Current location - Plastic Surgery and Aesthetics Network - Plastic surgery and medical aesthetics - 600 words is enough for the composition of senior one. My home is in Nan 'an, Quanzhou, about the beautiful scenery of my hometown.
600 words is enough for the composition of senior one. My home is in Nan 'an, Quanzhou, about the beautiful scenery of my hometown.
My hometown is a beautiful place, although it is not as charming as Shennongjia, as beautiful as Lushan and as magical as Huangshan. But it is beautiful, as beautiful as a newly blooming epiphyllum.

My hometown is surrounded by mountains and the scenery is very beautiful. The mountain forest in the morning is very quiet, and the mist in the forest makes the mountain forest seem mysterious. "tweet, tweet"? What's that noise? Oh! It turned out that the early bird was combing its feathers on the branch. I continued to walk along this path, and gradually, the fog became thinner and thinner, and those towering trees came into view one by one.

Walking, suddenly, a fragrance came to my nose, and I followed it. When I parted a bush, I saw a sea of flowers: clusters of pink winter jasmine, patches of red roses, blue Phalaenopsis everywhere ... Gradually the mist dispersed, and I found that there were many bushes on the seaside with many purple morning glories on them. They wrapped this "sea" in it, which is very beautiful.

Out of this "ocean", I continued to walk up the mountain road, and I was shocked with a bang. When I came to my senses, I saw a big pine cone falling from the sky. I looked up at the branches overhead and saw some naughty squirrels playing and chasing on the branches. I look back and move on. Walking, I heard the sound of running water, and I quickened my pace. Walking through a gravel road, I saw many holes in a rock. Clear spring water gushed out of the holes and finally gathered into a natural "water basin". At this time, I feel a little thirsty. I drank some water with my hand. The spring water is cool and sweet.

I walked down the mountain road. I don't know how long it will take, but when I come to my home. Seeing the distance, grandma looked around anxiously at the intersection. I ran to my grandmother and threw myself into her arms. Grandma hugged me and said kindly, "you little preserved egg, look at your face." Did you go to the mountains to play again? " I nodded naughtily and said, "Yes." Grandma said, "you are not like a girl in the city, but more naughty than the boys here." Let your mother know that you are going to be scolded again. " Grandma said, carry me home.

This is my beautiful hometown, a quaint village, pregnant with beautiful nature, its beautiful peaks and dense forests, which make people linger.