1. Good words and sentences about my hometown

There are green trees everywhere, birds singing and flowers fragrant, and criss-crossing field paths, all paved with love by the villagers; the mountains are rolling. , they guard us and the countryside with their hands clasped like a Praetorian Guard. A Xijiang River passes in front of the village, forming a colorful picture.

Dense green stems are woven into seamless silk and satin, dancing gently under the blue sky. The boundless green is dotted with golden little stars. I don’t know who they are smiling for. Each one blooms into a small flower, which is delicate, delicate, but extremely small. But when they form a group, what they give you is not just a visual impact. The gorgeous golden waves and folding waves, one after another, tumbling layer by layer, are even more majestic.

At the end of the oil field, the mountains bathed in a night of spring rain look particularly deep and green. The dust on the green leaves has long disappeared, leaving people with green eyes. In this cold season, there is no gurgling water, and the singing of birds is extremely rare. Everything seems to be locked in a still picture. But you must not blame God for being too ruthless. Look, the soaring mountains rising from the valley are inferior to the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers.

The milky white transformation of Guang's body and the mysterious expression of Ruoyouruowu arouse people's infinite reverie. On this windy day, the magical performance of clouds and mist is even more exciting. A gust of wind blew the hat-shaped mist into a gauze scarf, rising and falling, wrapping softly around the mountainside. The clouds and mist are like a traveler, drifting at the door of the house, but unwilling to leave for a long time, offering a hada to the green mountains. The green mountains appear behind the clouds and mist, shadowy and shadowy, and the lingering mountain mist forms an interesting contrast to each other. It also has the charm of "fog at the top of the mountain, mist at the top of the mountain, water in the sky and water in the tail".

On top of this gold and green, the blue sky is naturally indispensable. The sky in my hometown is extremely vast, with clear tile blue, gentle light blue, light blue... everything is described in an understatement, describing the hearts of the people in my hometown who love peace and comfort. This sky seems to be the sky of my hometown. A big heart and the expectations of people in my hometown.

As I wander across the ocean, the only thing that fascinates me is the artist’s generous handwriting. With overwhelming momentum, everything in the world is paved with nature, the greatest painter. He waved the paintbrush in his hand, splashing a touch of yellow, a touch of green, and a touch of blue, heartily and heartily. There is no artificial carving or deliberate design, but it embodies the beauty of the Lijiang River and the charm of the West Lake. This kind of beauty is a kind of rough beauty, natural beauty, simple beauty. 2. Accumulate good words and sentences from my hometown

Good words

1. Surrounded by green mountains, rolling wheat waves and green water

2. The days along the narrow paths are nourished by the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers

3. Cattle are fat and horses are strong, and wild grasses are flourishing everywhere

4. Green shade covers the beautiful landscapes

5. Smoke is curling up from cooking stoves, green grass is blooming and hundreds of flowers are blooming

6. Evergreen mountains and clear waters all year round, simple folk customs

7. Surrounded by mountains and waters, surrounded by beautiful mountains and clear waters

8. Life in the land of plenty is tranquil, poetic and picturesque

9. Green mountains, green waters, beautiful scenery, birds singing and fragrance of flowers

10. Vibrant folk customs, simple lakes and mountains

11. Beautiful and picturesque scenery, beautiful and vibrant

12. Thousands of miles of fertile land, picturesque and poetic, with tall trees and dense forests

Good sentences

1. My hometown has water and mountains. Jinan is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and the whole city seems to be in the embrace of mountains. The most famous mountain is called Thousand Buddha Mountain, and there are many Buddha statues on the mountain. When the weather is good, you can climb to the top of the mountain and the entire city will be clearly visible.

2. Our hometown is really a beautiful and rich place. If you come here, the hospitable people of Luliang will definitely welcome you and feast your eyes and mouth.

3. When the land in the North is frozen, my hometown is covered with snow. The willow trees by the river hang down willow silk, and the ten-mile long embankment looks like a huge ivory sculpture, as beautiful as a painting. A poem is intoxicating. Many people praised it with their pens, and even I, who was little, couldn't restrain the love in my heart and wanted to sing its praises. 3. Good words, sentences and paragraphs about my hometown

Good words:

Yellow and desolate, desolate, familiar, desolate, mysterious, gurgling, sad and desolate

Bamboo plaque is clever Astonished, sneering, fearful of the cold, silent, confused, hazy, cold, contemptuous

Good quotes from my hometown:

1. Since it is late winter, as I approach my hometown, the weather becomes gloomy again, and a cold wind blows in. There was a whining sound in the cabin. Looking out from the gap, under the pale yellow sky, there were several desolate deserted villages far and near, without any life. My heart couldn't help but feel sad.

2. My hometown is much better. But if I were to remember his beauty and describe his good qualities, I would have no images or words.

3. Many dead grass stems on the corrugated roof are shaking in the wind, explaining why this old house will inevitably change owners.

4. I seemed to shudder; I knew that there was already a sadly thick barrier between us.

5. Isn’t what I call hope now an idol made by myself?

6. However, I don’t want them to live like my hard work just because they want to be the same, nor do I want them to live like Runtu’s hard work and be numb, nor do I want them to live like other people’s hard work. Live freely.

7. I was startled and quickly raised my head, only to see a woman in her fifties with protruding cheekbones and thin lips standing in front of me, with her hands on her hips and no skirt on. The legs are spread wide, like a compass with thin legs in a drawing instrument.

8. However, the compass is very uneven, showing a look of disdain, as if mocking the French for not knowing Napoleon and the Americans for not knowing Washington.

9. His stature has doubled; his previously round purple face has turned gray and has deep wrinkles; his eyes are also swollen and red like his father's. .

10. He stood still, with a look of joy and sadness on his face; he moved his lips but made no sound.

11. As our boat moved forward, the green hills on both sides of the bank turned a deep dark color in the dusk, retreating towards the stern of the boat.

12. I think: Hope does not matter whether it exists or not. This is just like the road on the earth; in fact, there is no road on the earth, but when more people walk on it, it becomes a road. 4. Compositions and sentences praising my hometown, good words, good sentences and famous quotes

My hometown Yantai is a beautiful city with beautiful scenery, pleasant climate and rich products.

In 2005, it was rated as the most suitable place for human habitation by the United Nations. There is a beautiful coastal scenic area in Yantai city, and there is a beautiful musical fountain in the scenic area.

During holidays, melodious music plays and the fountains open up into various colorful shapes. Accompanied by beautiful music, we feel as if we are in a heavenly palace. Yantai has the famous Changyu Wine Culture Museum, which displays century-old precious Changyu wine.

There are Nanshan Park, Yuhuangding Park, Tashan Tourist Scenic Area, etc. in the urban area, which are really beautiful. There are the world-famous Penglai Pavilion, Mou's Manor in Qixia, Nanshan Giant Buddha in Longkou, Yangma Island in Muping, Luoshan Forest Park in Zhaoyuan, etc., allowing us to enjoy the happiness brought by ancient and modern culture.

Whenever tourists from all over the world come to Yantai, they always feel that they are not satisfied, reluctant to leave, and never want to leave. We are located in the beautiful Yantai, enjoying the beautiful scenery and rich products given by nature.

As a Yantai native, I feel extremely proud of using our hard-working hands to create a better future. My hometown is like a small and pretty pearl, located in the green jungle of high mountains and ridges.

My hometown is like my mother, nurturing us to grow with her plants and trees. My hometown, Yantai, is a beautiful city with beautiful scenery, pleasant climate and rich products.

People! No matter how long you have been away from home, no matter how high your status is, whether you are poor or rich, the most difficult thing to let go of is the feelings of your hometown, the most difficult to forget is the scenery of your hometown, what you want to eat the most is the food of your hometown, and what you want to hear the most It’s a local accent and a local rhyme, and what I want most is to contribute to my hometown. My hometown, how many words can describe my feelings for you? I am thousands of miles away from home, but my heart is closely connected with my hometown. Zhucheng's cultural and economic status in China makes us outsiders proud.

The great achievements made by various industries in our hometown are the pride of each of us who are traveling abroad. My personal strength is meager, but if we wanderers gather together with our meager strength, we will definitely make Zhucheng, the pearl of Ludong, even more dazzling. 5. Good words and sentences to describe the changes in my hometown

"Autumn Rain" (Zhang Ailing) Rain is like silver-gray sticky spider silk, woven into a soft net, covering the entire autumn world .

The sky is also dark, like the roof of an old house covered with cobwebs. The gray-white clouds piled in the sky are like white powder peeling off the roof.

Under the cover of this ancient roof, everything is extremely dull. There are green pomegranate trees, mulberry trees and grape vines in the garden.

They just represent the prosperity of the past midsummer. Now they have become the relics of ancient Roman architecture, shivering in the sound of rain, recalling the glorious past. The color of the grass has turned into a melancholy yellow, and there are no fresh flowers to be found on the ground. The delicate daffodils planted outside the dormitory wall lowered their heads, with tears in their eyes, sighing at their misfortune. Only two days have passed. The beautiful and beautiful days met with such a musty and rainy day.

There is only the sweet-scented osmanthus in the corner. The branches are already decorated with a few tender stamens as precious as gold, carefully hidden under the green oval leaves, revealing a little hope of new life sprouting. The rain fell quietly, with only a thin pattering sound.

The orange-red houses look like old monks in brightly colored cassocks, with their heads lowered and eyes closed, receiving the baptism of the rain. The damp red bricks, with the color of pungent pig blood, are in sharp contrast to the green osmanthus leaves under the wall.

A gray toad jumped around in the wet, moldy mud; underneath the dull net of the autumn rain, it was the only thing full of pleasant life. The gray and yellow mottled patterns on its back correspond to the dull sky, creating a harmonious tone.

It jumped baldly, jumping from the grass nest into the mud, detecting dark green water splashes. The rain is like silver-gray sticky spider silk, weaving into a soft net that covers the entire autumn world. 6. Good words and sentences about my hometown

Since it was late winter; as I approached my hometown, the weather became gloomy again. The cold wind blew into the cabin, making a whistling sound. Looking out from the gap in the awning, Under the pale yellow sky, there are several desolate deserted villages far and near, without any vitality.

A golden full moon hangs in the deep blue sky. Below is the sandy land by the seaside, with endless green watermelons planted there. Among them is an eleven or twelve-year-old boy with a silver necklace around his neck. , holding a steel fork in his hand, he stabbed the harpoon with all his strength, but the harpoon twisted its body and escaped from his crotch. It snowed on our sandy ground, so I cleared out a clearing, used a short stick to prop up a big bamboo plaque, and scattered the grain. When I watched the birds come to eat, I pulled the rope tied to the stick from a distance. , the bird is covered under the bamboo plaque.

There is everything: rice chickens, horned chickens, swans, blue-backed... When I was a child, there was indeed a Mrs. Yang sitting all day long in the tofu shop across the door, everyone called her "Tofu Xishi" . But with the whitening powder on her face, her cheekbones are not so high, her lips are not so thin, and she sits all day long, and I have never seen such a compass-like posture.

At that time, people said: Because, the business of this tofu shop is very good. Although I knew it was Runtu as soon as I saw it, it was not the Runtu in my memory.

His body has doubled in size; his previously round purple face has turned sallow and has deep wrinkles; his eyes are also swollen and red like his father's. I know that this is generally the case for people who farm by the sea and are exposed to the sea breeze all day long. He wore a broken felt hat on his head, and only a very thin cotton coat on his body, which was tugged all over. He was holding a paper bag and a long pipe in his hand, and his hands were not as red and round as I remembered. His hands were thick, clumsy and cracked, like pine bark.

In my haziness, a piece of green sand on the seaside spread out in front of me, with a golden full moon hanging in the deep blue sky above. I think: Hope is something that does not exist or does not exist.

This is just like the road on the earth; in fact, there is no road on the earth, but when more people walk on it, it becomes a road. I often think of my hometown for a long time, and it seems that the fragrant milk tea is floating around me again. My hometown is a dream that has followed my lifelong memory. The melodious sound of Morin Fhuur will be a constant feeling that will follow me throughout my life.

Everything in my hometown is reflected in my mind. It contains beautiful memories of my childhood and makes me feel the warmth of home. Hometown, you are a shining pearl that makes me unable to take my eyes away.

You allowed me to keep all the fun stories of my childhood intact. You are the one who loves me and all the people in my hometown. We will use our own abilities to repay you. The air in the mountains is very clean.

If you walk quietly on the yellow mud path on a clear and clear morning, when the morning dew is about to disperse, the clear mountain air will blow into your face, and the smell of earth will be mixed with it. The fragrance of small wild flowers will definitely brighten your day. It would be even more exciting if you could see free-running hares or pheasants happily foraging for food.

But these do not belong to you. They bring vitality and charm to this wonderful mountain scenery. (You can delete and edit this paragraph by yourself) Don't say that the road to the countryside is long, no matter how long it is, it can't be as long as my thoughts; don't say that the world is far away, no matter how far it is, it can't be far away from my eyes; don't say that the sky is high, no matter how high it is, it can't be as high as my imagination.

Hometown, you are the eternal root in people’s hearts. ?"Countryside" (the order is out of order) Walking on the spring fields with gentle footsteps, grabbing a handful of soil, exuding an intoxicating fragrance, catching a butterfly, and gently letting it fly... Countryside Spring is always vaguely beautiful, and the songs of the land are mixed with the fragrance of wild flowers.

The wheat seedlings jointed in the moisture of sweat, and played a not beautiful but very moving melody with the drizzle blown by the breeze. The early summer sunset shines on the river, and the afterglow of the sunset ripples back and forth with the microwaves.

Several fishing boats are wandering on the river, and several others are resting on the shore, thus forming a beautiful painting. (The following sentence (several ships.

.) I changed) On autumn mornings, the countryside is always shrouded in thick fog. Walking in the dense foggy mountain forest, you can also feel the artistic conception of "the sunrise and the forest blooming".

A howling autumn wind blew by, and the trees began to become bare. Picking up a few yellow leaves gave me a deeper understanding of "the fallen leaves return to their roots".

The strong countryside can withstand the test of winter. Beautiful snowflakes float down, covering the deep mountain village with a holy coat.

After a few snows, the warm spring is not far away... Ah, my hometown! Even if I read thousands of books, I will never be able to finish reading about your beauty, and I will never be able to finish my imagination of you if I travel thousands of miles. Your beauty and kindness have already been included in my luggage and are with me all over the world.

?Idiom? The spring is full of beauty, the lakes and mountains are beautiful, the mountains are green, the pink willows are green, the heart is like an arrow, piercing the autumn water, the eyes are eager to cross the hometown, the accent is hard to change, meeting an old friend in a foreign land, poetic and picturesque. Thoughts - chún lú zhī sī A land of abundant life, rich people, outstanding people, simple folk customs, simple spring, full of lakes and mountains, green mountains and green water, pink willows and green spring flowers, brilliant and green, full of love, sweetness, sweetness and delicious aftertaste, endless drops of sweat, green, fat, red and thin fruits, abundant fruits, plump and fragrant. The fruit is plump, the melons are fragrant, the fruit is fat and juicy, the orchard is fragrant, the orchard is full of fruit, the garden is full of red fruits, the branches are full of lotus roots, and the broken silk is covered with red and green. Good sentences: 1. Ah! What a noble thought! What a great warrior! For the love of thousands of people, they dedicated everything they had and defended the children of the motherland with their blood and lives. Aren't they our most respectable relatives! The moonlight is like flowing water, quietly flowing over the leaves and flowers. A thin green mist floats in the lotus pond. The leaves and flowers seem to have been washed in milk, and they are like a dream wrapped in a veil. There is a shabby floral schoolbag in my desk. Although it is shabby, it is my boat and a treasure.

The schoolbag is a boat that carries me to travel around the sea, rush through rapids, cross dangerous shoals, drift and sail long distances, and reach the other side of victory; the schoolbag is also a treasure, which contains my mother’s affection and love, giving me My strength to keep going. It finally began to take shape: a wide strip of tape made a medium-sized cloth bag, which really looked like a boat, with the words "Study hard and make progress every day" embroidered on it.

The "height" of an ordinary writing brush is about 6 inches. This structure is precisely designed to suit the writing needs of different calligraphy styles such as regular script, running script, and cursive script. The pen holder is used. 7. Good words, sentences and paragraphs about the beautiful scenery of my hometown

The small river flowing around the village will always be a green ribbon in my memory. The water is so green and transparent that you can see the bottom of it, and it sings joyful songs day and night. As soon as spring arrives, the river overflows with boundless green. During my childhood, I grew up in the green embrace of the river. The friends catch dragonflies, catch grasshoppers, and learn how to swim in the water together... When they are tired of playing, they play naked on the soft beach and bask in the sun, or sit behind the unknown uncles on the shore and quietly Watch them fishing. Whenever I see a lively fish leaping out of the water with a hook in its mouth, it goes without saying how envious I feel. Later, I insisted on asking my father to buy me a fishing rod. But my father is from the country, so he is not willing to spend money to buy this. But my father couldn't resist me and finally came up with a way. He found a piece of white cloth, covered it on a small white clay pot, tied it tightly, dug a round hole as big as a fist in the middle, and tied it with a thin rope, and a "fish basin" was made. . With it, I am very happy and always raise the fish I catch - this has become a great pleasure for me as a child.

My children are now as old as I was then. When I accidentally talked about my childhood memories, I aroused my children's interest. I readily agreed to his request. Of course, I didn’t need to painstakingly make a fishing basin like my father did. Instead, I went to the city and bought a high-end plastic fishing rod. In my spare time, I returned to my hometown with my children. Ah, my hometown has changed! The low thatched mud houses of the past have disappeared, and have been replaced by brand new two-story buildings, which are very grand. On the other side of the mountains, large white factory buildings quietly popped up from nowhere. I couldn't help but think about it: The footsteps of modern civilization have finally set foot on this secluded land...

"Dad, where are you going to go fishing?" the child asked while running around the river. To keep searching.

In the blink of an eye, I was stunned. In front of me, the clear sky, lush green trees, clear rivers, luxuriant water plants, and chirping birds in my memory disappeared. A row of chimneys drilled into the sky like upside-down penholders, rising in the sky without any scruples. Large clumps of heavy ink were smeared on it. Everywhere in the field of vision was gray, and the air was suffocatingly dull. In the river, a stream of foamy sewage replaced the clear current that swirled and played the piano in the past. The nutrient-rich sewage caused grass to grow wildly in patches on both sides of the river. It was so quiet that no one could be seen and no sound could be heard. Birds were chirping, but only a pungent chemical smell hit my nostrils from time to time...

The unkempt river was weeping, and seemed to be telling me her infinite grievances. My heart trembled strongly. Why did the river, which had always been beautiful, become so ugly?

"Dad, where are you going to go fishing?" The child looked at me with confusion in his eyes.

I looked at the turbid river water and stood still, not knowing how to answer the child. Needless to say, Xiaohe had already replaced my answer with a silent cry, although this was beyond the understanding of a child.

Listen to Xiaohe’s words. Human beings should not repay her generous gifts to us by ravaging nature. The progress of modern civilization should not be based on trampling on the environment on which we live. cost.

Little river, when will you finish shedding these turbid tears and sing sweet songs again?

Save Xiaohe and give the world that belongs to children back to them! 8. Good words and sentences about my hometown

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1. Although my hometown does not have majestic peaks like Mount Tai, nor lively maple leaves like Xiangshan, it has picturesque scenery all year round, and everyone who sees it will be amazed!

2. In the evening, the setting sun fell to the other side of the river like a drunken red-faced drunk. The water is half red and half yellow. This is really "a setting sun spreads over the water, half river rustling and half river red"! The dusk in my hometown is quiet, and the flowers and plants on the roadside are sleeping quietly in the evening breeze; the dusk in my hometown is lively, with people washing clothes by the river coming and going in an endless stream; some old ladies are still here Practice waist drum, "dong, dong, dong, dong, dong," the clear and sweet sound of the waist drum breaks through the tranquility of the sunset.

3. When the spring swallows sing, the scenery in the mountains is the most charming. If you don’t believe it, look! The red, white, blue, yellow, and wild flowers of unknown colors will dazzle you and make you overwhelmed. Swarms of little bees were flying around among the flowers, busy collecting nectar, the butterflies were flapping their wings and dancing, and the clever birds were chirping on the branches, bringing joy to this quiet mountain village. Infinite vitality. There are also those little grasses that are not noticed, crowded together, you squeeze and push around, like a big soft carpet spread on the hillside, it is soft when you step on it, and it is comfortable to lie on it Great, let’s have a sweet dream again, it’s so beautiful!

4. When the winter breeze blows, the mountains seem particularly quiet. There is no one everywhere. All kinds of animals are hiding in their nests, and people are keeping warm in their houses. The world is vast and so silent!

5. When the autumn wind blows, the scenery of this field is even more attractive. The field where the seedlings were planted, in particular, could be seen from a distance like a golden carpet. The seedlings are full of rice, and the ears are hanging down. It’s so beautiful!

6. When the summer cicada sings, winter melons grow everywhere. You see, the dense bamboo is covered with green skins, and they have different shapes. At this time, I saw the farmer uncles and aunts who were busy cutting the winter melon, bending down and opening the winter melon leaves with their hands. Wow! What a big winter melon! When the farmers saw it, they grabbed it with their hands and cut it off with scissors. It’s so beautiful, big and green, and there must be a lot to gain. They cut one after another until the scissors were "broken".

7. There is a small river beside the orchard. The river water is cool and bottomless, and a few small fish are playing and playing in the river, which is very cute. There are maple trees on both sides of the river, how red they are! It was like a fire. Fallen leaves drifted down with the breeze. But the pine trees by the river are still so tall and green.

The clear river reflects the red leaves and green trees, how beautiful it is!