My hometown is in the countryside, where the scenery is beautiful and beautiful. Especially in autumn, nature is even more dazzling.
The smell of maturity pervades the garden, giving off an attractive fragrance. The harvest is in sight, and the cultivators are all smiling and beaming. Pears in Huang Chengcheng are shining with golden light and smiling in green. Green cabbage, a clump here, a clump there, dripping with green, is like laying a green carpet on the garden. What is even more refreshing is to stand outside the garden and look at the garden: the garden is golden and occasionally dotted with a little green, which is particularly harmonious. The pleasing tree is covered with gold, a breeze blows, and yellow leaves dance like butterflies.
Walking in the garden, the whole garden is beautiful. You see, the yellow is elegant, the white is noble, and the purple is warm and deep, splashing and blooming in the autumn wind.
Of course, in autumn in my hometown, fog is the most charming and popular with children. Every morning, the world is misty, the mountains and seas are misty, and the mountains are undulating, just like Penglai Fairy Island, which is fascinating. Occasionally, a farmhouse will be exposed to the fog and smoke, and the smell of breakfast and the slightly meaningful morning fog constitute a harmonious and charming picture.
Whenever there is fog, the beautiful mountains and rivers in my hometown are integrated with the mirage in my heart. No matter what year and month, how far away and where I am, the hometown of autumn will always be hazy in my life.
Autumn in my hometown is also a windy world and a paradise for rain. Autumn morning, the breeze is singing. Pearl dew has arrived. Brought the coolness of autumn and absorbed the heat of summer; It brought snow-white clouds and erased the residual heat. The rain is the most unusual, as fine as an ox's hair, densely woven obliquely, and the needles are shining. How nice it is to say "sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things quietly" before the autumn rain in my hometown. There are always signs that the autumn wind will start first. Autumn rain fell silently on the ground. Autumn rain is harmonious. It took away the long drought in summer and brought the long-awaited wetness and coolness. I like autumn rain.
Autumn in my hometown! Whenever you come, the joy in my heart is always beyond words, which can only be summarized by a poem written by the great poet Du Fu, "However, I am frantically packing my books and poems".
I love my hometown, especially the intoxicating autumn in my hometown.
2. My family grew up in the countryside. A 400-word writer is a place that everyone can rely on. Home is the cradle of every child's growth and the harbor of every child's life.
I remember when I was a child, I often listened to my mother sing "Father is a boat, mother is a sail, carrying treasures to form a happy family", which took me into a sweet dream. Whenever I hear this song, I think of my beloved home.
I love my home, a happy and warm home. Get up every day, I will see my parents are busy; Whenever school is over, delicious meals will be placed on the table; Whenever I encounter difficulties in my study, my parents always patiently explain to me; Whenever I am sick, my parents are always with me ... all this makes me feel that my home is full of sunshine and incomparable warmth.
I love my home, a harmonious and happy home. Holidays, as long as there is time, the whole family will always travel collectively, which makes me feel the great rivers and mountains of the motherland; They always listen carefully to things that happen around me and share happiness with me; Whenever I get good grades, they always give me congratulations and encouragement ... all this makes me feel that my home is always full of laughter and joy.
I love my family, a family I can rely on. Whenever I encounter difficulties, my parents help me out; Whenever I am wronged, they will resolve it for me; Whenever I am unhappy, they are willing to listen; Whenever I don't know my grades, they give me encouragement ... All these let me know how to face life, let me know that life will not be smooth sailing, and know how to face the challenges and tests of life.
This is my happy little family, which can shelter me from the wind and rain and accompany me to grow up happily. I love this warm and happy family, every member of the family and every story at home.
I love my family.
3. How to write a composition describing the countryside During the holiday, the teacher took us to the countryside in the suburbs and visited the rural scenery.
You can also contribute to the countryside soon. Looking from a distance, you can see Longshou Mountain shrouded in mist in the distance, flying freely in the sky like a dragon, sleeping like a lion in a misty fairyland, and falling from the sky like a beautiful fairy, enjoying the beautiful scenery of the countryside. You can also contribute. There are mountains and paintings, but there is no water and no article, which reminds me of a poem. There are people in the depths of white clouds.
Approached, the grass at the foot is like a green carpet, but it is dark green, dark green, green, ... like a green ocean, the breeze blows and the blue waves ripple. Farmers' wheat fields are endless, and the wild flowers beside the fields are like a simple garland, inlaid with bundles of beautiful garlands, making the fields more beautiful. Rape flowers are yellow, adding a new bright color to the dense fields.
Still nodding and shaking, as if welcoming us, the fruit trees are swaying green and plump leaves, the willows are swaying long green hair, and the flowers are attracting dancing and colorful butterflies. You can hear the buzzing of bees collecting honey. Look at those canals, dividing the endless fields into small squares like chessboards and ribbons.
Just as we were intoxicated with the scenery in front of us, a gust of wind blew and the flowers came to the nose. Take a breath, wheat will secrete spleen, and another breath will make people feel refreshed immediately. Who won't be intoxicated by the country air far away from the hubbub?
Along the edge of the field, we came to the village. The farm yard is very spectacular. There are all kinds of fruit trees in the yard, including pear trees, apple trees and jujube trees ... You see, some fruit trees have begun to turn green, some fruit trees have sprouted, and some fruit trees have produced that small, beautiful little fruit. At the gate of the yard, an honest old cow is eating tender grass, a naughty lamb is having fun with children, a donkey is jumping, and a puppy is barking and running around at the door.
Chickens are cackling, fat pigs are screaming, rolling and turning over on the grass ... what a beautiful rural scenery. Accustomed to the noise of the city, I found a sweet peace here.
Accustomed to the polluted air in the city, I found natural and fragrant air here. Jinchang is beautiful, but I think the scenery of farmers in the suburbs of Jinchang is more beautiful.
I like Jinchang, and I prefer the beautiful scenery in the countryside.
4. My hometown is in the countryside. Write a composition praising my hometown. You can praise your hometown from the perspective of natural environment and give you a model essay reference: I love the countryside, I love the countryside, and I love the beautiful scenery of the countryside! When the azaleas are in full bloom, the breeze gently blows the willow branches. Clear streams and springs gurgle. Birds on the branches are chirping and singing. Butterflies in the flowers are dancing. The endless fields swept away people's troubles. I like to wander in this green world, and I prefer to stand there and float away. The distant sky is hazy white woven by fog and rain; The huts in twos and threes lie quietly, being baptized by the rain; Pedestrians on the road are gradually scarce, leaving only quiet and serene villages; Only the lonely duck kept quacking, and Mr. Goose in a white robe stood under the eaves, stretching his neck to enjoy the dripping rain; This is a poetic fairyland. I love the countryside and the hard work of farmers! At the first light of dawn, a few crows broke through the night and silence. At this time, the countryside has been filled with smoke, and farmers are carrying hoes, shouting cows and stepping on the golden dawn. At noon, the south wind blows gently and the sun is scorching. They are still bent and barefoot. In order to feed the whole world, they planted trees one by one until the sun went down, then they packed their bags, hummed folk songs and set off on their way home. I love the countryside and its simplicity! There are no tall buildings, no traffic, brick bungalows and low bamboo fences, which are both picturesque and beautiful; Simple clothes, a village girl with light makeup, raining, wearing a green bamboo hat and green hemp fiber; When we met, we were so cordial, so sincere, and our words were even. Everyone has a Zhang Shanliang face and a natural innocence. I love this peaceful world. I like the country and the leisure of country life! Do it at sunrise and rest at sunset; No pains, no gains; No need for fame and fortune, no need for intrigue; In broad daylight, you dig, I farm, help each other and watch each other; When you are tired, you lie under the green trees. You smoke and I drink tea. There are endless anecdotes and endless field scenery. Looking at the green rice seedlings in the field, I smiled and paid the price of sweat. When night comes, I can sit in the east, chat in the west, watch TV and count the stars. How comfortable and carefree! Who doesn't love the countryside? I have read many articles commenting on cities and villages. One of the comrades said: "although the school playground in the city is very wide, I don't like it here;" Although the houses in the city are very comfortable, I don't like it here; There is no smell of earth in the city. You can't wipe or climb trees. What kind of city is it? Worse than the countryside! " I don't think so. This city is also a beautiful place. The tall buildings on both sides of the street are like mushrooms after the rain. The street garden is getting more and more exciting; Electronic technology has developed rapidly; The sound of reading comes from time to time in the bright classroom ... the conditions and environment of the city are not too bad. This city has very advanced high technology and a good learning and working environment. Here, children and adults live in peace and happiness. As long as I stand on the street and watch Mercedes-Benz BMW drive by, I am extremely happy. However, the environment in the city is not very good. Air pollution and soil erosion all happen around us. What about the countryside? Birds and flowers are fragrant, and the environment is very elegant. People are also hardworking and have very good quality. Life is good, too They seem to have everything. Urban and rural areas are indispensable. Cities have technology and rural areas have environment. I like cities and countryside! I love my hometown. My hometown is Hukou Township, Hsinchu County. Although it is not as prosperous as a metropolis, it has a strong taste of pure servants, so I am glad to grow up in such a place. There are many specialties in my hometown, such as tribute pills, rice noodles, tea and various fruits. This is a place full of Hakka customs. Although it is not as prosperous as Taipei, everyone seems to be very happy. With the progress of the times, every place has become more and more prosperous, even my hometown is no exception. As time goes by, there are more and more factories in my hometown. However, due to the economic depression, many factories gradually moved out. But I still like my hometown very much. Why do I like my hometown? Because there are both simple folk customs and economically prosperous areas, and the expressway is nearby. It only takes a little time to get to various places, which is very convenient, and the distance between people seems to be getting closer and closer. There is an old Hukou Street in my hometown. Although I haven't actually been there, as can be seen from the picture, it has told its story for many years and months. I love my hometown and hope I can live there all the time. I love the soil in my hometown, and some people love the flowers, trees, birds and animals in my hometown. Some people love the mountains and rivers in my hometown, but I love the soil in my hometown most. Children in our hometown often roll around on the land, sometimes holding "cars" and "planes", sometimes holding clay figurines, and sometimes holding "telephones" and "fruits". At night, we were covered in mud. At this time, the adults affectionately called us "Xiaohua Mall" and "landlord". The soft sunshine spread all over the earth. I am happy to think that today is neither too cold nor too hot, which is a good time for us to play with mud. So, I made an appointment with some good friends, came to the village east, and began to play again. I squeezed a "phone" carefully. It is rectangular, and a telephone "line" is made of a winding rope about 50 cm long. Passers-by said everything when they saw it. I said seriously, "No, it was the soil that taught me to be smart." Partners are squeezing their favorite things, laughing and laughing, full of infinite fun. Soil not only gives me a lot of fun, but also increases my knowledge. Once, I planted a handful of broad beans where the stone was much faster. More than a month has passed, but it has not sprouted. I was so anxious that I ran home to find my mother. My mother went up to her and said,
I went to my uncle's country to write a composition. My uncle is a simple farmer. He is not tall and his dark face is covered with wrinkles. A pair of hands that have been doing farm work all the year round are covered with calluses. He is interested in everything. I don't know much about it, but I always ask questions.
I remember that year's Spring Festival, my old uncle came from Tai 'an to visit my grandmother and stayed at her house for the time being. When I see many novel things, such as how to use the TV set, I always ask my grandmother for advice. When I see a rectangular thing on the wall (that is air conditioning, and the country people don't have air conditioning yet), I ask my grandmother what it is. What is this? And why can an induction cooker cook without flame? At first, grandma patiently explained. Later, grandma was annoyed by my uncle's question and called him "stupid" My uncle didn't forgive him, but just smiled. Also, no matter what strange things he sees, he will say, "Really?" The funniest thing is my uncle's birthday. On that day, our Gao family came. At the most important time when blowing out the candles, grandma lit a "music candle", and my uncle suddenly "hmm". 1 sec later, we all laughed, but my uncle didn't care. With the music, my uncle "yeah" over and over again until the music ended. Why does it sing? Everyone explained it to my uncle over and over again. Old uncle is really "never tired of asking questions"!
On another occasion, my uncle visited our house. I'll show my uncle around this big room first. As soon as he entered the room, he saw something that looked like a square on the table (it was a computer, but the country people didn't have one). He said, "Gao Tianyu, what is this?" I didn't say anything, just turned on the computer. Then, I said to my uncle, "This is a computer. You can play games, read books, watch movies, find information, chat with friends and do anything online. " "Then what is this net?" "This network is the Internet, and it is universal all over the world." My uncle's doubts were finally solved, so he began to play games and watch movies online for a while, and said "Yes" when encountering strange things.
This is my old uncle, a simple and kind old farmer.
6. How to write rural, pastoral and farmhouse scenery in rural composition?
This year's "May Day" holiday, we went to my grandmother's house in the country.
Grandma has a spacious house. Next to the house, there is always a melon rack lined with new green. Plant some loofah, or some cucumbers. Those palm-shaped leaves are green, thick or shallow. Long vines wound their way up the bamboo frame to the roof. Although there are no cucumbers on the current melon shelves, they also have different styles. Green leaves and crooked vines have trimmed the whole house with uncut natural lace. This kind of decoration is much more intimate and simple than the stone lion in front of the tall building in the city.
In an open space behind the house, there are several kinds of flowers, such as impatiens, Chinese rose, rhododendron, dahlia and cockscomb, which are as red as fire, as pink as chardonnay and as white as snow according to the seasonal order ...... with extraordinary temperament in simplicity. Next to these flowers, there is a bunch of bamboo. Young leaves and straight stems are interlaced, casting a shade. At this time, there were a few small bamboo shoots, showing sharp heads, as if they would stick their heads out of the ground uniformly as long as they were forced.
There are always a few chickens in rural families. Grandma built a chicken nest in the yard and raised some chickens. Walking through the yard, you will surely see a hen and a chicken running. The cock stands proudly, like a general in a military parade, with high morale; Also like a filial gentleman to protect his family and protect his home.
Not far from the house, there is a small river, and there are some ducks playing happily on the clear water. From time to time, stick your head in the water for food or play with your companions. The cry of "quack quack" echoed on the water. Even if someone is washing clothes and vegetables, it can't stop their joy. Several dragonflies also like to join in the fun and fly on the water. The reeds by the river are fluttering and seem to cover the river together. The river in the sun is particularly clear, and a breeze blows, causing ripples on the water surface.
Behind the river is a large field. These rows are arranged very neatly. Plant some vegetables, rape, peas, arhat beans and the like. There is an acre of paddy field in the distance, and some farmers can be seen transplanting rice seedlings, and rows of seedlings are slowly fluttering with the breeze.
At dusk, we moved tables, chairs and meals to the yard to eat. At this time, both hens and chickens ran to eat rice. Under the beautiful dusk scenery, everyone chatted while eating dinner, depicting a natural and harmonious pastoral scenery. ...
The scenery of countryside, countryside and farmhouse has become a unique and charming scenery.
7. How to write a rural composition and feel the countryside?
At first, I thought the countryside was a fairyland of fairy tales. It has faded away the glitz of the city and washed away the complexity of the world. It may be Al on Van Gogh's canvas, the blue sky as clear as a mirror, and the gorgeous sea of flowers as oil painting. Golden sunflowers, nourished by sunshine, have grown seeds of hope. It may be an idyll in Tao Qian's poems, which tells the story of a fairy couple in the fog. The oblique sunshine is light and leisurely.
It's just a village in poetry. When we really walk into the village and feel the village with our heart, we will find that our village is experiencing pain. There is also sunshine, which is not warm but viciously roasting the earth. Looking from a distance, the swaying figure on the earth is tired of its heart in the morning and evening, in spring and autumn. He grew up in this land, and his sweat nourished this land; He learned to be strong in this land, and his steps strengthened this land; He was born in the loess and returned to the loess, which has been endless for generations. When the storm came, his heart trembled like a swaying crop in the field, and tears crossed the cheeks of the ravine, drowning his heart and his breath layer by layer like water drowning the field. When the drought came, the crops shook like his thin body. He can't see hope and gain, and his confused eyes are dry and empty. They are sometimes happy, but this happiness seems so humble. Their greatest happiness is a bumper harvest. Full particles are like gems, and the corners of the eyes smile like crescent moons. What they want most is good weather, and they just want to live an ordinary life.
Faced with such a picture, will such a country let us down? In fact, the countryside is more real because of this cruel beauty. Feel the countryside, don't always be a leisurely tourist. While appreciating its tranquility and purity, we should pay more attention to its pain and give it more understanding and sympathy.
Feel the countryside, feel the pulse of farming civilization, feel the most vigorous cry of China, feel the massiness of that land, and feel the blood and sweat of that land; Feel the most simple persistence and perseverance of farmers in China, and feel the pain and helplessness experienced by farmers in China.
When we looked at them with disdain, did it ever occur to us that they brought us hope for life with sweat and blood?
Seeing that farmers in China have become eternal in the history of China with the most humble gesture, let us feel the countryside with our heart.
I love the country, I love the country, I love the country scenery! When the azaleas are in full bloom, the breeze gently blows the willow branches. Clear streams and springs gurgle. Birds on the branches are chirping and singing. Butterflies in the flowers are dancing. The endless fields swept away people's troubles. I like to wander in this green world, and I prefer to stand there and float away. The distant sky is hazy white woven by fog and rain; The huts in twos and threes lie quietly, being baptized by the rain; Pedestrians on the road are gradually scarce, leaving only quiet and serene villages; Only the lonely duck kept quacking, and Mr. Goose in a white robe stood under the eaves, stretching his neck to enjoy the dripping rain; This is a poetic fairyland. I love the countryside and the hard work of farmers! At the first light of dawn, a few crows broke through the night and silence. At this time, the countryside has been filled with smoke, and farmers are carrying hoes, shouting cows and stepping on the golden dawn. At noon, the south wind blows gently and the sun is scorching. They are still bent and barefoot. In order to feed the whole world, they planted trees one by one until the sun went down, then they packed their bags, hummed folk songs and set off on their way home. I love the countryside and its simplicity! There are no tall buildings, no traffic, brick bungalows and low bamboo fences, which are both picturesque and beautiful; Simple clothes, a village girl with light makeup, raining, wearing a green bamboo hat and green hemp fiber; When we met, we were so cordial, so sincere, and our words were even. Everyone has a Zhang Shanliang face and a natural innocence. I love this peaceful world. I like the country and the leisure of country life! Do it at sunrise and rest at sunset; No pains, no gains; No need for fame and fortune, no need for intrigue; In broad daylight, you dig, I farm, help each other and watch each other; When you are tired, you lie under the green trees. You smoke and I drink tea. There are endless anecdotes and endless field scenery. Looking at the green rice seedlings in the field, I smiled and paid the price of sweat. When night comes, I can sit in the east, chat in the west, watch TV and count the stars. How comfortable and carefree! Who doesn't love the countryside? I have read many articles commenting on cities and villages. One of the comrades said: "although the school playground in the city is very wide, I don't like it here;" Although the houses in the city are very comfortable, I don't like it here; There is no smell of earth in the city. You can't wipe or climb trees. What kind of city is it? Worse than the countryside! " I don't think so. This city is also a beautiful place. The tall buildings on both sides of the street are like mushrooms after the rain. The street garden is getting more and more exciting; Electronic technology has developed rapidly; The sound of reading comes from time to time in the bright classroom ... the conditions and environment of the city are not too bad. This city has very advanced high technology and a good learning and working environment. Here, children and adults live in peace and happiness. As long as I stand on the street and watch Mercedes-Benz BMW drive by, I am extremely happy. However, the environment in the city is not very good. Air pollution and soil erosion all happen around us. What about the countryside? The environment is elegant. People are also hardworking and have very good quality. Life is good, too They seem to have everything. Urban and rural areas are indispensable. Cities have technology and rural areas have environment. I like cities and countryside! I love my hometown. My hometown is Hukou Township, Hsinchu County. Although it is not as prosperous as a metropolis, it has a strong taste of pure servants, so I am glad to grow up in such a place. There are many specialties in my hometown, such as tribute pills, rice noodles, tea and various fruits. This is a place full of Hakka customs. Although it is not as prosperous as Taipei, everyone seems to be very happy. With the progress of the times, every place has become more and more prosperous, even my hometown is no exception. As time goes by, there are more and more factories in my hometown. However, due to the economic depression, many factories gradually moved out. But I still like my hometown very much. Why do I like my hometown? Because there are both simple folk customs and economically prosperous areas, and the expressway is nearby. It only takes a little time to get to various places, which is very convenient, and the distance between people seems to be getting closer and closer. There is an old Hukou Street in my hometown. Although I haven't actually been there, as can be seen from the picture, it has told its story for many years and months. I love my hometown and hope I can live there all the time. I love the soil in my hometown, and some people love the flowers, trees, birds and animals in my hometown. Some people love the mountains and rivers in my hometown, but I love the soil in my hometown most. Children in our hometown often roll around on the land, sometimes holding "cars" and "planes", sometimes holding clay figurines, and sometimes holding "telephones" and "fruits". At night, we were covered in mud. At this time, the adults affectionately called us "Xiaohua Mall" and "landlord". The soft sunshine spread all over the earth. I am happy to think that today is neither too cold nor too hot, which is a good time for us to play with mud. So, I made an appointment with some good friends, came to the village east, and began to play again. I squeezed a "phone" carefully. It is rectangular, and a telephone "line" is made of a winding rope about 50 cm long. Passers-by said everything when they saw it. I said seriously, "No, it was the soil that taught me to be smart." Partners are squeezing their favorite things, laughing and laughing, full of infinite fun. Soil not only gives me a lot of fun, but also increases my knowledge. Once, I planted a handful of broad beans where the stone was much faster. More than a month has passed, but it has not sprouted. I was so anxious that I ran home to find my mother. My mother walked over and said, you know what? "I nodded. The next spring, I planted broad beans in the soil. A few days later, the broad beans really grew seedlings. Later, they grew into vines and blossomed. number
9. How to write a composition at home I miss the day when I left home, whether it was sunny or starry, whether it was joy or loss.
My home is very warm, because my mother loves me and my father loves me. I grew up under the care of my parents.
In my memory, every time I go home on Friday, I can see my mother meet me at the entrance of the village on the way. Every time I do this, I always say, "Mom, go home!" " "My mother always takes my schoolbag from me and helps me push the cart. Mother and daughter walked home in tandem.
As soon as I walked into the house, my father would greet me and ask questions and shout "Dad" to my father for a long time. There will inevitably be a sense of joy in my heart. Every time, my father will respond loudly: "Hello, good daughter!" "
The night of family reunion is naturally beautiful. I put on a table that is not rich, and sat around and chewed slowly. Every dish is my father's specialty. At this time, I will have a heart-to-heart talk with my brother. When we talk about ideals and study, everything from astronomy to geography will become our topic. My mother and father will listen to us with a smile, as if the wrinkles on our faces are much less. Sometimes, when my father is in high spirits, he tells a joke, which makes my brother and I laugh our heads off. My mother would say to my father, "Why are you still acting like a child ..."
When I leave home, my father will personally fry four poached eggs for me. My father said that it represented a family of four at that time. My mother will give me a unique rural wowotou, and my brother will kindly say, "Sister, have a nice trip." Although I am alone at school, my heart is no longer lonely.
We have grown up. There is hope at our age. At our age, we worry about our parents' advice. At our age, we have begun to pay attention to dad's back and mom's face and cheeks. We have been out of their arms, and we can never get out of their feelings ... this is the greatest love in the world.
Because of love, I deeply understand that it is not easy to get home! Because I miss home, I love it and miss it forever when I leave home.
I am happy because I have a family. It is the richest kingdom and the warmest place in the world.
Home is a clear sky that parents hold up for their children with love umbrellas.