Beautiful hometown 300-word composition 1 My hometown Boshan is a quaint landscape town. It is especially beautiful here all year round.
In spring, willows grow new branches and buds and green leaves; Fuxiao River gurgles and welcomes Sister Chun. People fly kites in Century Square from time to time. "The children came back from school early and were busy flying kites in the east wind." The scene described in this poem was right beside us!
Brother Xia has a rough temper. He came in a hurry, drove Sister Chun away, and called Dad Sun and many mosquitoes to help. The sun is baking the earth, and mosquitoes secretly bite when people are not looking. But in Yuanshan Forest Park, you won't be bullied by Grandpa Sun. The trees in the original mountain were lush and covered the blue sky, and the sun could not shine in. It's cool to sit under the tree. If you bring toilet water, you can watch out for mosquitoes!
Autumn mother-in-law blew a cool breeze, and Xia brother drifted away. Boshan Park has fallen leaves all over the floor, and some of them are still flying in the air, like colorful butterflies. My father and I picked many beautiful fallen leaves, took them home and washed them, and made a beautiful leaf painting.
Grandpa Dong seems to think that her mother-in-law's wind is not strong enough, calling for the north wind and snowflakes. It's snowing. Standing on the balcony, it's snowing. The roof is white, and the mountains in the distance are white. People go out wearing thick cotton-padded jackets, gloves and hats, armed to the teeth, leaving a trail of footprints on the road.
I love my hometown Boshan, and welcome children to visit my hometown!
Beautiful Hometown Grade 4 Composition 300 2 Grandparents live in a beautiful small mountain village, where mountains are surrounded, mountains are green and trees are lush.
A small river winds through, dividing the village into two halves, and the houses are scattered along the river. The river is crystal clear and the fish are swimming. A highway extends from the head of the village to the end of the village, which is the only channel between the village and the outside world.
There are not many cars coming and going here, and there is no noise of the city. Occasionally "giggle, giggle" is good news for hens to lay eggs; The occasional "whoa whoa whoa" is a wonderful song displayed by the rooster, and everything in the village seems so peaceful.
Roads and rivers meet at the Feng Shui Bridge in the west of the village. The bridge deck is the road leading to the outside of the village, and on the right is the stone "Haihui Tower" built 200 years ago (during Qianlong period). It is called "Haihui Tower" because there are rivers, ponds and large paddy fields in front of the tower, which is the place where water flows together. Seen from grandpa's house, Haihui Tower is as grand as Pagoda of Six Harmonies seen from Qiantang River!
What impressed me most about the small mountain village was the sunny night in summer. The sky there is always full of stars, just like neon lights all over the sky-constantly flashing. The heat of the day disappeared without a trace, accompanied by the singing of frogs and the croaking of crickets. Lie down and make sure you sleep till dawn!
I think: it must be wonderful to live in this paradise-like place!
On my way to school, I saw peach blossoms blooming overnight. They are like flowers on a fairy handkerchief; Like mother earth's gorgeous clothes; Like a naughty boy; Like a shy girl. They are dotted with the Dalat flag in my hometown.
Dalat Banner was originally a prosperous city. Peach blossom is full of Dalat flag, which is more beautiful and warmer. I can't help but think of Tang Bohu's peach blossom poem, "The peach blossom fairy competes for the peach blossom tree and gets the peach blossom for wine. When they wake up, they sit under the flowers, and when they are drunk, they sleep under the flowers. "
I'm thinking about it. Suddenly, a peach blossom floated in front of me. Careful observation shows that its petals are pink and its stamens are pale yellow. A gust of wind blew it away. I looked up and found that I had never seen my hometown like this. Tall buildings are next to buildings, and the streets are full of peach blossoms, red, yellow and pink. Cars of all colors come and go on the road. Plus it's a little foggy today, which makes people feel mysterious and warm.
This is my harmonious, beautiful, mysterious and warm hometown Dalat Banner. I love my hometown.
Beautiful hometown fourth grade composition 300 words 4 farm scenery is colorful; Farmhouse scenery is colorful; The scenery of the farmhouse is beautiful!
During the holiday, I went to my grandmother's house to play. Grandma's home is in the country.
Go to see grandpa's vegetable field as soon as you enter. My grandfather grows a lot of vegetables in the vegetable field. He grows different vegetables all the year round, spinach in spring, cucumber in summer, pepper in autumn and cabbage in winter ... all the year round is attractive green. Now onions have been sorted out by my grandfather, cucumbers and green beans have sprouted, and my grandfather has put up a shelf. This time, I realized that cucumber and green beans also need to fight.
After leaving the vegetable field, I went to the back of the house to look at my grandmother's chickens and ducks. The rooster raised his head and walked proudly in the backyard. The hen led the children for food, and the ducks played in the river in the backyard. Grandma also has a cat. It is a black and white cat, and generally likes to sleep outside in the sun.
When eating, we move the table to the front yard to eat, and other people's families also move the dishes to the yard to eat.
I like farm scenery; I like this colorful farmhouse scenery; I like this beautiful farm scenery!