1. There are millions of acres of fertile land under your feet, but you only love an inch of soil in your hometown. 2. The gold and silver houses are not as good as the poor houses in my hometown. 3. Don’t forget your hometown when you are poor; don’t forget your hometown when you are rich. 4. The water in my hometown is sweet to my heart, and my old hometown accent will not change in ten years. 5. If there are enemies in your hometown, there will be no peace day and night. 6. A happy home depends on the body, and happiness depends on the heart. 7. When you are happy, you want to go somewhere else; when you are sad, you want to go back home. 8. If you don’t visit a foreign land, you won’t know the beauty of your hometown. 9. Nothing is more beautiful than my hometown, nothing is more beautiful than my parents. 10. The moon is the brightness of my hometown, and people are my relatives. My hometown is Yongding. This summer, when I returned to my long-awaited hometown, I was surprised to find that in the early days of Fengcheng, where the streets were narrow and the houses were short and old, tall buildings were now springing up like bamboo shoots after a rain. In the most prosperous Nanmen Street, modern buildings with different styles are dazzling. They are like dazzling pearls embedded in the red earth of western Fujian. I think Yongding now should enjoy the reputation of a landscape garden city with Hakka characteristics! I remember when I was a child, I rode a tricycle on the uneven road. Traffic jams are commonplace, causing many safety hazards and causing great inconvenience to passengers. Compared with the past, Yongding today has a completely different look. Broad, flat and clean roads extend in all directions, and rows of lush trees stand beside the road, attracting more birds to settle here; vehicles and pedestrians are bustling, going south and north, in an orderly manner. Just wait for a short time at the bus stop, and the convenient and fast bus will come towards you. Bus prices are also clearly marked. From then on, the voices of passengers and conductors arguing over a dollar were no longer heard. All this made me marvel at how much my hometown has changed! Yongding's environmental sanitation has also been improved. The Yongding River, the mother river of Yongding people, used to have some white garbage drifting from the upstream on the turbid river, and the smell was so bad that the surrounding residents complained endlessly. Now, as people's quality of life continues to improve, more and more people are aware of the importance of environmental protection to human survival, and they consciously join hands to protect the Yongding River. Nowadays, the water of Yongding River is crystal clear. On the shore, you can occasionally see a few small fish playing happily in the water, and sometimes a few shrimps that like to join in the fun will swim over and play together. Yongding River is like an underground forest treasure house, with countless small animals living carefree in its embrace. Yongding is also known as the hometown of earth buildings. Walking into the earth building, the broken tiles and wooden pillars add to the sense of vicissitudes of this historical old man. In the past, earth buildings were not taken seriously, causing this precious cultural heritage to be forgotten or even destroyed by man-made objects. Now Yongding Tulou has been declared a world cultural heritage. The people of Yongding have become aware of the existence of tourism resources such as earth buildings. The series of policies introduced by the Communist Party of China have helped the people of Yongding invigorate their economic and cultural construction, leading Yongding to a bright road to get rid of poverty, become rich and become well-off. If we talk about the bridge in Yongding! Dragon and Phoenix Bridge, Dragon and Phoenix Scenic Bridge, Academy Bridge, Dongmen Bridge, etc. can become the unique landscape of Yongding. During the Eleventh Five-Year Plan period, Yongding’s urban construction has undergone earth-shaking changes. Dragon Phoenix Garden and Nanmen Garden were built with the strong support of the Communist Party of China. The air here is fresh and pleasant, making it a good place for people to relax. Many people come here in the morning. Some do morning exercises, some chat, some play chess, and some enjoy songs. With the continuous development of reform and opening up, people's living standards have generally improved. The hard-working and intelligent people of Yongding are taking a firm step forward. pace, planning its own grand blueprint in the construction of a garden-like civilized city, and marching forward with head held high. ah! My hometown is so beautiful, I love everything here. In the upsurge of building the west coast economic zone, she can attract the world's attention and show her attractive style to the world. Let us praise the changes in our hometown and sing for the prosperity of our hometown. Article 3: An essay praising my hometown. I love my hometown. I love the small rural village that is muddy after the rain and the mosquitoes are thundering in the summer. I can’t tell you what kind of love this is. Do I love the quiet village or am I nostalgic for the past? Or maybe you just love your family and the puppy is nothing more than a benefit? I have the same mood as Mr. Lao She: I really want to become a poet, soak all the good-sounding and beautiful words in my own hard work, and sing out the splendor of my hometown like a cuckoo. To say that I love my hometown, it is better to say that I am indulged in the soft waves of love in my hometown. It’s late autumn, what’s the autumn scene like in my hometown? It's the same as before! The sound of cicadas has subsided, and the chattering sparrows are chirping outside the window and on the roof; the wild geese have gone south, and groups of wild ducks are playing on the water. The full ears of rice in the field are still beautiful and golden, and the sorghum in the distance is like the red clouds in the sky... I can't tell whether the memory is bitter or sweet. There is melancholy, nostalgia, regret, and sadness. Unintentionally, I suddenly thought of the tall weeping willow tree by the river. Although he is tall, he is short, like an old man. He stroked the quiet river with green leaves. It is late autumn, but there are many unknown wild flowers scattered among the deep grass that is almost withered - the grass is no longer lonely. Suddenly, an inexplicable feeling filled my heart deeply. However, a mark under the root of the willow tree stung my eyes strongly, making me unable to suppress the sourness and dull pain in my heart. It was a deep scar, stemming from my cruelty as a child. The swing of my childhood swayed with the rattle of memory, but its two swing poles could no longer be found. I still often remember the small crafts I once made - small specimens made of yellow, red, and pale green leaves.
I like the leaves spinning slowly in the clear sky. In the evening, I often pick them up one by one and look at them carefully. I still miss the wolfberries behind the house. My father once took me to pick them together. Wolfberry fruit is like a ruby ??set in green jade. My father told me a long time ago that it cannot be eaten as fruit. I liked it so much that I secretly took one and put it in my mouth, bit it open, and felt a refreshing coolness. Then it started to become astringent, and it became more and more astringent, and there was a strange taste. I spit it out, and my father noticed and laughed. Shali is an adult dog. I often take him running around the village and then come home dirty. In the evening, I took it for a walk in the fields. We watched the sunset take back its last rays of light little by little, and the gray night gradually took over the sky. I sat on the edge of the field, and it squatted quietly, looking at me from time to time. The setting sun stretched the two shadows very long. Just like that, it's a very comfortable feeling and a very romantic situation. Every time I go home, there are always hurried footsteps, and there are always toffee bought for my sister in my pocket. Shy or stubborn? I never told my father and mother that I missed them. Of course, I love them and they are the most important people in my life. The sweetness and warmth of home have become an indispensable flavor in my life. After writing so much, the little touches and sadness accumulated in my heart and spread. Perhaps, this is the feeling of homesickness. I will continue to write with my heart, letting my love overflow through every byte. I put my heart into the soft waves of love in my hometown, waiting for the ripples and listening to the echo. 1. The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown. 2. When people return home, their thoughts are in front of flowers. 3. There are millions of acres of fertile land under your feet, but you only love an inch of soil in your hometown. 4. Peace is like a bird with wings, carrying white clouds to return to its hometown. 5. This body is full of sorrow, and I remember my hometown every year when I am far away from home. 6. After the battle, everyone put away their bows and arrows, and turned due west to face their hometowns, which are far away. 7. After playing chess, I don’t know how the world has changed. When I’m in the wine market, I feel helpless and homesick. 8. Please don’t shoot the geese coming from the south, for fear that you may send letters from home to people far away. 9. Pleasure gradually fades away with the flowers, but the desire to return grows faster than the wild geese. 10. There are green mountains and trees everywhere, but how can we exaggerate the feeling of hometown? Beauty My hometown is Xiamen. It is the most suitable place for human beings to live. The air is fresh, flowers are everywhere, and it is green all year round. Xiamen is so beautiful. Hello, beautiful Xiamen: Your predetermined answer: Winter is coming, but spring will be far behind ? (British poet, Shelley. p. b.) A swallow cannot make a spring. —— Krylov Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect flowers. ——Gong Zizhen The day begins in the morning, and the year begins in the spring. I don’t know who cut out the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. In April, the beauty of the world is gone, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple begin to bloom. Another good thing about spring is that the city is full of smoke and willows. Spring is coming - the sound of firecrackers is heard, and the spring breeze brings warmth to Tusu. Spring Rain - Listen to the spring rain in the small building all night, and sell apricot flowers in the deep alley in the Ming Dynasty. Spring flowers - melancholy A tree in the east column with snow makes life look so clear. Spring night - a deeper moonlit night, half of the house, the Beidou is tilted to the south. Spring water - the spring water is blue in the sky, painting boats and listening to the rain to sleep. Spring breeze - the spring breeze is green again on the south bank of the river. When will the bright moon shine on me again? Spring scenery - it is easy to recognize the east wind, and it is always spring with its colorful colors. Spring scene - try to watch it from a transcendent stage, half a ditch of spring water and a city full of flowers. Spring Outing - The east wind knows that I want to go to the mountains and blows away the sound of accumulated rain on the eaves. Thoughts of spring - In the heart of spring, don't let flowers bloom, every inch of lovesickness and every inch of gray. Spring Silence - The spring tide comes late and the rain comes quickly, and there is no boat crossing the wild river. Spring Sorrow - I asked you how much sorrow you can have, just like a river of spring water flowing eastward. Spring Dream - I was in a spring dream for a while on my pillow, traveling thousands of miles south of the Yangtze River. Spring hate - there is love and infatuation in life, this hate has nothing to do with the wind and the moon. Spring returns - Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect flowers.
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