In the second grade, my hometown and I wrote an excellent composition of 500 words.

In the second grade, my hometown and I wrote six excellent compositions of 500 words.

In my hometown, even a confused and restless heart will be calm. Only in my hometown can we shed our disguise. Remember the story that happened in my hometown? Let's talk about it. The following is my excellent composition in Grade Two and a 500-word example of my hometown. I hope you like it.

In the second grade, my hometown and I wrote an excellent composition of 500 words (1) in Meili, which has the reputation of "Eighteen Towns in Dongxiang and the First Town in Meili".

Meili Town has a long history. It is an ancient town in the south of the Yangtze River with a thousand years of culture. According to records, in 908 AD, generals Mei Shizhong and Li Kaishan led the troops stationed here, forming the earliest Meili Town with a history of more than 1 100 years.

In the east of Meili ancient town, there is a sand mining garden with small bridges, flowing water pavilions and green trees, and an ancient pagoda-sand mining tower. Jusha Pagoda was built in Song Dynasty. It has experienced more than 900 years of history with Meili ancient town. It accompanied Meili ancient town from poverty to wealth, from weak to strong. Today's sand-mining tower is gray-black, more than 20 meters high and its body is octagonal. There are seven floors in the tower, and each floor has eight cornices. The cornice is slightly upturned like an eagle's claw. There is a bronze bell hanging on each cornice. As soon as the breeze blows, the bells will jingle, as if cheering for the beautiful development and prosperity.

Climbing to the top of the tower, the whole town has a panoramic view, with criss-crossing roads, high-rise buildings and shops all over the place. According to my mother, when they were young, the roads were all dirt roads. When it rains, the roads are muddy and people are afraid to go out, because at that time, they can only walk with their feet. If someone has a bike, it will be a big deal. If they ride horses in the village, the whole village will envy them. Now, the muddy path has become a wide avenue. People can ride battery cars and motorcycles when they go out. Many families have private cars and are no longer afraid of rainy days. My mother also said that when she was a child, several families shared a yard. My mother, my grandfather, grandmother and two old ladies are squeezed into two small rooms. The room is dark and damp, and the furniture at home is only a bed, a dining table and several benches. Now every household has built a new house, spacious and bright, with kitchen, dining room, bedroom, bathroom and storage room. There are all kinds of furniture and appliances in the room, including sofa, TV, washing machine and computer. Life is really getting better and better now.

Plum blossoms in my hometown are getting more and more prosperous, people's lives are getting better and better, and people's faces are always filled with bright smiles.

I love beauty, its long history, beautiful environment, bustling streets and brilliant development. ...

My hometown is Boye, which is a beautiful plain and full of vitality all year round. In this small county, happy people live a comfortable life.

After a storm comes a calm, crisp autumn, I boarded the county office building. Ah! A vivid picture immediately appeared in front of my eyes: the red sun rises from the east, emitting thousands of golden lights, the villages surrounded by trees are filled with smoke, the roads are criss-crossing, and the trees on the roadside stand upright, forming a tall green fence for the earth.

Standing on the building and looking south, it is a bustling square-Yanyuan Cultural Square. The white marble statue of Yan Yuan, a thinker and educator in the late Ming and early Qing Dynasties, stands in the center of the square. I saw him holding a scroll, smiling at the north, dressed simply, as if he had just returned from giving lectures in the south, and as if he had learned something, he walked out of his "study". Further south, there is a row of cultural columns of white marble, on which are carved the story of Boye's ancient "returning the golden well", the ancient pagodas of the Tang Dynasty, the famous cattle of contemporary culture, the special products of adhesive tape and other cultural history, customs and customs.

There are all kinds of shops around the square. At night, the square is brightly lit, and adults and children come to the square to enjoy the cool shopping. Some adults practice Tai Ji Chuan, others do aerobics, and children skate and play hide-and-seek. However, what attracts children most is the Yu Xiang Bookstore at the southern end of the square, where many parents and children read and borrow books every day, adding a strong cultural atmosphere to Yanyuan Cultural Square.

Ah, what beautiful scenery, what simple and enterprising people.

I love my hometown. I love its history, culture and scenic spots. I want to study hard, make greater contributions to my hometown when I grow up, and serve my motherland with excellent results.

I love that mysterious and legendary stone kiln and "Daughter's Club", just like a magnificent epic, telling the feelings of Tujia children in the past, precipitating a heavy history and expressing the changes of the times. The suona team, the flower gongs and drums team, the swing dance team and the bench dragon team, which were shaken by the mountains, poured into the streets with flower baskets and horses and mules. The bamboo joint dance is vigorous and powerful, the waving dance has a clear rhythm, and the Nuo opera is antique. Tea-picking, singing and dancing, eulogizing the new wind in the era, changes in the cottage, street singing and dancing, and street celebrations.

I love the stone kiln, and I love the primitive but colorful Nuo opera. "If Miss Jiang can't achieve her wish, it will disappear when she arrives." Isn't that a living fossil of Shiyao culture?

It takes 10,000 years of precipitation to make the soul reverberate for 10,000 years, and it takes 10,000 years of accumulation to make the hometown flourish today. The strategy of "two circles and one belt" is like thunder in early spring, like hitting the shore, the land of Jingchu is surging, the drums are frequently urged, and the people of Shi Yao are gearing up. With the superior natural environment and abundant natural resources, the economy of the stone kiln has developed rapidly, and several pillar industries such as tobacco leaves, konjac, pig sacrifices, medicinal materials and out-of-season vegetables and the working economy have become the engines of the economic development of the stone kiln.

The river is rushing away, and there is no wind to stir my lonely sail!

Stone kiln, my hometown, your charm fascinates me!

Shi Yao, my hometown, I am intoxicated by your history!

Stone kiln, my hometown, your blueprint makes me look forward to it!

Take off, stone kiln! Go beyond it, stone kiln! That's the end of my speech, thank you!

In the second grade, I wrote an excellent composition with my hometown in 500 words. From 20 to 2008, we failed to go back to our hometown for the New Year. My father said that it was to respond to the call and support the fight against the epidemic. This National Day, we decided to leave Hangzhou to tourists from all corners of the country.

On the way out of the city, there are festive national day slogans everywhere, and bright five-star red flags are hung on both sides of the road, which are particularly bright against the blue sky and white clouds. The car flew by, and I couldn't help getting excited, just like a cheerful sparrow, about to go on a date in my hometown after a winter.

We soon returned to our grandmother's house in Dingyuan County, Anhui Province. Compared with the bustling city, the countryside is quiet and open.

Naughty autumn wind, with the coolness of autumn, quickly brushed the treetops, swept the heavy ears of rice, and lifted my messy long hair. Entering the village, golden rice basks in front of every household, like a fluttering golden flag, announcing the good news of harvest. Pushing open the yard, the bare old persimmon trees are covered with red persimmons, like bright little lanterns.

The vegetables in the garden grow well, long beans hang down from the shelves, colorful peppers are dotted with green leaves, and stout pumpkins lie lazily among the leaves, which is very interesting. I like digging sweet potatoes best. I parted the thick sweet potato leaves and dug underground in the direction of the stem. Soon I can dig out a bunch of red potatoes from the wet soil, which is particularly fulfilling. Hey, look! This is a ladybug! Little green grasshopper, look where you are running! Butterfly, butterfly, wait for me, let's play hide and seek! Grandma, wearing a straw hat, has picked a basket full of fruits and vegetables and looked at me and smiled.

Hello, little persimmon! Hello, pumpkin! Hello, little butterfly! Dear hometown, I'm back!

I like traveling, because I am full of yearning for the great rivers and mountains of the motherland in the article. Taking advantage of this holiday, our family set off for the Great Ring Road from Qinghai to Gansu.

The first stop of the trip is the Ta 'er Temple of Tibetan Buddhism. This temple is completely different from the temples in the south of the Yangtze River. The roof is like a fat white water drop, with bright murals everywhere and a whole red or green wall. The Jinwa Hall is covered with gold foil, and the big silver tower dedicated here is also inlaid with colorful gems.

Out of the temple, I drove all the way to Laji Mountain, which is close to 4000 meters above sea level, and I was a little out of breath. At the top of the mountain, we met yaks all over the mountains and saw a motionless prairie rat, but I still found that its stomach had been closed and released. "It turned out to be playing dead!" I said to my mother in surprise. The prairie mouse seems to have heard my words, and disappeared without a trace with a whoosh.

The most beautiful part of the Great Ring Road is Emerald Lake. This is a salt lake group! The beach is made of white salt, and the lake is layer by layer, from shallow to deep, blue, light green, green, blue and dark green. The rolling hills opposite, such as cotton clouds and blue sky, are reflected in the crystal-clear lake, and the end of the lake and the boundary of the sky are nestled together, which is a veritable mirror of the sky! I stepped lightly on the white salt. I heard that camels in Dunhuang like salt best, so I quickly packed a big bag and sent it to camels.

We also went to the world-famous Mogao Grottoes, the unique water Ya Dan and Jiayuguan Pass, which are the best passes in the world ... We skied in the desert, rode camels and galloped on the vast Qilian prairie. From then on, in my memory, in addition to the gentle Jiangnan, the heroic Mobei and the magnificent northwest. This is my beautiful motherland!

When the whole city is filled with osmanthus fragrance, it is mother's birthday! After discussion, we decided to go back to our hometown in Quzhou for the National Day.

The car slowly approached grandma's house, and you saw a new house with white walls and black tiles. There are several wide and tidy cement roads at the entrance of the village, which can lead to grandma's house. Hey, why is it different from my grandmother's house? When I got home, I couldn't wait to ask my grandmother an answer. She told me happily: Quzhou is building a new countryside, of course, it is getting more and more beautiful!

The next morning, a few rays of sunshine shone into the room through the curtains, as if telling the beauty of the morning. I jumped out of bed, eager to see what had happened to the orange grove outside the village, which was my childhood paradise.

I ran to the village in one breath, and from a distance, the cement roads built in citrus reticulata were neat and wide, extending in all directions. Citrus branches on the roadside extend into the sky in different postures. The dense leaves are green, like umbrellas, very beautiful! The dense leaves are covered with green, yellow and orange oranges, like small lanterns. When the wind blows, these little lanterns sway with the wind, like lovely smiling faces. There are many birds in the forest. Sometimes they will stop at the roadside or on the treetops, singing beautiful songs. Sometimes they flap their wings and fly into the sky. Passing through the orange forest, the river outside the forest is the newly built Jiang Bin Road. On the right side of the road, there is a red plastic track dedicated to running, which extends to the front where I can't see it. That red reminds me of the red flag flying in the air. The white clouds in the sky and the high Yang Shulin on the shore are reflected on the river, and the water waves are rippling, which is simply a flowing painting!

Appreciating the beautiful scenery of my hometown, I slowed down and couldn't help humming: "I love you China, I love your vigorous seedlings in spring, and I love your golden fruits in autumn ..."