This time, we are not going to hang up or light a lamp, but to plant honeysuckle. Originally, I didn't want to go, but I thought my brother would go, and then he didn't go, so I thought, "Who am I going to play with?" If I had known, I would not have come. Ahem! It's coming, let's go and see the scenery in our hometown! "
When we got to our hometown, we first came to my uncle's house. He keeps more than a dozen piglets at home. As soon as we arrived at his home, we were warmly received. After a while, I will start working-planting honeysuckle. Go to my field first, prepare first, and then plant.
Uncle Yao holds his little brother in his left hand and a long water pipe in his right. It's really a little troublesome! My uncle is quietly sorting out the seedlings. Everyone else is ready to work, but not me, because I have been playing in the field.
At noon, I finally got bored and sat on a stone to call home. Hearing this, my father came over and said, "I'll take you to find August melon." This stuff tastes great. " I was so curious after hearing the name "August melon" that I stood up at once. What's that smell? But soon we came to a big forest, and then I opened my eyes wide and looked around for something like a small fruit-because I didn't know what August melon was. After a while, my father and I went up the mountain, but my father had good eyesight. I found one at once. I said unconvinced, "It's just a pair of glasses. There is nothing to be proud of. Where is the August melon? " Dad showed me some August melons growing on the vines on the tree. Dad said: "Immature August melons are blue, while mature August melons are purple, and their shells will automatically open to reveal attractive pulp." Dad picked a few and handed them to me and said, "Eat quickly!" " "I'll eat it, it's delicious. The more I ate, the more I wanted to eat, but I still left two for my father. We walked and walked into the grove near my home. As we approached, my father shouted like a child, "Wow! Many August melons! "We gained a lot in that small forest. We are all full of August melons, so we have to go back to the fields. I shared my father's work with everyone, and both my father and I felt very happy.
The sun was setting soon, and my father and I reluctantly left our hometown. I'm still tasting the sweetness of August melon. I looked back at the scenery in my hometown and couldn't help saying, "Unforgettable! My hometown! "
2. Write a 900-word composition (through observation). I have seen atmospheric peony, small plum blossom and fragrant rose, but I have never paid attention to ordinary thunder flowers.
I used to see many flowers at my grandmother's house, so I asked my grandmother, "Grandma, what flowers are the best to raise?" "It's best to raise, and then a few mines. You don't have to worry about buying seeds for burial. It won't be long before they sprout. " Grandma smiled kindly and gave me some seeds.
Lying in my hand are a few sleeping seeds, clearly a few mini mines! But there is still a difference between mine and mine. Look at the exquisite patterns carved on that body. You can't see them unless you look carefully. There is no domineering in the mine at all. Also called mineral flower!
According to grandma's words, I dug up the soil with a small shovel, put the small seeds in the pit, then sprinkled the seeds with slightly wet soil and patted the soil with my hands, for fear of waking up the mines immersed in my dreams. You're done! I picked up my tools and went home.
When I got home, all kinds of things made my joy disappear; Heavy homework, endless nagging, alas, my brain is about to explode! I completely forgot about Lei Hua. It wasn't until I came home from school one day and saw the tiny branches of thunder flowers that I suddenly remembered. She is trying to stretch. I didn't water her once, loosen the soil once, and didn't even take care of her. She sprouted and grew up! It really should be grandma's words!
The ghost weather in summer is terrible. There is not a cloud in the sky, and the summer heat ravages the earth. All the trees hang their heads and all the leaves hang down, which makes them feel a little depressed. All the flowers were dried up by the sun. But a group of strong bodies caught my eye: everything sleeps alone, and they try their best to straighten their weak bodies. I thought: Lei Hua, don't try to be brave. It's unbearable. Why are you still there? One day you will be exhausted ... the weather in summer is as changeable as a doll's face. In the morning, it was clear in Wan Li and Wan Li, and the wind was blowing at dusk. The wind blew so hard that it broke the tree and bent over. I hurried to see Lei Xiaohua. I really couldn't believe my eyes: she braved the strong wind without fear. Will she win?
The next day, the wind stopped and the ground was covered with fallen leaves and broken branches of other trees. I approached Lei Xiaohua, stroking her tired body and tenacious branches. The deciduous red flowers of the surrounding plants have witnessed her strength. It suddenly dawned on me that she was saving her strength and drawing enough energy to face the battle at the moment. Why didn't I think of that?
Leihua, you have told me a lot. ...
Changes in hometown of 3.900-word composition
My hometown is a remote mountain village. It used to be an ordinary small poor village with low mountains and clear water. However, in the past 30 years of reform and opening up, under the guidance of the party's policy of enriching the people, the soil, land, people and things in my hometown have undergone earth-shaking changes, and it is no longer a place where poor villages can be cultivated. Great changes have taken place in food, clothing, housing and transportation.
The road in my hometown has changed, and it is no longer that rugged path. As soon as I entered the village entrance, I saw a straight and flat cement road leading to every corner of the village. Both sides of the road are covered with flowers and fruit trees. Trees are everywhere and flowers are in full bloom. Very beautiful! Newly-built tile houses and small buildings with two or three rooms have replaced dilapidated bungalows. The room is equipped with air conditioning and heating, and the temperature can be controlled by itself. People also eat very delicate nutritious meals, and chicken, duck and fish have become commonplace. People are also very particular about clothes, that is, comfort and elegance. Cars also entered the homes of ordinary people.
My old hometown was not like this. I used to live in a low bungalow. In winter, the house leaks air everywhere and is very cold; In summer, the house becomes stuffy again. I only ate some big cakes and porridge. This is not bad! Clothes are sewn with coarse cloth, and each person has a few pieces. Only during the Spring Festival can he put on new clothes. Roads are not cement, but dirt roads. After the rain, the road became very muddy. Without convenient transportation, you can't get to your destination quickly wherever you go.
Everything in my hometown has changed now, which is caused by the party's policy of enriching the people. Our children in the new era should study hard, build their hometown when they grow up, make their hometown more beautiful and rich, and make our motherland more prosperous.
4. Beautiful Fuzhou Composition 900 words In my hometown, there is a crystal clear river, and the sound of running water is like playing a beautiful tune.
In spring, the river is full of vitality. The river rushes forward happily, and the lovely swallows touch the water from the river, causing ripples on the river. The grass and trees on the shore have sprouted green shoots. There is a vegetable garden by the river, which contains many vegetables: spinach, cabbage, beans, radishes and bamboo shoots. . In autumn, there will be a string of longan hanging high on the branches, and the apples will turn red with laughter. Sometimes I pick a lot of fruits and vegetables and bathe them in the river, so that they can become clean "good babies" one by one.
You see, the green Guo Nai is everywhere, and the heavy Guo Nai bends the branches; Look at the pond in the east, just like the poem says, "Lotus leaves are infinitely bright in the sky, and lotus flowers have different colors in the sun."
My hometown is a beautiful place. Standing on the high mountain, at first glance, a large area of green came into view. When the naughty spring breeze gently awakens the earth, the mountains in my hometown are covered with a green coat. Green grass, trees and even the air have turned green. A gust of wind blows, and the green ocean flutters with the wind.
This is the scenery of my hometown. Do you like it too? If you like it and don't mind, let me be your tour guide! Ha ha laugh
5. The scenery of 900 words in junior high school composition will alienate some people and be willing to get close to some people, so the scenery will silently tell the person she likes ... scenery-:the battlefield with the north wind rustling, the hot sun rolling and the yellow sand all over the sky belongs to the soldiers. Buried in the battlefield, it is a hero, it is sad. Full of shining golden armor, ready to go, took a sip of blood wine and boiled all over, and ghosts and gods were frightened. This is the grandeur of momentum; Jinge Tiema fought in the enemy's rear division and fought bloody battles. This is the courage of a hero. However, behind the splendor, there is endless sadness. What a sad, painful and respectable warrior! "Drunk and not laughing on the battlefield, there have been several battles since ancient times" and "A glass of turbid wine brought Wan Li back, but Ran Yan didn't die"! The kind wind buried the martyrs with sand, and the desolate battlefield sang the story of the martyrs, which echoed through the ages. Listen, that deep ancient voice! Scene 2: The waning moon. "There is nothing to go to the West Building alone, and the moon is like a hook." The waning moon belongs to Li Yu. The ups and downs of life determine that he knows the waning moon. What else does he have? Old country imperial garden? Liugong powder? Don't! This kind of amorous feelings cannot be expected. The waning moon owned by Li Yu is also his. After sunset and dusk, on the willow tip moon, the late Lord silently came to the pavilion to express his feelings for the moon, whether it was heartbroken or melancholy, or full of nostalgia, only Canyue knew. Thank you for giving this lonely person such intimate company at night and soothing this broken heart. Looking at the waning moon, I saw Li Yu. Scenery 3: Wild chrysanthemums, Nanshan got rid of the secular world, and Tao Yuanming came here, a fairyland that can take mountains as partners and chrysanthemums as friends. White clouds inadvertently painted a vast field. After the birds were tired of flying, they settled down in a comfortable mountain forest. I saw someone resting on crutches in the mountains, sometimes lying on the spot, sometimes looking up at dangerous rocks, shouting on dangerous rocks, paddling among algae and vines, singing leisurely and echoing happily. Who is this? Tao Yuanming, no! This is a fairy, not a fairy. Who has such joy? The scenery is also affectionate. When people and scenery are integrated, scenery is not just scenery. Looking at such scenery, how can you not be enthusiastic? How can you not be tempted? In the landscape, I will look for the past. A little tragic, a little lofty sentiments. In the scenery, I will find it myself. A little emotion, a little gain and loss. In the scenery, who is not emotional?
My hometown is in Nanyang. Autumn in Nanyang is beautiful, but the Baihe River in autumn is even more beautiful!
The water in Baihe is green, like deep eyes, smiling at people; Like a soft green satin. On both sides of the river are slender willows, like delicate girls.
In the early morning, the river was covered with a faint mist, as if to cover the Baihe with a layer of white gauze. On the leaves, transparent dewdrops are shining, and the autumn wind is a little cool. After a while, the sun came out, the dew disappeared, the willow leaves shone with sunshine and the green leaves were golden. A breeze blew and willow leaves swooped down. There are many people doing morning exercises in the open space on the shore. They are the first people to appreciate the autumn colors of Baihe River and get a gift from nature.
At noon, the trees are covered with golden armor, the sun jumps on the water, and the Baihe River flows slowly like a golden python under the sunshine. There are still some boats floating in the river. ...
Night finally came, the moonlight shone on the water, and the crane seemed to blink and fall asleep. There are also three bridges across the banks of the Baihe River, and the colorful lights on the bridges project their colorful brilliance into the Baihe River, just like waterfalls flying in the air; Like a colorful brocade hanging on a bridge. After a busy day, people came to the river and the bridge for a walk in twos and threes. People are intoxicated in the beautiful night scene, as if forgetting the fatigue during the day, and laughter echoes on the Baihe River for a long time. ...
I love the beautiful Baihe, and I love my hometown even more!
In autumn, the ripe fruit lowers its head.
Not narcissistic,
It's thinking-how did I mature?
It's not the wind, I'm afraid it's moldy;
It's not rain, I'm afraid it has withered in the ravine;
It's not light, I'm afraid it's already dim and gloomy;
It's not hot yet. I'm afraid it's gaunt and ugly.
Thanks to the wind and rain, I am mature.
Thanks to the sunshine, I am mature and handsome.
The western proverb says, "Give someone a rose, and your hand will have a lingering fragrance." People give help to others with a sincere heart, and all they need is inner gratitude-a grateful heart like Qiushi? As the soul of all things, human beings should think more-how did I become mature?
As the saying goes: "The grace of dripping water is rewarded by the spring." Gratitude has always been a social concern. There are often scenes in martial arts films where a soldier saves a soldier at a critical moment. Afterwards, the samurai thanked him, "You can't forget my ... and you are my second biological parent. In autumn, the ripe fruit lowers its head.
Not narcissistic,
It's thinking-how did I mature?
It's not the wind, I'm afraid it's moldy;
It's not rain, I'm afraid it has withered in the ravine;
It's not light, I'm afraid it's already dim and gloomy;
It's not hot yet. I'm afraid it's gaunt and ugly.
Thanks to the wind and rain, I am mature.
Thanks to the sunshine, I am mature and handsome.
The western proverb says, "Give someone a rose, and your hand will have a lingering fragrance." People give help to others with a sincere heart, and all they need is inner gratitude-a grateful heart like Qiushi? As the soul of all things, human beings should think more-how did I become mature?
As the saying goes: "The grace of dripping water is rewarded by the spring." Gratitude has always been a social concern. There are often scenes in martial arts films where a soldier saves a soldier at a critical moment. Afterwards, the soldier was grateful: "You have no teeth for me. You are my second-generation parents. I'd rather be a cow and a horse, at your disposal, and repay you for saving my life ... "This shows how much the ancient people attach importance to gratitude. Nowadays, everyone is trapped in a cage of reinforced concrete. There is less communication between people, and people's gratitude will fade. This is really not optimistic!
However, not all trees were broken by the storm; Not all seeds can't find the soil to take root; Not all the true feelings are lost in the desert of human heart. In real life, we can still see touching scenes of gratitude. These scenes are touching and tear-jerking, because the elements of "true feelings" are injected.
Cong Fei said, "I don't need medication anymore." I think he must have seen through the changes in the world. He paid so much, but he got a pair of white eyes. Face is something that many people strive for, but what are the advantages and disadvantages of struggle and indisputable? Sincerity, frankness and selflessness are the qualities worth fighting for. We have achieved sincerity, frankness and selflessness, and will always be great in people's impressions. "Don't be afraid of being smashed to pieces, but keep innocent in the world." Such people will be loved and admired by people. Mr. Lu Xun said: "The real warrior dares to face the bleak life and the dripping blood." And I want to say: "How brave, dare to face the secular changes in temperature, dare to face the desert of people's hearts."
Gratitude has always been the virtue of our Chinese nation. As successors of the new era, we must not forget our ancestors. We should actively carry forward the glorious tradition of our ancestors and add luster to being qualified citizens in the new century. Gratitude, we should learn to be grateful. The simplest and most important thing is to thank our parents and elders for raising us, and then thank the society and the country for raising us.
Life is precious, but gratitude is more expensive. Learning to be grateful is a compulsory course for every teenager. Let's all have a grateful heart and become the autumn fruit of bowing our heads and thinking about "how am I mature?"
8. About writing the composition of autumn in Tengchong, Yunnan, the south of 900 words colorful clouds has always been my favorite place. Compared with Dali Ancient City, Lijiang Night and Shangri-La, Tengchong, known as the historic city on the ancient South Silk Road, has just been developed and few tourists come. In fact, Tengchong is a famous hometown of overseas Chinese, close to Myanmar and a distribution center for jadeite. Ruili, China is a pearl on the border between China and Myanmar.
I always like to go to places with few people and beautiful scenery, and sometimes I get dizzy when I see people. So after returning to Kunming from Shangri-La, I booked a plane ticket to Dehong Autonomous Prefecture directly at the airport. The plane is very small, and the ticket will never be discounted. Many passengers on the same plane are dressed in ethnic minority clothes and can't speak Chinese. At that time, Tengchong's Hump Airport had just started construction. It is said that it was put into use in June+10 last year.
Dehong prefecture airport exit. This is the smallest airport I have ever seen. There is only a short baggage conveyor belt inside, and the whole waiting hall and arrival hall are together, with a total area of less than 80 square meters.
Street view and pedestrians in autonomous prefecture.
A man with a baby in his arms It is said that all the local children grew up on their fathers' backs. After giving birth to the baby, the mother wore a hat and went to the field to transplant rice seedlings. The local coolies do all the heavy work, which is done by the women at home. I was scared, haha.
One of the main roads in the autonomous prefecture. It has the pronunciation of Dai, Chinese and Jingpo. It is said that Jingpo people have no language of their own. Dehong Prefecture belongs to the south subtropical monsoon climate, which lasts for twenty or thirty degrees. Walking in the street, from time to time, Dai women wear colorful traditional tube skirts and walk in the street with flower umbrellas. Occasionally there is a song coming from across the street in the distance, which is a local song. The melody is beautiful and I can't understand it.
Blue sky and white clouds. Take a taxi from Dehong Airport to 30 yuan to the long-distance bus station not far away. I ate a bowl of local chicken bean powder at the stall in front of the station. It was delicious. Then I got on a super-broken van and circled on the winding mountain road for 6 hours until it was dark before I arrived in Tengchong.
A narrow path. The shabby coach walked through such a path, turning seven and eight. The trees on both sides began to get smaller, and I knew I was getting farther and farther away from the equator.
The road to the crater. The ground is full of volcanic rocks. The volcano in the distance is called "Yin-Yang Mountain" by local people. Because after the volcanic eruption a few years ago, all the volcanic ash and sulfur fell to one side of the mountain due to wind and other reasons. Fertile volcanic ash is very suitable for the growth of trees, and it is very dense and full of vitality. On the other side, bare and barren, it is for the' Yin and Yang Mountain'. I don't know if you still remember Mount Vesuvius and Mount Fuji, but I found that there must be a depression at the top of any volcano, because when the volcano erupts, the top is ejected from the magma below the crust.
Tengchong Volcano Geothermal National Geopark. I stood in the distance and took a photo. Suddenly I feel like a passer-by, coming and going gently, leaving nothing but memories.
Running water.
A leisurely agricultural life.
This is a famous local scenery. Below the bamboo basket is geothermal energy with a heat of more than 96 degrees, which smells of sulfur and floats upward. So the peanuts, eggs and quail eggs placed next to them were cooked by this hot air. Taste it, it has a faint smell of sulfur. The locals said: it doesn't matter, you can't eat bad people, hehe.
Climb up along the winding mountain road, and finally reach the most unique geothermal Dagunguo Scenic Resort scenic spot. Standing in the distance, I can already feel the heat. It is said that the temperature in the center of the pot reaches 120 degrees. Throw a pig down and cook it immediately.
One of the characteristic geothermal fountains. When water comes out of the ground, it sounds like a frog, hence the name.
Pearl spring.
9. Write an essay about peaches in 900 words. Summer is the taste of peaches. You see, there are so many vendors selling peaches in the streets and lanes that grandma's peaches are ripe. Grandma repeatedly asked us to pick peaches.
Next to grandma's house, wow, two peach trees with dense branches and leaves are covered with peaches. From a distance, they look like two trees, full of red flowers. Last time I came to my grandmother's house, the peaches were still green and sour. Now the peaches are ripe, red and white, blushing like snow dolls, pushing away the green peach leaves and smiling at people in a playful way! Looking at this peach blossom really makes my mouth water.
It just rained cats and dogs. In a blink of an eye, the rain gradually subsided. My mother discussed it and said to my grandfather, "Let's pick peaches while the rain is light." Grandpa said, "peaches will suffer in this stormy weather." Grandma said, "Pick it, the peaches are ripe. Take it off without picking it. " We agreed unanimously and decided to pick peaches. Grandparents went to prepare two big baskets, a bench, a basket and a ladder. I saw it, dancing and overjoyed, thinking: I can finally eat delicious peaches.
I held up my umbrella and stood under the peach tree. Fruitful peaches bent the branches and put up a wooden shelf under them. Grandpa hooked the basket and hung it directly on the peach tree, then climbed the ladder to pick the hearts and put them in the basket. Grandma stood on the bench picking peaches. Mother had no choice but to stand on tiptoe to pick peaches. Soon, the peaches in the basket are full. Mother took the basket from grandpa, and then carefully put the peaches in the big basket one by one, just like putting them in priceless jewelry. In a blink of an eye, the big laundry list was full, and I beamed with joy and cried. "wow! So many peaches! " I picked up a peach and held it in my hand, just like a huge bead. Smell it with your nose, and the faint fragrance wafts in, which makes people feel refreshed. Take a bite, and a sweet and fragrant juice comes out, which I will never forget.
How I wish I could plant more and better peaches next year. Grandpa shook his head and said, "It is impossible to bear so many peaches next year." I asked anxiously, "Why?" Grandpa said: "Because they have so many peaches this time, they have spent all their energy on cultivating fruits, so they won't have such good energy next year." Grandpa talked cheerfully about the cultivation process of peach trees: "Whenever the peach trees are wrapped in silver in winter, chicken manure ash should be buried around them, although it is dirty and smelly. In fact, it is good food for peach trees. Not buried in the roots, but buried about one meter away from the roots, so that peach trees can freely absorb nutrients. In pink and green spring, spray pesticides on peach trees to eliminate pests. . "Grandpa told me vividly, and I was fascinated. I gave a thumbs-up and said, "You really know how to grow peaches scientifically. No wonder your peaches are so delicious. " Grandpa smiled and said, "This is inseparable from the efforts of the peach tree itself. Although it is only a plant, peach trees consume too much energy to bear good fruit. "
I suddenly realized, oh, peach tree has something on her mind! Their lives are worth protecting. I will pick peaches myself next year.
10. My hometown composition is 900 words. My hometown and my paradise are under the northern sky, in the embrace of the mother river, there is a beautiful town, which is my hometown and my paradise.
Once-very backward, very messy. Look at the sky, it's cloudy and cloudy, full of black smoke, and the whole city is shrouded in black.
Look at this mountain, bare, without a trace of green, without any vitality. Looking at trees is even more unsightly, lying in the wilderness of troubled times.
Look at the water, dirt is swaying in the water, bottles are rippling on the water, and garbage is beginning to ravage the water ... It's unbearable to look back at everything here ... Fortunately, all this has been disintegrated by my hometown compatriots. After development, my hometown has finally become a paradise, a paradise.
Now-look at the sky, it's especially blue here. Wan Li is a blue sky with endless white clouds frolicking in the sky.
Occasionally birds fly by, singing and strolling in it, just like cranes in the clouds. Looking at the mountain, it is particularly exquisite here.
Gentle and charming Although they are not as majestic as Mount Tai, as unattainable as Qinling and as winding as Zhangjiajie, they have one thing that mountains do not have, and that is their inner charm.
Look at those trees. It is particularly lush and diverse, full of green eyes. Willow is like a slim girl, wearing a long shawl, bending down and smiling. Poplar is like a strong young man, with big arms, round waist, tall and strong ... The water here must be seen, claiming to be the best in the world.
Seventy-two springs formed the "Quancheng clan". Spring is clear, spring is sweet, spring is ... Look, look at everything here: look at the tall buildings here, look at the beautiful water here, look at the Xiushan Pavilion here ... here, you will have a feeling of stepping into heaven and you will have a happy idea.
This is my hometown-Jinan. Blue waves and clear water are rippling in the embrace of Quancheng, and green trees are hidden in the mountains of Quancheng.
Looking back-Jinan, my hometown Jinan, my paradise.