700 word essay on beautiful cities and villages, beautiful homes

Dreams are the sprouts that sprout, and the blooming of flowers begins with her.

Dream is the new bright moon bud, and the roundness of the moon begins with her.

Dream is the rising sun, and the shining of the sun begins with her.

Dreams do not have to come true, but they must be beautiful, so that you will work hard for them and get harvest. The Chinese dream, with yours and mine, is made of billions of beautiful and blooming dreams.

In ancient mythology, Yugong's dream is to remove the mountain in front of his home, Jingwei's dream is to fill the sea that destroys the happiness of all people, and Kuafu's dream is to chase the sun ......In feudal society, people dreamed of freedom; When the Red Army resisted Japan, people dreamed of peace; At present, people hope that the motherland will be prosperous and strong.

I also have a dream: to be admitted to Tsinghua University. When I was in elementary school, my genius sister suddenly had a big drop in grades, and when I looked at me with a confused face, my father asked me what my dream was, and I didn't blink

On Tsinghua. I'm not kidding, but firmly. No one knew that such a sentence would come out of the mouth of a young girl who had never heard her parents mention it.

This is the highest university! Over the years, all kinds of cynicism have no effect on me, but I have really wavered, I have withdrawn, and I keep telling myself: I want to tell the world that I also have dreams, and I want to study for the prosperity and strength of my motherland.

When I grow up, no matter whether the dream becomes a reality or not, I want to dedicate myself to the motherland, do what I can, and become a part of China's construction. Yuan Nongping's hybrid rice, Shenjiu's flying ......Dream, I'm going to go down, towards that firm dream.

A dream is a desire, and thinking is an action. Dreams are the crystallization of dreams and thoughts. Dreams accompany each and every one of us.

Dreams are beautiful, it is the most beautiful expectation in the heart, so dreams come true has become our long-standing belief.

Dreams are sunny, which makes people move from impetuousness to steadfastness, from hesitation to firmness, and to success.

Dreams have power, and they are the source of motivation for life to move forward; Lofty dreams can bring out all the potential in a person's life.

Chinese dream, my dream! 1.3 billion Chinese, our dream is the blueprint for China's future construction and the flower of tomorrow for the motherland. We are all dreamers, bravely chasing dreams, building tomorrow, don't be afraid of pain if you have dreams, dreams are in front of you.

The splashing droplets carry the first dreams, and the sunlight shines through, refracting the colorful colors--- which are the flowers that bloom in the colors of my dreams!

One morning in spring, I stepped on the dew and came to the school's small green bamboo forest for morning exercises, the green bamboo forest is not large, like a small bonsai. Nowadays, the green bamboo that has grown for many years is like a giant towering, and a green bamboo leaf is placed on the bamboo branch of the green bamboo next to it, hand in hand, enjoying the bath of spring and the nectar of spring morning. Listen!

In the distance, there were bursts of "chirping" birds, and slowly the little birds threw themselves into the arms of the bamboo forest. I guess the owner of this green bamboo forest is a bird! At this time, these birds are ready to go, perched on the branches, and from time to time "chirping" and chirping, probably confiding in each other about yesterday's experience and harvest, discussing the arrangements for the new day, and admiring their beautiful home together!

What a lovely creature! I couldn't help but exclaim. After a while, they started to frolic again, you see!

These few just flew on the branches and leaves, and immediately those few flew up again, so lively! At this time, a cool wind blows, and the emerald green bamboo leaves "rustle", like a clear spring flowing slowly. I don't know when, a few unknown birds also joined in, you said, I said, with natural coordination, as if playing a song to praise the beautiful life of spring!

Gradually, I became intoxicated, and I seemed to have become a green bamboo, dancing with the wind, with the singing of the birds, and ......dancing with my companionsI am never lonely, I am never sad, because I have that beautiful home, and I have that lovely birds to accompany ......The concerto of the birds and the green bamboo, how graceful and beautiful! Because this is the sound of nature, it is a green ballad! I love the bamboo forest, I love the birds, I love nature, but I love my beautiful home even more!

Instructor:

Beautiful home.

Copying the countryside - everyone has a hometown, my bai's hometown is in the countryside, and it is beautiful and simple.

In spring, wildflowers bloom all over the slopes of the Dao hill, and the fragrance fills the air. Uncles and aunts get tired after work, and children take their parents there after school. At this time, there will be a lot of people on the hillside, talking and laughing at the sunset.

Others even lie among the flowers and admire this beautiful painting.

In the summer, a few friends went to play by the pond, which was not deep, and the water had just reached the children's legs. The girls would sit in the grass at the edge of the pond and take out their hooks and buckets to catch fish at a leisurely pace. The boys, ignoring their image, rolled up their trousers and jumped into the water to catch fish.

In autumn, when the leaves turn yellow and slowly fall, a few little girls come together under the tree to pick up some beautiful leaves and prepare to take them home to make bookmarks. The boys "cleaned up". They took their own brooms, swept the leaves into a pile, and trampled the leaves into a mess.

In winter, snowflakes fall from the sky, and a thick layer of snow accumulates on the ground, and it seems that the whole world has turned white. At this time, the children went to play in the open space in front of their houses, the boys wore thick cotton jackets and had snowball fights, and the girls built snowmen in groups of several people. I saw those children, all covered in snow, but they were still smiling so happily.

Looking at the snowmen again, they all smiled, as if to say, "Look! We're cute, aren't we?

My hometown is beautiful, and the people in my hometown are the kindest.