Essay describing the beauty of the hometown, anxious!!

Spring in my hometown.

Spring is everywhere, but the most beautiful spring is in my hometown.

In the blue sky, there are white and flawless clouds. They have no lines, as if they were rendered with only paint, blending with each other. Under the breeze, some of them ran like sheep on the blue grassland; Some are like ten thousand horses galloping, and dust is like waves; Some are like a jade dragon soaring in the air, that majestic attitude, that amazing speed, that thrilling roar, which makes people undecided!

In the distance, green hills can be faintly seen. They are continuous, like teenagers holding hands, singing the splendor of spring heartily! In the breeze, colorful butterflies dance with willows; The fiery red peach trees add a bit of beauty and vitality to the dazzling spring.

The scorching, snow-like flowers bloomed one after another, exuding bursts of fragrance. The green grass, blowing with the wind, holding hands, also sings for spring. This reminds me of the poet Bai Juyi's poem, "Leaving the grass on the plain, one year old and one withering."

This shows the vitality of the grass. And the tender green leaves, the vitality of the animals, and the colorful flowers all gathered together like a market to form a colorful spring!

A couple of lively, clever, small and delicate swallows came from the south, adding a lot of vitality and color to the spring light! Some of them flew from the rice fields here to the willow trees over there in an instant; Some swept and circled in the sky, chirping as if singing, as if dancing, becoming cute little actors between heaven and earth; Some swept across the lake, and the red little belly occasionally touched the water, and then swept high into the air, flying freely, and the rest was a circle of elegant ripples. One by one, the baby frogs wake up from hibernation, jump out of their burrows, and gulp in the fresh air.

One by one, "wow", one by one, made up a pleasant hymn to spring. Orioles, sparrows, warblers, and magpies are all singing on the branches, singing about this charming, beautiful, and warm spring!

The blue sky, the white clouds, the green grass, the tender green leaves, and the animals full of life naturally constitute a spectacular and beautiful picture!

There are no wide roads, no flashing neon, and no hustle and bustle in my hometown. But it captivated me with its unique beauty.

In spring, the trees pull out new branches and grow tender green leaves. The snow on the mountains melted, and the snow water flowed into a stream. Xiaocao poked her head out, stretched, and stared at this strange world with wide eyes and curiosity.

In summer, the trees grow verdant, and dense layers of foliage seal the valley tightly. Under the scorching sun, the cicadas were so hot that they kept barking, and the dogs were so hot that they stuck out their tongues. In the evening, the peasants who came back from the fields sat under the big trees at the head of the village, chatting and enjoying the shade.

Listening to the "Summer Night Symphony" composed of the mooing of the ploughing cows, the croaking of frogs, the chirping of autumn cicadas, and the chatting of adults, some children have fallen into sweet dreams.

Autumn is the harvest season. The golden corn stuck out its head, and the heavy ears of grain bent down with a smile. In the orchard, the sea red fruit was ripe red, and the peach smiled and crooked her pink mouth. What a bumper harvest.

In winter, after a heavy snowfall, the mountains and fields are covered in silver. Children build snowmen and have snowball fights on the ground. A child dressed in red accidentally threw it on a pine tree, shaking off a large cloud of snow and revealing even more green pine branches.

After the snow, the sky is exceptionally high, and the air is exceptionally fresh. Take a deep breath and it's so comfortable.

Yes! My hometown is so beautiful, and I love my hometown.

The mountain is not high, there is a fairy bai

name; The water is not deep, and if there is a dragon, it will be spiritual! zhi

An uncle who works outside always misses the mountains and rivers of our hometown, and I once asked him, why should I be nostalgic for the mountains and rivers of my hometown, we have neither famous rivers nor scenic spots. Uncle just looked around deeply and didn't say a word!

My uncle had not lived in the village for many years, but he always came back to visit him several times a year.

Our hometown is developing rapidly, the mountains and rivers in the past few years have been polluted, and my friends and I can no longer go up the mountain to do this, go down to the river to do that! The happy times in the past are gradually decreasing, and we don't dare to hope for the fun of the landscape! Uncle hasn't come back in the past few years!

Here's an idea for you! Children! Good bye!

We're all going to be kind of like the words say, we really aren't.

If the personality is indeed not wanted.

It's true that it's personality, and it's not answered, and if it's personality, it's a little late! You'll be able to see the people who are once known as college towns! What's going on with you in my heart!

How do you say you know things? Together. It's not because he knows what he needs to do.

My hometown.

I love my hometown, which is full of laughter.

In the spring, Sister Willow took off her white dress and changed into a green wedding dress. The naughty little grass brother poked out his little head, and the little flower sister showed her white cheeks. The farmer uncle worked hard in the fields and sowed seeds.

We little ones were playing on the lawn. The bird seemed to be attracted and sang loudly. Leave a beautiful echo in that beautiful countryside.

In the summer, the stream flows. We little ones were playing and frolicking by the river. Adults chatting under the shade of trees.

Knowing that he was screaming, as if to say, "The heat is dead, the heat is dead!" "The birds fly freely and happily in the sky.

Leave a wonderful memory in that beautiful field.

In autumn, the autumn leaves fall from the maple tree, as if welcoming a good harvest year. Xiaohua is ready to say goodbye to her older siblings. The farmer is reaping the fruits of his labor in the field of hope.

We're helping the farmer with his work. Flocks of birds are saying goodbye to everything here. In the field full of laughter, a beautiful goodbye was left.

In winter, heavy snow falls. We had fun playing on the trail. All the plants succumbed, except for the holly tree, which stood proudly in the wind and snow. Most of the animals hibernate. In this secluded winter, the footprints of Sister Winter were left.

I will never forget the four seasons in my hometown, not only in terms of picturesque scenery, but also in the memories of my childhood.

In my memory, my hometown is the most beautiful in spring. Spring, when all things come to life, and all the life of affairs is full of vitality from that moment, the willow shoots have drawn out the buds, the ice in the river has melted, and even the little swallows have flown back here from the far south, all of this is so beautiful and thriving, almost every spring I go with my companions to go out and observe the changes in my hometown.

The hot summer often makes people lazy, but we children can't be idle for a moment, go up the mountain with our friends to catch cicadas and butterflies, and when we are tired, we go to rest in the trees, the scenery in the forest is even more beautiful, there are many kinds of small birds inhabiting and breeding, and there are many beautiful wild flowers, butterflies and bees dancing in the air, and birds and flowers everywhere.

The wild geese fly south, autumn has arrived, in this harvest season, we also ran to the mountains, not for anything else, just to eat the wild fruits on the mountain, to pick wild mushrooms, although the earth will slowly lose its former grace, but we are very happy, because we have been blessed and rewarded by the earth.

The cold winter is a white world, covered in silver and covered in silver, and the scenery is very charming. Of course, it also created a lively atmosphere for us, we had snowball fights, built snowmen ......The so-called "people are not old", even the grandfathers and grandmothers who are six or seven years old come out to exercise and play with us.

Although the scenery of the four seasons in my hometown is not as good as the scenic spots of civilizations near and far, it contains a lot of childhood true feelings in it, I like it!

Uh, we don't know what's in your hometown, how can we help you? I don't know what buildings are in your hometown. Swollen help you, swollen help you!

In my hometown, there is a crystal clear river, and the sound of flowing water is like playing a version of a song.

Beautiful tunes

The river in spring is full of vitality The river rushes forward happily, and the cute little swallows touch the water from the surface of the river, and a trace of ripples appears on the river The grass and trees on the bank are growing tender green sprouts Next to the river is a vegetable garden, where there are many vegetables: spinach, cabbage, beans, radish, bamboo shoots In autumn, there will be strings of longans hanging high on the branches, apples smile and blush, sometimes I pick a lot of vegetables and fruits, and put them in the river to bathe, Let them become clean "good babies" one by one

You see, the green naigo is all over the mountains, and the heavy nai fruit bends the branches; Look at the pond in the east again, just like the poem "The lotus leaves are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers are different red in the sun", the lotus flowers are in full bloom, which is picturesque

My hometown is a good place with beautiful mountains and rivers Standing on the high mountain, at a glance, a large patch of green comes into view, and when the mischievous spring breeze gently wakes up the earth, the mountains of my hometown are covered with a green coat Green grass, green trees, and even the air has turned green A burst of blowing, and the green sea flutters with the wind

This is the scenery of my hometown, do you like it too? If you like it, if you don't mind, then let me be your tour guide again!

【Hometown beauty】

If the first fruit in the hometown is the snow peak orange, if the first river in the hometown is the Pingxi River, then the first scenery in the hometown is nothing more than the Dongkou Pond. It's not me boasting, if you don't believe me, then please follow me to appreciate it.

drove a small car and came to this earthy place. As soon as you enter here, the fresh air suddenly rushes into your face, making you feel refreshed and relaxed.

Turning one mountain peak after another, it makes people feel unremarkable, each one is rising from the ground, continuous, and then I think: Will the first scenery of my hometown be here? Unexpectedly, as soon as the car turned over a hill, the scenery in front of me suddenly frightened me

It's so green, so green that it seems like a painter accidentally knocked over the green paint and dyed one of his works; It's so quiet that you feel like you've come to a silent world; It's so full of life that countless creatures come to visit, and in the blink of an eye, the quiet world comes alive. The chirping of birds, the chirping of cicadas, and the honking of cars are intertwined to form a noisy other world.

I started telling the driver to slow down a little so that I could enjoy it.

The mountain peaks here began to change, "Look! It doesn't look like a camel there! I exclaimed excitedly, I found that these seemingly ordinary peaks, when you look closely, have a different flavor.

Like a slim girl, admiring a landscape painting; Like a hunched old man, toiling hard; Like a horse that travels thousands of miles a day, it is on its way. The appearance of the mountain peaks is strange, and I can't finish writing the beauty of this place even if I use the blue sky as paper, the sea water as ink, and the green trees as pens.

Wow! Wow! Wow!

Listen! The sound of running water! I couldn't wait to stick my head out and look at the clear water, thinking to myself:

That is the mother river that feeds thousands of our people! I told the driver uncle to stop the car and get out of the car, I stood on the bank and looked at the river, a warm current welled up in my heart, I knew that I also had a part of her in my body.

Such a mountain surrounds such a water, and such a water reflects such a mountain, if you say that it does not admire the first view of its hometown, will it be wronged? Maybe it doesn't think so, it just wants to give itself to everyone!