My hometown is an ordinary small mountain village. But I like it very much.

There is also a stream in my hometown, which is so clear and gurgles every day. There are many pebbles with different shapes at the bottom of the stream, some with this posture and some with that fascinating one.

By the river, there are sentimental willows. Hanging on the water, with sparkling ripples. From time to time, there are several birds playing on the willow tree, and there are crisp songs.

I remember when I was a child, my sister and I liked climbing those willows best. The shape of willow is also unique. The middle branch stands on the willow tree. I like to climb that branch and sit on it. Just like sitting in the air, not to mention how comfortable it is! ! !

There are many green bamboos in front of my house. On a sunny day, it shines in the green bamboo. Those green elves are showing off! Green bamboo surrounds the hometown, both before and after. From a distance, it's so quiet. If you want to play hide and seek, it's a good place!

The fields in my hometown are big and wide, and a lot of wheat is planted in the fields. When you grow up, looking down from a height, you will see a wheat field in front of you, just like putting a green coat on the earth. At harvest time, the earth was golden, and he changed into another dress. The farmer's uncle is beating wheat in the field. The rice we eat is to beat the wheat and then shell it with a machine.

In the countryside, without the prosperity of the city, he is so quiet and simple. But I like this simplicity, this quietness! Like a spring flowing through a valley, like a butterfly flying through flowers.

2. Hometown composition will be in the countryside, and feel the countryside tomorrow. At first, the countryside was a fairyland. 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 the pastoral scenery in Tao Qian's poems, which interpreted the story of the fairy couple in the fog. The oblique sunshine is light and leisurely. It's just the country in the poem. When we really walk into this country and feel it with our heart, we will find that our country is experiencing pain. There is also sunshine, which is not warm but viciously roasting the earth. Seen from a distance, rickety figures on the 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, and he has survived 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 comes, the crops shake like his thin body, and he can't see hope or harvest. The chaotic eyes are dry and empty. So are they. It's just that this happiness seems so humble. Their greatest happiness is a bumper harvest. The full grain is like a piece of jewelry, and their eyes smile like a crescent moon. What they want most is good weather, and they just want to live an ordinary life. Will such a country disappoint us in the face of such a picture? In fact, the countryside is more real because of this cruel beauty. Feel the countryside, don't always be a leisurely tourist. While enjoying its tranquility and purity, pay more attention to its pain and have more understanding and sympathy for its hardships. 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 with blood and sweat? Seeing the farmers in China standing forever in the history of China with the most humble gesture, let us feel the countryside with our heart! Feel the country. It seems very, very difficult for those children in the city to understand the meaning of this word, because they have never been there or experienced it personally. It seems more difficult to feel the countryside. It is meaningful for those children in the country, because they live in it every day. In different people's minds, there must be different, their ideal beautiful countryside, and what is my ideal beautiful countryside? In my mind, the countryside has neither the noise between cities nor the complacent temperament of Tao Yuanming's "picking chrysanthemums under the east fence and seeing Nanshan leisurely" In the countryside, there is no polluted air in the city, but there are clearly visible twinkling stars. As for the bustling big cities, only the stench emitted by chemical plants, only the black and dark blue sky mixed with stars and the moon, because the lights of skyscrapers are too bright, there is no quiet life like "sunrise" in the countryside, and there is no delicate and gentle scenery in the countryside. From this, I think the countryside is naturally more beautiful than the city. Although the rural land will be more barren, can't it be changed with both hands? Some people think that the rural style, like the character of the northeast man, is rough and bold. Isn't the winding mountains and flowing rivers the best portrayal of extensive rural areas? Actually, it's not. I think, however, the pastoral style is as delicate and feminine as the sweetness and gentleness of women in the south of the Yangtze River. Don't shake your head against it yet, and don't nod first. Just listen to what I 'm saying ! Didn't you see the trickle of that strange stone? Can't you see the willows swaying in the wind by the stream? Have you noticed that the fertile yellow land has given birth to countless Chinese children. Isn't the delicate trickle like a clever girl with delicate mind? Isn't the willow swaying in the wind like a girl, gentle and lovely, as if she had walked out of a faint ink painting? The yellow land that gave birth to countless Chinese children is the most like our selfless mother! Ladies and gentlemen, after listening to what I have said above, can you still say that there are no delicate and gentle women in the countryside, but only rough and bold northeast men? The countryside I feel has both the boldness of men and the gentleness of my daughter's family. This is the country in my mind and the country I feel. This is our country! Walking into the countryside is where our ancestors grew up; The countryside is also the hometown of food; The countryside is a place where farmers' uncles smile when they have a good harvest. Today, let's go into the countryside, feel the rural scenery and experience the family life in the countryside. In spring, we walked into the countryside and walked on the country roads. Rhododendrons were everywhere and were as red as fire. Peach blossom, pink as chardonnay; Pear, white as snow; All kinds of wild flowers are colorful and fragrant. On the high hills, mushrooms scrambled out of the soil after the rain and greedily sucked the milk of Mother Earth. Vilen is green and lush on the hillside. In the paddy field where rice is about to be planted, the water color and the skylight complement each other, and it is bright and white everywhere; The cuckoo is singing and the sky is misty and rainy. It's really an old saying: the mountains are all white, and the rain is like smoke. Just entering the farmer's house, a huge rhubarb dog will greet you inadvertently, shaking its head and tail in front of you, and constantly making friendly and gentle barks. In front of and behind the house, the owner also set up a melon rack, or planted pumpkins or loofahs. Oh, there are vines crawling around the melon rack.

3. My hometown composition writes an article about rural life and rural scenery. The life of rural people is quiet and leisurely, and the life scene is so simple and so desirable.

Although their house is small, it is beautifully decorated outside. On the edge of the house, they set up a melon rack to let the green vines and leaves of pumpkins and loofahs climb freely.

After planting for a long time, you can still enjoy the cool in summer! Some families plant some flowers next to the melon rack. Peony, impatiens, cockscomb and dahlia, these common flowers are somewhat gorgeous in simplicity against the green leaves.

They are open in chronological order, which makes the side of the house dazzling all year round. On the other side of the room, most people will grow bamboo.

The green leaves and green stems of dozens of bamboos cast a heavy shadow. It is also a playground for children.

If you go for a walk after the rain, those fresh bamboo shoots will definitely attract your attention. Chickens are often raised in rural areas.

In front of and behind their house, you will definitely see such a scene: either a hen with a chick is looking for food, or a rooster is patrolling the door. They also constitute a unique landscape.

If there is a river in front of their house, they will see some ducks in the clear river. Either the mother duck leads, followed by a group of ducklings; Either dad duck is catching small fish and shrimp; Or a group of ducklings frolicking in the water, raising waves more than one meter high.

These lovely little creatures, together with distant peaks, nearby houses, willow trees by the river and green rice fields, form an idyllic scenery. Whenever it is near evening, smoke rises from the kitchen near and far away.

A group of people who went to work in the fields went home. They leaned their hoes against the door, went into the house to wash their hands, and then set the table at the door. After the family sat down, dinner started and the whole family was laughing. The sunset glow and evening breeze on the horizon accompany them to eat, and cicadas sleep with them all the time.

Although rural people are not as busy as urban people, it is also a good way of life to live a full and happy life. Country people have unique and charming scenery. Today, let me take you to the countryside to enjoy it.

In rural areas, you can often see many old houses, mud walls, wooden beams and black tiles. If you pay attention, you can also see some calligraphers' handwriting written on the top of the gate! I feel back to the times thousands of years ago.

There is a path next to the house, and you can often see many tourists coming for sightseeing. When you walk on the path, you can hear the gurgling sound of running water, because the stream is beside the path.

The stream is clear and the stones in the water are clearly visible. The stream is rushing, so cheerful! If you are lucky, you may even see women smashing clothes, which is not seen in the city.

Since it is in the countryside, it naturally has unique farmland scenery. Go, there is one in front of the village. Golden wheat is everywhere. A breeze blew and the straw danced gently. How light! In the field, a few poles stand sparsely, guarding this farmland like sentries.

In the distance, there are rolling mountains with clouds and red trees. Golden wheat fields, several tall and conspicuous telephone poles and distant green hills constitute a beautiful and unique pastoral scenery.

Behind the village, there is a mountain. At the foot of the mountain, there is a green meadow full of white flowers. From time to time, a small stream tinkled and flowed into the village happily.

The source of the stream is a bamboo forest with green stems and leaves, casting a shade. People in the countryside, people outside the village, are so simple, so natural and so harmonious.

3. Rural, pastoral and farm scenery have all become a unique and charming landscape. 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 interweave with straight stems, 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. 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. 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 "gung-gung-gung-gung-gung" echoed on the water, even if someone was washing clothes and vegetables, it could not 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.

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 and painted a natural and harmonious pastoral landscape ... Accustomed to the noise of the city, I found sweet peace here. Accustomed to the polluted air in the city, I,

4. My Beautiful Hometown Composition 600 The countryside is very common. My hometown is in a small mountain village in Tianshui city, where the scenery is pleasant and beautiful.

Every spring, wheat seedlings spit out small buds, peach blossoms bloom with pink smiles, pear flowers and apple flowers sprout buds to be released, willow trees are covered with long green silk tapestries, wild flowers are waiting to open all over the mountain, and swallows fly back from the south. The whole village is full of vitality.

In summer, wheat fields turn into golden oceans, and peach trees are covered with peaches. The smell of rape blossoms is everywhere, and people's eyes are full of happy smiles, ready to harvest wheat and pick peaches. Speaking of peaches in Tianshui, they are really delicious. It is used by local people to describe that there are peaches in the sky and peaches in the world among the immortals. In the 2008 Olympic Games, Sweet Peach was praised by people at home and abroad.

In autumn, my hometown is more beautiful, and there are harvest seasons everywhere. There are red apples, yellow pears and purple grapes waiting for people to pick. Businessmen from all directions drive trucks to buy all kinds of fruits. Fuji apples in Tianshui are called the king of fruits. Everyone who has been there knows the Red Fuji in Tianshui.

In winter, swallows also flew away, and peach trees, pear trees and apple trees lost their former charm. However, we can appreciate the beauty of my hometown from its landform. Terraces, rows and rows, are very spectacular and beautiful. When smoke from cooking stoves wafts from small mountain villages, they really look like fairyland on earth. Every year I go to my hometown in the countryside with my parents to see the mountains, the water, the hardworking people and the beautiful hometown.

5. How to write Hometown Bridge when reading Hometown Composition I haven't been back to my hometown for a long time. Although it is only a few tens of kilometers away from my hometown, with the increasingly busy study, the frequency of returning to my hometown is gradually decreasing. In recent years, I have returned to my hometown three or four times a year on average, and this time I am in a hurry. Fortunately, I can stay at home for one night. The next morning, I got up early, wore a thin coat and walked along the path where I played as a child to the Lijiang River. I have lived by the Lijiang River since I was a child. Although you can see the Lijiang River every day in Guilin, you still yearn for the Lijiang River near the village. A small stream winds and flows slowly to the Lijiang River. Our village goes down the stream and lives by the water. In the distance, I saw a small bridge, which is only one or two hundred meters away from the Lijiang River and crosses the stream. This is a traditional stone arch bridge, more than ten meters long and four or five meters wide. Don't underestimate this ordinary bridge, it can unite our childhood. Vaguely, I saw a huge phoenix bamboo standing on the right side of the bridge. In the late autumn morning, the morning fog lingers around the bridge and phoenix bamboo. Several weeping willows are sparsely dotted around the outlet of the bridge. The breeze blows and the branches sway, bringing a little coolness. The path leading to the bridge is a muddy road that has been trampled bare, only a few feet wide, but even if it rains, the shoes will not get muddy. I have been with the bridge since I was a child. Skipping rope, playing with ropes, kicking stones, playing hide-and-seek and grabbing territory, there are several long green slates on both sides of the bridge, and we sit very smoothly, and sometimes we can show them to people. When it is near, there is no noise from childhood children. Over time, most villagers moved out of the village road for the convenience of transportation, and no children played on this small bridge. However, the path is harder and there is more grass. Clean. The main stem of a willow is bigger than the mouth of a great man. More branches hang down into the water. It hasn't rained for a long time There is still gurgling water on the small bridge. The water is crystal clear, and the willow branches bring up patches of water drops in the breeze. Several unknown small fish swam around in the water with the swing of wicker. When we were young, we often invited some friends to catch fish in this stream. Especially in the rainy season, we also brought fishing nets. Catch a few big fish and boast, and you can be happy for days. Now there are fewer fish and less water, but it feels good. It is said that there were no small fish and shrimp a few years ago, and after the ban on highly toxic pesticides, the panic of small fish appeared again. Standing on the bridge and looking at the Lijiang River, there are still clusters of anchovies on both sides of the Lijiang River. The landscape of the Lijiang River is still so beautiful and pleasant, but the water is much smaller. In the past two years, the National Day Tourism Golden Week has to replenish water from Qingshitan and other reservoirs. Navigation on the Lijiang River has been interrupted several times in the past few years. In the 1970s and 1980s, there was a stream in front of it all the year round, at least three times as much as it is now. There are countless fish and shrimp in the water, which are very rich and full of vitality. The Lijiang River, not far away, keeps flowing, and the Lijiang River will not look so thin in winter. The small bridge remains the same, things are transformed, and the biological chain is gradually biochemical and reused. People who used to eat whole grains ate several kinds of genetically modified foods. Today, cloning tsunami, tornado, bird flu and food poisoning is no longer an imagination ... Today, when our work is getting busier and busier, we are less naive and more virtual. Why can't you go home often? Why does the small bridge in my hometown become deserted? Xiaoqiao only watched all this silently, and the bamboo carved with crooked fine print experienced vicissitudes. It doesn't matter whether the bridge can reproduce the prosperity of my childhood. What is important is how to maintain the ecological balance, restore the natural biological chain, curb alien harmful species and genetic variation, and create a society where man and nature live in harmony. This is what we long for.

6. A 400-word composition describing the beautiful countryside. City University team answers for you! I hope you can click "Satisfied Adoption" after reading the composition, which is a respect for others' labor!

Beautiful countryside

Although the countryside is not as prosperous as a big city, it shows a unique beauty full of local flavor.

Behind the low thatched cottage in the country, large tracts of golden wheat seedlings came into view, and the wheat waves looked like an ocean shining with golden light. The wind blew layers of wheat waves, and the wheat seedlings twisted their slender bodies and danced. Beautiful and charming dance moves convey good wishes and expectations to people.

By the canal in Tanobe, several white geese strutted and flapped their beautiful wings proudly from time to time. Their necks are always upright and motionless. How arrogant!

Approaching the fish pond, I only heard the sound of "plop" and "plop". It turns out that the fish are playing freely! Some fish are playing hide-and-seek with the farmer's uncle who feeds the fish, hiding from the east, so that the farmer's uncle can't find it; Some fish are smart, they don't hide, they just compete for delicious fish feed; Fish out of water, "breathing" fresh air ... so happy!

When I came to the loquat garden, I stood still and saw the trees here. The golden loquat was covered with branches. It's really mouth watering! These loquats are very close, and they are all vying to "stand" in front for farmers to pick. They playfully shook their little heads in the breeze, bringing endless joy to everyone. Birds in the distance are also pecking at loquat freely. What a harmonious and natural rural scene!

Out of the intoxicating loquat garden, at the foot of the mountain, looking up at the blue sky, thinking about clouds, driving away fog, throwing away all shackles, flying freely in boundless time and space, people's thoughts flying ... Dad and friends talked about work, life and study, and I also learned a lot. Dad told me that chatting with friends in the country is like turning over a new leaf. When you face the mountains, life has just begun. Only by working hard can you climb to the top of the mountain. Only by working hard can we see the bright sunshine. Only by working hard can life be full of warmth and wonderful ... My father's teachings have been lingering in my heart. ...

The beautiful scenery in this country is unique, and I can never get tired of seeing it. She is a beautiful and shy girl, hiding in the field and wearing colorful green clothes. Hidden in wild flowers, with a wisp of flowers; Hiding in the orchard, holding countless fruits. She-needs you to take your time. She's right here with us. She embellishes our ordinary life and makes our life colorful. She is my favorite scenery. ...

7. Write about your hometown and countryside. Look at the colorful seven stars in the night sky quietly, and you will find that life is so beautiful.

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Everyone is full of endless nostalgia for their hometown; Everyone is full of love for his hometown; Everyone's hometown is unique and irreplaceable, because I have good memories there.

My hometown is common to others, but it means a lot to me. I love her more than anyone else, and she always gives me warm arms like my mother.

The fields in my hometown are always in my mind. In spring, everything in Yuan Ye revives, the earth is full of vitality, and colorful flowers bloom in succession, which makes a good start for the year. In summer, Yuan leaves are full of * * *, and the rice in Huang Cancan beckons to you. Corn son smiled and opened his stomach; Pomegranate opened its mouth and exposed its "teeth" hh, which made summer full of vitality. In autumn, vilen is full of fruits, and farmers smile from ear to ear. A year's hard work has paid off. In winter, Yuan Ye is covered with snow, and the blooming of plum blossoms adds a beautiful scenery to Yuan Ye in winter, which brings a happy ending to the year.

What remains unchanged all year round is the starry sky full of endless mysteries.

There are endless secrets in the sky. Whenever I look up at the sky, many stars appear in front of my eyes. They are so beautiful, but who knows how many light years they will take to reach the earth and appear in front of people. Stars can always guide people who walk in the dark to the right path. Constellations can guide ships lost in the sea back home.

I love my hometown. I love every inch of her skin. Every hair is the most precious treasure in my life. She taught me to look at problems from different angles and face the world optimistically.

I love you-my hometown.

8. Beautiful country My home composition is written in 400 words. On Saturday, I was bored when I saw my father answering the phone. After the phone call, my father mysteriously said to me, "Son, are you going out to play?" "Of course! Dad, where are we going to play? " I shouted excitedly. Dad smiled and said, "Keep it a secret for the time being." Cheapskate, dad, do you think I'm stupid? I can't see anywhere. I thought to myself. Soon, my father's good friend Uncle Xiong drove to pick us up and we set off.

The car galloped on the expressway and soon arrived at the destination of our trip-Beibei beautiful countryside Carnival. Ah, I see. I always wanted to come here. Well, that's good. That's great.

Entering the garden, the first thing you see is the farmhouse music with strong local flavor. They stood on both sides of the road like grass tents to welcome us. The red lanterns hanging on the edge of the farmhouse are waving to us, the red peppers are nodding to us, and the round garlic is smiling at us ... They welcome us warmly like naughty children.

Walking past the farmhouse, we came to the lake. There is a pontoon bridge in the world on the beautiful lake. It is like a long dragon, perching on the water. Happy birds sometimes fly on the water and sometimes rest on the bridge: when flying, they fly like happy angels; When resting, sleep quietly like a tired child. The huge waterwheel stands on the water, turning like a huge windmill.

Out of the carnival park, we came to another place-the country vineyard. Wow, there are so many grapes here! Purple is like amethyst, green is like emerald, smooth and round. Under the sunlight, it will glow, as if to shed juice. I'm ecstatic. I can eat my fill. Come on, I picked a green grape and sent it to my mouth. God, it's delicious! Sweet and sour, my heart is drunk. Dad handed me a pair of scissors: "Son, do it quickly." I gently held a bunch of grapes in my left hand and scissors in my right hand, carefully cutting the bunch of grapes from the branches. They are crystal clear, like lovely elves, lying quietly in bamboo baskets, as if to say, "Come and eat us!" " "Then I'm not at all. I drank it all at once and the juice kept flowing down. Unfortunately, it's too hot. I can't stay in the garden I'm going back to the cabin. In the hut, I slowly tasted the fruits of my labor, which was really an unparalleled enjoyment.

The pleasant and unforgettable trip to the countryside is coming to an end, and I am still immersed in the beautiful countryside. I can't help admiring the beauty of nature, and I am full of gratitude to those who create beautiful scenery. I love the countryside, I love nature, and I love the people in my hometown who strive to create beauty.

9. Write a composition (grade five) of 800 words in my hometown (countryside). 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.