The motherland is good, the hometown is beautiful at the end of the essay 20 words

Look at. My hometown is beautiful all year round, with flowers in spring, birds in summer, fruits in autumn, and snow in winter.

Speaking of the Yangtze River, the Yellow River, Tiananmen Square ......We will always naturally think of our motherland, the great Chinese nation.

The picture scroll of history, the motherland of the past, we are proud of it; Yesterday's China also endured humiliation for a hundred years, and we mourned for it; However, today's China is already rejuvenated, and we are excited! Rejoice. We are fortunate that we have not experienced the hardships of the war years and have not seen the vicissitudes of the motherland yesterday, but we have sat in spacious and bright classrooms, learned about the rise and fall of the nation through study, and witnessed the earth-shaking changes in our hometown.

Facing the national flag rising with the sun, I stood solemnly, my eyes fixed on it, and I felt incomparably proud and proud in my heart; Facing the rooster-like territory of the motherland, I stood solemnly, a soulful song that I wanted to sing indulgently.

Stepping on every inch of the motherland, bathing in every ray of sunshine of the motherland, gazing at every high-rise building of the motherland, and reminiscing about every footprint ......of the motherlandI can't suppress the rolling waves in my heart and my sincere love for the motherland.

The return of Hong Kong and Macao, the success of the Olympic bid, the accession to the WTO, the launch of Shenzhou 5, and the upcoming 2008 Olympic Games all show the world the intelligence, diligence, and boundless creativity of the Chinese. And China is taking off.

Don't talk about it far away, let's talk about my hometown, Qingshen --- the hometown of mandarin oranges. The gentle and lovely Chengdong New District, the ever-changing new factory, my lovely hometown, is smiling and opening arms to welcome friends from all over the world. Sweet and sour oranges, fruitful orchards, colorful squares, hospitable fathers and villagers, ah, who doesn't say that my hometown is beautiful!

We are the future of the motherland, and we should love our country and hometown. We must study hard, master scientific and cultural knowledge, serve the motherland in the future, and contribute to the construction of our hometown. I believe that one day, the mother of the motherland will point to us and proudly say:

You are my most loyal and wonderful sons and daughters! "There will always be a day when every yellow**, black-haired contemporary teenager can loudly and proudly declare in front of young people of all nationalities in the world: I am a member of the descendants of Yan and Huang!

I love my motherland, and I love my hometown even more!

My hometown is in Habai

In the south, there are green trees, fresh air, and different scenery in all seasons.

dao。In the spring, back to the tree grows new leaves, and it takes on a new life. The melted river began to flow merrily again, and the hibernating frogs began to play again, singing the cheerful, rhythmic song "Quack."

This is the spring of the revival of all things.

Summer is a hot season, so my brother and I took a swimming ring (in fact, it is a waste tire) to the river to swim, the water in the river is very clear, you can see the sand and gravel at the bottom of the water, we play to our heart's content, until sunset. When I got home, I was eating ice cream and watching TV, when the fan was turned on, and it was as good as the air conditioner.

It's a fun summer.

Autumn is a harvest season, and the hard-working people begin to work. As for me, I was also looking for something to do, when I heard my grandmother shouting: "Longlong, let's go, let's go to the field to harvest vegetables!"

I happily picked up the basket and went to the vegetable garden with my grandmother. I saw that the vegetable garden was colorful, with spiky peppers, large yellow pumpkins, and beans as long as braids. I happily took the basket and began to collect the food.

This is the harvest season.

In winter, when it snowed, the thick snow covered the crops with a white quilt, and a pile of snow accumulated on the ground, and the children began to have snowball fights and build snowmen, which was very happy.

This is the icy winter.

This is where I come from.

My hometown is a beautiful place; My hometown is a place where I feel refreshed; My hometown is an intoxicating place. The beauty of the hometown is also better than the beautiful peach blossom spring, better than the majestic waterfall, and better than other beautiful scenery.

The wind blows the willows and willows". Spring is full of the breath of spring and brings the tenderness of spring. On the lawn of my hometown, the grass crept out of the ground, looking east and west.

The soft branches of the goose-yellow willow tree danced a crazy "thunderbolt". Little swallows sing spring songs and pass through the treetops. Flocks of ducklings follow their mother ducks to play in the creek.

Yes! What a scene full of spring!