Composition "I am a spokesperson for my hometown"
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People say, Nostalgia is always unforgettable. Yes, nostalgia is an ancient and deep song, which always plays the melody of love in my heart. The winding loess paths in my hometown, the yellow flowers beside the river, the honest and kind villagers... everything about my hometown is concentrated in my hometown love song.
Maybe it’s the whining leaf flute, maybe it’s the whispering purple swallow, no, it’s the faint yellow flowers in my hometown, which affects many of my dreams of returning home.
My hometown is a small village, with a small river flowing in front of the village. Before spring, the river bank slopes will be covered with yellow flowers, one after another, one after another. The color is light, but it looks so bright. They bloom on the wasteland, hiding among the weeds, poking their heads towards people mischievously, and what a wonderful world is contained in the yellow flowers! This is another natural "pasture". The branches and leaves of the yellow flowers are rich pasture. The cattle and sheep that people raise are grazed here, so people like it more and like the yellow flowers here.
At that time, life in the small village was as plain and quiet as the clear river water. After people finished their work, they sat on the loess in front of each house, shook the banana fan, and told ancient and distant stories, and the stories were always the Eight Immortals, the Heavenly Palace...
Several years have passed. , is the small village still so beautiful? Are the yellow flowers on the river bank still so bright? In the rippling spring season, I left the noisy urban area and returned to my hometown, which I miss day and night.
The car took me to the streets of the village. I was surprised to find that the winding loess paths in my memory had been replaced by wide roads; the low and dilapidated houses on both sides of the road had disappeared and were replaced by new tile-roofed houses, and the streets were lined with visitors. There are also flower beds not far away from the trees. Although they are not big, their green branches and leaves are colorful, adding infinite vitality to the countryside.
Changed, the small village has changed greatly. I sighed like this and walked into my second uncle's house. As soon as I stepped into the yard, I received a warm welcome: chickens, ducks, and geese played a unique "welcome song" unique to farmers, and the little yellow dog waggled its tail happily. At this time, the second aunt came out of the house and shouted in surprise: "Chao'er, you're on vacation, why didn't you call me when you came back?" As she said this, she pulled me into the house and took out two more bags like a gust of wind. A plate of yellow and orange apricots. When I looked at my second aunt, I really couldn't imagine that my second aunt, who used to be silent in the past, could now speak and act so neatly. I asked: "Aunt, where is your second uncle?" "He, he has gone to the factory early and is so busy that he doesn't even care about his own responsibilities. Oh, now we have set up an agricultural and sideline food processing factory, your second uncle He is still a consultant!" The second aunt smiled, her brows filled with joy.
In the evening, the countryside was darkened, and the children were sitting at home watching TV. The adults gathered together to talk about the exciting things, but the topic was no longer the Eight Immortals, but how. Make the countryside more beautiful and life richer...
The night in my hometown is so intoxicating. I am not tired at all. I go out quickly to look for the river in my memory and the river in my dream. yellow flower. Unknowingly, we came to a construction site covered with gravel. The place was brightly lit and timber was piled up. It was obviously a high-rise building under construction. I suddenly remembered, isn’t this where the clear little river flows? Aren’t the yellow flowers that have lingered in my dreams blooming here? Where did it go? Where have the beautiful rivers and yellow flowers gone?
I hurriedly asked the old man who was looking after the construction site. He pointed at the construction site, with a bright smile on his face, and said: "What is under construction is the cultural center of the village, which was built by everyone raising funds. You The small river I mentioned was diverted to build a beautiful small lake; there are still wild flowers, but we can’t miss important things because of this..." I couldn’t help but feel a little melancholy in my heart. But looking at the bright lights on the construction site and the bright smile on the old man’s face, I suddenly thought that when the cultural center is built here, at night, the windows with shining lights will be just flowers. Beautiful yellow flowers?
Ah! The yellow flowers in my hometown are a note that will never disappear in the love song of my hometown. I write an endorsement composition for my hometown
The surging Yellow River flows endlessly, passing through with majestic momentum; the beautiful lilies bloom one after another, using the array to The fragrant fragrance fills the heart and spleen; the delicious white pink peaches hang on the branches, their delicate posture makes people happy... This is the characteristic of Lanzhou, this is the characteristic of the provincial capital of Gansu.
My hometown is in this beautiful and passionate Lanzhou.
People often say that "Lanzhou people's morning starts with a bowl of beef noodles." The hot beef noodle soup, paired with strong hand-pulled noodles, and fresh coriander are all delicious and delicious, making you salivate. The beef noodles that have been passed down for generations have been deeply engraved with the mark of homesickness. How can a returnee return home from the homesickness of several years without eating a bowl of authentic ramen?
< p> Anhui has Huangmei Opera, Hebei has Bangzi Opera, and Gansu has Long Opera. Strangely enough, Lanzhou people prefer Shaanxi opera - Qin Opera. During the New Year and festivals, grand stages in various places also come alive one after another, decorated with red silk and green satin.The elderly people at home were also full of energy and energetic, carrying their grandchildren on their backs and small stools as they approached the stage one after another. With just the sound of the cymbals and gongs, the performance began. The fans in the audience were mesmerized, and the actors on the stage sang even harder. When the song was over, she was still not satisfied. The peasant woman who was listening to the opera also learned to sing well.
Chongqing is called "Mountain City", while Lanzhou is called "Jincheng". In ancient times, this place was divided into "Jincheng County". Because of the unique terrain and the stronghold of the fortress, it was renamed "Lanzhou" during the reign of Emperor Wen of the Sui Dynasty. Today, Jinchengguan is still there, silently witnessing the great changes in Lanzhou over the years and recording Lanzhou's long history.
Speaking of mountains, we have to mention "Baita Mountain" and "Wuquan Mountain". One south and one north, with the Yellow River passing through in the middle, together form the cultural line of Lanzhou. There is a white tower on "Baita Mountain", where you can overlook the entire city, from east to west, along the footsteps of the Yellow River. , tall buildings rise from the ground. "Wuquan Mountain" is named after the famous eyeless spring on the mountain, where Huo Qubing's footprints were left. Nowadays, it has become a good place for people to relax and escape from the summer heat.
People joke that Lanzhou is a place with outstanding individuals. Look, aren’t all CCTV’s prime-time programs hosted by Lanzhou people every night? Indeed, as China’s national power continues to increase, Lanzhou is also constantly development and growth. It is no longer the "high loess slope" in people's memory. Instead, it is beautiful, rich and unique. It is also constantly "decorating" itself. The "Year of the Rooster Hundred Flowers Film Festival" was successfully held in Lanzhou, the Lanzhou Marathon has become a gold medal event, and the "Round Qinghai Lake Road Cycling Race" will also set foot on the beautiful land of Lanzhou. When you come here, you will be surprised to find that Lanzhou is so beautiful!
Yes, this is my hometown Lanzhou, the Lanzhou I deeply love, and the Lanzhou I am proud of. This land has nurtured us, and we will build it more beautiful and prosperous! My essay to represent my hometown
The following sample essay is for reference only
People say, Nostalgia is always unforgettable. Yes, nostalgia is an ancient and deep song, which always plays the melody of love in my heart. The winding loess paths in my hometown, the yellow flowers beside the river, the honest and kind villagers... everything about my hometown is concentrated in my hometown love song.
Maybe it’s the whining leaf flute, maybe it’s the whispering purple swallow, no, it’s the faint yellow flowers in my hometown, which affects many of my dreams of returning home.
My hometown is a small village, with a small river flowing in front of the village. Before spring, the river bank slopes will be covered with yellow flowers, one after another, one after another. The color is light, but it looks so bright. They bloom on the wasteland, hiding among the weeds, poking their heads towards people mischievously, and what a wonderful world is contained in the yellow flowers! This is another natural "pasture". The branches and leaves of the yellow flowers are rich pasture. The cattle and sheep that people feed are grazed here, so people like it here more and like the yellow flowers here.
At that time, life in the small village was as plain and quiet as the clear river water. After people finished their work, they sat on the loess in front of each house, shook the banana fan, and told ancient and distant stories, and the stories were always the Eight Immortals, the Heavenly Palace...
Several years have passed. , is the small village still so beautiful? Are the yellow flowers on the river bank still so bright? In the spring breeze season, I left the noisy urban area and returned to my hometown that I missed day and night.
The car took me to the streets of the village. I was surprised to find that the winding loess paths in my memory had been replaced by wide roads; the low and dilapidated houses on both sides of the road had disappeared and were replaced by new tile-roofed houses, and the streets were lined with visitors. There are also flower beds not far away from the trees. Although they are not big, their green branches and leaves are colorful, adding infinite vitality to the countryside.
Changed, the small village has changed greatly. I sighed like this and walked into my second uncle's house. As soon as I stepped into the yard, I received a warm welcome: chickens, ducks, and geese played a unique "welcome song" unique to farmers, and the little yellow dog waggled its tail happily. At this time, the second aunt walked out of the house and shouted in surprise: "Chao'er, you're on vacation, why didn't you call me when you came back?" As she said this, she pulled me into the house and took out two more words like a gust of wind. A plate of yellow and orange apricots. When I looked at my second aunt, I really couldn’t imagine that my second aunt, who used to be so taciturn, could now speak and act so neatly. I asked: "Aunt, where is your second uncle?" "He, he has gone to the factory early and is so busy that he doesn't even care about his own responsibilities. Oh, now we have set up an agricultural and sideline food processing factory, your second uncle He is still a consultant!" The second aunt smiled, her brows filled with joy.
In the evening, the countryside was darkened, and the children were sitting at home watching TV. The adults gathered together to talk about the exciting things, but the topic was no longer the Eight Immortals, but how. Make the countryside more beautiful and life richer...
The night in my hometown is so intoxicating. I am not tired at all. I go out quickly to look for the river in my memory and the river in my dream. yellow flower. Unknowingly, we came to a construction site covered with gravel. The place was brightly lit and timber was piled up. It was obviously a high-rise building under construction.
I suddenly remembered, isn’t this where the clear little river flows? Aren’t the yellow flowers that have lingered in my dreams blooming here? Where did it go? Where have the beautiful rivers and yellow flowers gone?
I hurriedly asked the old man who was looking after the construction site. He pointed at the construction site, with a bright smile on his face, and said: "What is under construction is the cultural center of the village, which was built by everyone raising funds. You The small river I mentioned was diverted to build a beautiful small lake; there are still wild flowers, but we can’t miss important things because of this..." I couldn’t help but feel a little melancholy in my heart. But looking at the bright lights on the construction site and the bright smile on the old man’s face, I suddenly thought that when the cultural center is built here, at night, the windows with shining lights will be just flowers. Beautiful yellow flowers?
Ah! The yellow flowers in my hometown are a note that will never disappear in the love song of my hometown. I am the spokesperson for my hometown - Tianshui composition
My hometown is very beautiful. In summer, it’s like saying hello to us and guarding our hometown! There is a forest in my hometown, like a warrior in armor, dancing in the air. The trees here grow very strong and stand upright. I love the beautiful scenery of my hometown, the dense leaves dancing in the wind! The most beautiful place in my hometown is my mother’s small garden. There are also long grapevines in my hometown, which attract beautiful butterflies. This grapevine is particularly eye-catching. There are all kinds of flowers and plants there all year round. My essay to speak for my hometown
I speak for my hometown
People say that nostalgia is always unforgettable. Yes, nostalgia is an ancient and deep song, which always plays the melody of love in my heart. The winding loess paths in my hometown, the yellow flowers beside the river, the honest and kind villagers... everything about my hometown is concentrated in my hometown love song.
Maybe it’s the whining leaf flute, maybe it’s the whispering purple swallow, no, it’s the faint yellow flowers in my hometown, which affects many of my dreams of returning home.
My hometown is a small village, with a small river flowing in front of the village. Before spring, the river bank slopes will be covered with yellow flowers, one after another, one after another. The color is light, but it looks so bright. They bloom on the wasteland, hiding among the weeds, poking their heads towards people mischievously, and what a wonderful world is contained in the yellow flowers! This is another natural "pasture". The branches and leaves of the yellow flowers are rich pasture. The cattle and sheep that people raise are grazed here, so people like it more and like the yellow flowers here.
At that time, life in the small village was as plain and quiet as the clear river water. After people finished their work, they sat on the loess in front of each house, shook the banana fan, and told ancient and distant stories, and the stories were always the Eight Immortals, the Heavenly Palace...
Several years have passed. , is the small village still so beautiful? Are the yellow flowers on the river bank still so bright? In the spring breeze season, I left the noisy urban area and returned to my hometown that I missed day and night.
The car took me to the streets of the village. I was surprised to find that the winding loess paths in my memory had been replaced by wide roads; the low and dilapidated houses on both sides of the road had disappeared and were replaced by new tile-roofed houses, and the streets were lined with visitors. There are also flower beds not far away from the trees. Although they are not big, their green branches and leaves are colorful, adding infinite vitality to the countryside.
Changed, the small village has changed greatly. I sighed like this and walked into my second uncle's house. As soon as I stepped into the yard, I received a warm welcome: chickens, ducks, and geese played a unique "welcome song" unique to farmers, and the little yellow dog waggled its tail happily. At this time, the second aunt came out of the house and shouted in surprise: "Chao'er, you're on vacation, why didn't you call me when you came back?" As she said this, she pulled me into the house and took out two more words like a gust of wind. A plate of yellow and orange apricots. When I looked at my second aunt, I really couldn't imagine that my second aunt, who used to be taciturn in the past, could now speak and act so neatly. I asked: "Aunt, where is your second uncle?" "He, he has gone to the factory early and is so busy that he doesn't even care about his own responsibilities. Oh, now we have set up an agricultural and sideline food processing factory, your second uncle He is still a consultant!" The second aunt smiled, her brows filled with joy.
In the evening, the countryside was darkened, and the children were sitting at home watching TV. The adults gathered together to talk about the exciting things, but the topic was no longer the Eight Immortals, but how. Make the countryside more beautiful and life richer...
The night in my hometown is so intoxicating. I am not tired at all. I go out quickly to look for the river in my memory and the river in my dream. yellow flower. Unknowingly, we came to a construction site covered with gravel. The place was brightly lit and timber was piled up. It was obviously a high-rise building under construction. I suddenly remembered, isn’t this where the clear little river flows? Aren’t the yellow flowers that have lingered in my dreams blooming here? Where did it go? Where have the beautiful rivers and yellow flowers gone?
I hurriedly asked the old man who was looking after the construction site. He pointed at the construction site, with a bright smile on his face, and said: "What is under construction is the cultural center of the village, which was built by everyone. You The small river I mentioned was diverted to build a beautiful small lake; there are still wild flowers, but we can’t miss important things because of this..." I couldn’t help but feel a little melancholy in my heart.
But looking at the bright lights on the construction site and the bright smile on the old man’s face, I suddenly thought that when the cultural center is built here, at night, the windows with shining lights will be like blossoming flowers. Beautiful yellow flowers?
Ah! The yellow flowers in my hometown are a note that will never disappear in my hometown love song.
I speak for my hometown in high school composition
I speak for my hometown
This is a small northern city, located on the plateau in northern China. There is Suzhou and Hangzhou under heaven, but I don’t know that there are also beautiful scenery in Longshang.
Tianshui City has left behind many well-known ancient and modern figures in its history. For example, the legendary Nuwa and Fuxi were born here, so Tianshui is called the birthplace of the Chinese people. The general Li Guang, the great poet Li Bai, and the patriotic citizen Deng Baoshan who appeared later were all born in this small northern town.
Amazing places of interest such as Fuxi Temple, Yuquan Temple, Maiji Mountain, etc. are the feedback of nature to people and the crystallization of the history that gave birth to Tianshui people.
The people here are very hospitable, they are simple and kind-hearted, and they have feelings that belong to nature. If you come here, you will definitely feel their customs.
Hometown is the deepest memory of a person's soul, the softest field in a person's heart, and the first warmth in a person's mind. A wanderer, no matter where he is, no matter where he is, no matter which city he wanders around, he will never forget his origin and the small town on the way.
The tree is thousands of feet high, and the leaves fall back to their roots.
I have picked up the plain pen in my hand countless times, hoping to shorten the distance between myself and my hometown, and write about every mountain, every river, every stone and tree in my hometown, the blue sky in my hometown, and the deep forest in my hometown. The movement and silence of hometown are put into the continuous words written in the pen.
Tianshui City, located in the southeast of Gansu Province, is an important birthplace of Chinese civilization and the Chinese nation. It is known as the "Hometown of Emperor Xi" and "Hometown of Xuanyuan". Tianshui is one of the birthplaces of ancient Chinese culture, also known as "Dragon City." It has a history of more than 2,000 years. It is a battleground for military strategists of all ages and has been designated as a "famous historical and cultural city in China" by the State Council.
Tianshui not only has endless history and culture, but also has many delicious special snacks, such as noodles, guagua, etc. Tianshui people are full of praise for all kinds of delicacies. This is not only a kind of enjoyment for the taste buds, but also the food that has brought great joy to millions of Tianshui people. A reward for the years of honesty and kindness.
The soil and water support the people.
The people in Tianshui are hospitable and courteous to outsiders. They will talk to you in their simple local dialect. , giving you the warmth of home. Here, you don’t have to feel restrained at all. The mountains, rivers and trees here are the most precious fruits of nature, and their wrinkles are full of love.
The pious and deepest sigh. I am a spokesperson for my hometown, composition, software love APP
My hometown is a lovely place with beautiful scenery all year round.
In spring, the peach blossoms are smiling, the willow trees are sprouting, and the river is flowing like a beautiful piece of music. The spring flowers and rose flowers in the park are waving to us!
In summer, the hot sun shines on the big tree. The dense branches and leaves of the big tree cover people from the sun, like a big green umbrella. The beautiful lotus flowers in the pond are red, white, and purple. How beautiful!
In autumn, the leaves are flying in the forest, and the ground seems to be covered with layers of gold. Looking from a distance, there are apple trees and grape trees. , Pomegranate tree... The apples are like small lanterns hanging on the branches. The grapes are like pearls, shining.
In winter, the ground is covered with thick leaves. There is a vast expanse of snow. Snowflakes are floating in the air, like butterflies dancing. The snow covers the branches, as if it is covered with silver.
These are the four seasons of my hometown, I love my hometown! I am a spokesperson for my hometown and I am thinking about the app
The surging Yellow River flows endlessly, passing by with majestic momentum; beautiful lilies compete with each other. It blooms, filling the heart and spleen with bursts of fragrance; the delicious white pink peaches hang on the branches, their delicate posture makes people feel happy... This is the characteristic of Lanzhou, this is the characteristic of Gansu Province, my hometown is here. Beautiful and passionate Lanzhou. People often say that "Lanzhou people's morning begins with a bowl of beef. I wrote a 200-word essay for my hometown to repair water." During the Qingming Festival, my parents and I came to my hometown. As we walked on the path beside the village, waves of breeze blew in our faces, and bursts of fragrance were refreshing. This made me, who had always paid little attention to the rural scenery, suddenly become interested in appreciating the scenery around me: the green wheat seedlings and the golden rapeseed. Flowers, sparkling lakes, and lush mountains make our village particularly eye-catching, especially the well-proportioned buildings with red tiles and white walls in the village, surrounded by patches of green and yellow, nestled against mountains and rivers. , it really feels like a fairyland on earth. Ah, it turns out that my hometown is so beautiful and the scenery is pleasant!
I gradually became intoxicated with the beautiful scenery, and my pace slowed down involuntarily, followed by my parents.
Unconsciously, we walked to the Shijiu Lake embankment behind the village. The road surface of the embankment is paved with cement, which is flat and spacious. The slope of the embankment is made of bluestones, which is strong and solid. Looking to the north, you can see vast expanse of blue waves, crystal clear lake water, clear rippling lake grass, small fish swimming in it, and a few groups of ducks flapping and playing not far away, which is a beautiful scenery of the lake full of vitality. Under the embankment, several aunts and sisters in the village were washing clothes by the lake. The sound of beating clothes, washing, and laughter could be heard from time to time, one after another, intertwined, as if they were playing cheerful music.
On the east bank of Shijiu Lake, there are two towering mountains side by side, close to our village, called Fengqi Mountain and Huangqi Mountain respectively. Their images resemble double humps. The mountains are lush with pines and cypresses, and the trees are lush. From time to time, various birdsong can be heard in the forest, and the sounds are sweet to the ear. There is a valley in the middle of the two mountains, and the bare sections on both sides look very inconsistent. I heard from my father that this place was originally connected by mountains, and later became an artificial quarry. Because the villagers in the past lacked environmental awareness, they cut down trees and quarried mountains randomly, leaving permanent "scars" on these two mountains. ". Fortunately, the villagers no longer destroy the mountains, and the path used to transport stones has long been covered with long green grass. Can’t I write an essay to represent my hometown?
Hometown is the deepest memory of a person's soul, the softest field in a person's heart, and the first warmth in a person's mind. A wanderer, no matter where he is, no matter where he is, no matter which city he wanders around, he will never forget his origin and the small town on the way.
The tree is thousands of feet high, and the leaves fall back to their roots.
I have picked up the plain pen in my hand countless times, hoping to shorten the distance between myself and my hometown, and write down every mountain, every river, every stone and tree in my hometown, the blue sky in my hometown, the depth of the forest in my hometown, and write about my hometown. The movement and silence of hometown are put into the continuous words written in the pen.
Tianshui City, located in the southeast of Gansu Province, is an important birthplace of Chinese civilization and the Chinese nation. It is known as the "Hometown of Emperor Xi" and "Hometown of Xuanyuan". Tianshui is one of the birthplaces of ancient Chinese culture, also known as "Dragon City." It has a history of more than 2,000 years. It is a battleground for military strategists of all ages and has been designated as a "famous historical and cultural city in China" by the State Council.
Tianshui not only has endless history and culture, but also has many delicious special snacks, such as noodles, guagua, etc. Tianshui people are full of praise for all kinds of delicacies. This is not only a kind of enjoyment for the taste buds, but also the food that has brought great joy to millions of Tianshui people. A kind of reward for being honest and kind over the years.
The soil and water support the people.