around, his thoughts have turned into a disaster.
52. My father and I came to my uncle's house. Wow, my uncle's house has also changed. The walls are painted as white as snow, as if they were made of powder and Daiyu, as if they were wrapped in white. The furniture is also brand-new, engraved with dragon and phoenix patterns. The house is so big that they don't have to cook with a stove anymore. It's all changed into a gas stove, which is convenient and fast. I seem to be in a fairyland on earth.
53. In fact, only a wanderer's heart will be so sad! Only vagrants' tears will be sad! Because for me, it will always be a kite. That line holds every tree and flower in my hometown. I want to fly high against the wind and rain, just to see the warmth of home again!
54. In every game on the stage of life, they are your relatives and friends, every crisis in the charge challenge, their safe haven, every harvest in the successful struggle and their source of strength. Thank you for your relatives around you, for your relatives far away, for being on the road, for your home in your heart, for having a home, and for you.
55. Love in my heart composes lovesickness for my heart. My heart puts down melody tears for my tears. I walk in the hopeless season. I feel sad and clear. I am lost in my hometown of missing. A city of love has been irrigated across the sea. A bad weather, a cliff can't see the future happiness.
56. The hometown that haunts me from time to time is actually a small mountain village with beautiful scenery. The rolling mountains around the mountain village care for the people here hand in hand, just like a kind mother staring at the child in her arms. How many times have I crossed the long river of memory, how many times have I crossed time and space, waded through mountains and rivers, and dreamed of returning to this beautiful hometown.
57. "Moonlight at home, how bright!" A poem written by Du Lao at the beginning was only five words. After countless identical moons tonight, I realized that every drop is blood and tears! The moonlight in my hometown will always touch the hearts of wanderers. It is heartbreaking white and heartbreaking bright, but in this ups and downs of human feelings, this pain is my eternal comfort!
58. The stars in Jiangnan are lonely. Even looking up at the night sky for a long time, there are only a few scattered stars. Separated by thin air and immeasurable distance. You look at the stars and the stars look at you. Silent eye contact reminds me of thousands of thoughts. She is not as lovely as the stars in her hometown, so she won't wink at you easily, and she won't be too tired of you.
59. I miss my hometown and the small bookstore in my hometown. Miss my hometown, miss the plum tree in my hometown. Miss my hometown, miss my hometown's small stone road. I miss my hometown and my classmates. Ah! Hometown, I miss you in the bright moonlight at the moment! Do you miss each other as much as I do at the moment? I will wait for you slowly in the bright moonlight.
60. I always feel that the snowflakes in winter in my hometown are the most graceful and spectacular in my heart when I was a child. I was still lying in a warm bed in the morning. Hearing the sound of "falling snow" outside, I immediately got up, put on cotton-padded trousers and ran to the door of the main room. Cotton-ball-like snowflakes poured in from the window lattice, the main door and the eaves.
6 1 Lanzhou has beautiful scenery. There are scenic Baita Mountain, Xinglong Mountain with rich virgin forest flavor, Wuquan Mountain with the same name as Baita Mountain, and the Yellow River Railway Bridge with a long history. It is located on both sides of the Yellow River like a dragon, and now there is a magnificent and brightly lit yellow river customs line, which is a fairyland on earth.
62. Hot summer often makes people lazy, but we children can't be idle for a moment. When we are tired, we go to the mountains to catch cicadas and butterflies. The scenery in the forest is more beautiful. There are many kinds of birds living and multiplying, and there are many beautiful wild flowers, butterflies and bees flying in the air, singing birds and flowers.
63. It's really colorful. Although these flowers are not expensive, they decorate this grassland of youth with their own beauty and dedicate themselves selflessly to the earth. Swarms of bees, flapping their yellow wings, are busy humming honey; Colorful butterflies are also dancing in pairs, haha, spring is really lively!
64. In spring, my mother no longer has to worry about water droplets; In summer, my family sleeps on the floor. When the electric fan blows, we sleep until dawn. In autumn, we take our grandparents home and live together like "immortals". Not to mention winter, when the air conditioner is turned on, the snow is fluttering outside the window and the warmth inside the house is thick.
65. Things have changed, times have changed and people have changed, but the only constant is homesickness when leaving home, just like He, the young leave home and the old come back. The local accent has not changed, and the children have never met each other. They smiled and asked the guests where they came from. This song may not be suitable for me, but at least it is my mood. Anyway, let's go out and have a look.
66. Time has never polished dreams, beliefs or tears in dreams. It is the wandering eyes that can't penetrate Qian Shan. How to accommodate foreign scenery? Walking in a foreign land, wandering scenery, squeezing the soul of a stranger in the tears chased by the breeze. Endless desert, white clouds, conveying the crisp local accent of hometown.
67. I just want to do this. In every refreshing morning, I lean against the window to collect a touch of sunshine and plant it quietly in my heart, waiting for the spring breeze to blow this vibrant world again. Or, looking at the distant hometown, I don't miss it, I don't miss it, I just let the wind bring my deepest blessing and deepest concern, let it go. Then turn around and forget what you have paid and what you owe.
68. My hometown is not only rich in products, but also has profound and unique national festival culture, such as the Water-splashing Festival of the Dai people, the Aruwoluo Festival of Achang people, the longitudinal song festival of Jingpo people, etc ... My favorite is the Water-splashing Festival. Whenever the Songkran Festival comes in early April, I will put on holiday clothes and splash water outside with the children, wishing each other good health and all the best, and there is a sea of joy everywhere.
69. New factories have sprung up in residential buildings, and every household has refrigerators, washing machines and telephones. The villagers have embarked on a well-off life. In just a few years, earth-shaking changes have taken place, and their hometown has become a veritable rice granary, which is really famous in the four seas and nine continents. Ah! My lovely northeast hometown, I love the people in my hometown more, because they make my hometown more beautiful through hard work.
70. Reading good books and making friends with excellent people are two great blessings in life. A person's status is determined by his friends around him. The more friends you have, the higher your value and the greater your help to your career. Friends are an indispensable asset in your life. Life is a constantly fluctuating journey. Teenagers should leave home, sad people should leave sadly, eagles should leave comfort, and happiness should leave sadness.
7 1, we are in the city center, so we don't know the green geometry of our hometown. I don't know who cut off the thin leaves, and there were no catkins or migratory birds returning to their nests. Living on the edge of the city, everyone is struggling, groping and looking around, all of them are noisy crowds and cement forests, but who wants to leave their hometown, give up the fertile soil of their hometown and set foot in this dirty air if life is not forced?
72. When night falls, the lake dam is brightly lit, just like the stars falling on the earth. At this moment, my heart is surging. I seem to see my mother's happy face, her affectionate eyes and her extremely excited and excited heart! "Thank you, son. You have changed my life with hard-working hands and sweat, and also changed the lives of more people. "
73. Due to the great development of longevity economy, the fields here are gradually reduced and replaced by factories of different sizes. A beautiful factory is like a beautiful big garden. The green lawn around the factory is like a green carpet, and the flowers in the flower beds are competing for fragrance. Yan Jia can be described as a brand new one! Yan's people really have the great ambition to change the Sun, Moon and Heaven Emperor!
74. Xiao Yue is like a curtain. I sat quietly by the window. The soft music in the microphone floated around with the fragrant tea in the white porcelain cup and curled up in the silent night. In the small white porcelain cup is the famous Hakka black tea in my hometown, called "Hakka Red". Rushing into a small white porcelain cup, the tea soup looks as red as pomegranate seeds, clear and transparent. Take a sip, with the bitterness of tea and the fragrance of roses.
In my memory, my hometown is the most beautiful in spring. Spring is the time for everything to revive. From that moment on, everything was full of vitality. Willow buds are sprouting, the ice in the river is melting, and even swallows are flying back here from the far south. All this is so beautiful and prosperous. Almost every spring, I will go for an outing with my companions and observe the changes in my hometown.
76. My home is three bedrooms and two halls. The walls are painted white, and the floor is covered with tiles, which is smooth and clean. I can play on it barefoot every day. Everything in the house is neatly arranged and no longer crowded. I put the doll on the aluminum balcony and let her bask in the sun every day. Mother stopped complaining about the suffocating smoke. When cooking, I play in the living room or watch cartoons.
77. Qionghua is the city flower of Yangzhou. Since ancient times, there has been a reputation of "cultivating a flower, there is no such thing in the world". Qionghua looks elegant and pure. Its flowers are as big as a jade basin, surrounded by eight five-petal flowers, with a white pearl-like flower in the middle and a butterfly-like stamen around, swaying gently under the breeze, just like a butterfly playing with beads. Snowball-like flowers are covered with branches, and the fragrance is rich and fascinating.
78, rippling in the dance steps of time, the soul is a place to miss home. In a materialistic society, the moon above her head always seems to be covered with a layer of dust, vague and lazy without purity. Now I'm walking on the path in my hometown, and when I look up, I know it's the Lantern Festival. The moon on the horizon is so simple, but I stretch out my hand to touch it, but it is so high. Perhaps this is its inner purity.
79. Spring has come, and I want to put my heart back in that haunting distant place. Let the soul grow the wings of Beida Goose, ride the wind blowing from colorful clouds, and hold the stew that moistens the south of the Yangtze River? Singing the fishing song of the morning boat and touching the fragrance of the night window, I returned to my hometown after a long separation. I pushed aside the thawed soil, dug up the dream buried here, bathed her in bright sunshine, and expected her to slowly grow branches and bear the long-awaited fruit of true love.
80. Do you know? Everyone's hometown has its own flavor. As the car gets closer to home, your feelings will become stronger and stronger. The smoke from the village kitchen hasn't touched your eyes yet, but your eyes are full of tears. The closer I get to my hometown, the more timid I am, afraid to inquire about people from home. The acquaintances in my hometown greet you with a smile, and the children look at you strangely. At the door, I found my elderly parents watching the door, and I couldn't help crying at this moment.
8 1, the old house in Pingjie is very broken, the brick has turned from yellow to black, and the water chestnut edge of the brick has long been worn out. From the bottom, the tiles are rotten, and the houses are very short, only two to four stories high. Fuyuan City has only a coal-rich building with seventeen or eighteen floors. Now, people are rich, and many old houses in Pingjie have been demolished and turned into high-rise buildings and magnificent buildings.
I really miss the scenery in my hometown. They are so beautiful. The mountains in my hometown, refreshing green, make me unforgettable. How unforgettable! I always dream of the mountains in my beautiful hometown in my dreams. It is so beautiful and wrinkled that I will never forget it. However, my mother, who always loves to spoil everyone's fun, has now left my hometown with me and came to this busy Wudi. Why did my hometown abandon me? Am I not cute enough?
83. My hometown is a remote village in Suihua City, Heilongjiang Province. There is no noise in the city, but I feel the most primitive rhythm of nature there. The simple villagers' laughter, the chirping of birds flying in the air, the flowing water of the river in front of the door, the insects chirping between the trees and the grass ... Are these not all the notes of my hometown? I can't help but sigh, what an intoxicating thing it is to listen to the music in my hometown!
I don't know why, I always wake up in the middle of the night, as if I were asleep, but I can't sleep. After hearing the noise, the city is only quiet and terrible at this time. Open the window, there is no bustling crowd, and there are no vendors selling. Only the street lamp casts mottled light and shadow to lengthen the time, and only on this night can I feel the breath of my hometown. Today, I realize that this city is no longer its flashy mask.
85. My homesickness! The mountains floating in my hometown are like clouds in the past. My homesickness Filled the sky, but tortured my heart. My homesickness This is a sad sigh after I woke up from my dream. My homesickness It is a kind of slightly blue smoke, which is white and curly. My homesickness It's the pain in my heart. My homesickness It is the eternal pain in my heart. I've been wondering if leaving my hometown is a doomed mistake.
There is a clear river not far behind my house. The green river sparkled in the golden sun. There are trees on both sides of the river, and their shadows are swaying. Those flowers and plants are swaying in the wind, which is pleasing to the eye and reluctant to go. Flocks of small white geese lined up in the river and swam around happily. People in twos and threes on the shore chatted while washing clothes; In summer, friends play by the water and have a water fight. This river is our happy paradise.
87. Greentown-Zhengzhou! In this beautiful city, truth, goodness and beauty travel like elves in every corner of the city; Truth, goodness and beauty are like a fiery red sun shining on every corner of the city; Truth, goodness and beauty are like a beautiful rainbow, crossing the city with beautiful light and color, leaving people with warm sunshine ... Truth, goodness and beauty are also a beautiful landscape. As long as you observe carefully, you will certainly find the existence of truth, goodness and beauty!