Sentences in hometown

Hometown dialect (selected 100 sentence)

In real life, work and study, we always come across some familiar sentences, which can be divided into different types according to their tone and usage. What are those widely used sentences like? The following sentences (selected 100 sentences) are carefully arranged by me from my hometown, which are for reference only and I hope to help you.

1, my hometown, although there are no majestic peaks like Mount Tai and dead maple leaves like Xiangshan, its four seasons are picturesque and anyone will be amazed when they see it!

2, where the air is fresh, get up in the morning and take a deep breath, and the whole body will be comfortable! I like the grass and trees here. It's so beautiful that I can't describe it. If you visit Qinghai Lake, I believe you will be intoxicated by the beautiful scenery there.

Whenever someone asks about my hometown, I will praise myself instinctively. Although my hometown is really unknown and my friends are not familiar with it, my hometown will always be the best place in my mind.

4. Lvliang is not only beautiful, but also rich in natural products and many local products. The most famous ones are: Xunzi in crisp and sweet linen; Honey pear, small yellow pear, sweet juice; Catfish and golden thread fish are tender and delicious; Nutritional milk cake, etc.

5. Hometown is a world of fruits. Strawberry in January, cherry in February, jujube in March ... There are sweet and delicious fruits all year round. When you walk into the orchard, you will smell a burst of fragrance, including round and big watermelons and golden and attractive oranges. ...

My hometown, like my mother, feeds us with her grass and trees.

7. In our hometown, there are Dongpo Chibi, a famous building with a long history, and Huanggang Middle School, which attracts worldwide attention. There are many tourist attractions in our hometown, as many as the stars in the sky.

8. Tonight, the hometown is full of thoughts, and the Ming Dynasty is worried for another year.

9. In the morning fog, I can still hear the simple words and strong local accent in the wet soil of my hometown. In the morning fog, the village women are beating their clothes with wooden sticks on the slate in the pond. The village women are talking, laughing and waving their hands, talking about the oriental parents Li washing vegetables and playing in the pond.

10. In this ancient and civilized land, people of all ethnic groups in their hometown have created one beautiful scenery after another with their diligence, courage and wisdom.

1 1. The geese fly south, and autumn has arrived. In this harvest season, we also went to the mountains just to eat wild fruits and pick wild mushrooms. Although the earth will gradually lose its former grace, we are all very happy because we have been blessed and rewarded by the earth.

12, I often think of my hometown. It seems that the fragrant milk tea has drifted to my side and hometown, pursuing my lifelong dream. When I grow up, I am drifting away from my hometown. My hometown's breath and melodious Ma Touqin sound will accompany my feelings all my life.

13, ah, hometown! Reading thousands of books can't finish reading your beauty, and walking on the road in Wan Li can't finish thinking about you. Your beauty and kindness have already penetrated into my luggage and accompanied me everywhere.

14, how bright the moonlight is at home! They are relatives of their hometown. For wandering wanderers, hometown will always be a precious ink painting and a warm harbor for the soul to rely on. Walking through the mountains and rivers and passing through the fleeting time, no matter where the wandering voice falls, the lingering homesickness has never diminished.

15, the spring rain continued, sprinkled on the buttonwood tree in the yard, and sasha vujacic gently plucked the strings like a musician and quietly swallowed mulberry leaves like a silkworm baby.

16, I am thousands of miles away from home, but my heart is closely connected with my hometown. Zhucheng's cultural and economic position in China makes us proud. The great achievements made by various industries in my hometown are the pride of every traveler.

17, the autumn wind blows, and the scenery of this field is more charming. Especially the field where seedlings are planted, you can see it far away from her, as if it were covered with a golden carpet. One by one, the seedlings were covered with rice, and their ears drooped. It was beautiful!

18. My hometown Yantai is a beautiful city with beautiful scenery, pleasant climate and rich products.

19, willow paddles splash peach blossom waves, Tingzhou cranes overlook, drink Yi Deng to keep the fragrance of the years, sing a song about the past, and the songs between mountains and rivers echo, echoing with hot thoughts. After reading two lines of letters last year, my eyes are warmed again, and the hometown I haven't seen for a long time in the clouds and waves is warm. Hope that you are well, you are in my heart.

20. It is obvious that this is a homeless person, but everyone says he is a fellow villager. Zen is silent, but seeking truth. There's no need to say anything, just struggle. Walking in the world, thinking in my heart, I have been entangled, but in the end it is just an obsession. Since it is a walk, let's take a leisurely walk. Break up, break up.

2 1, people say that carrying a bag is a passerby; Put down your baggage and you will find your hometown. As we all know, life is not absolutely stable. Since they are all passers-by, we should walk through the fleeting time with a calm and indifferent heart and laugh at the ups and downs in the world.

22. In spring, it drizzles like silk. Navel orange tree greedily sucks nectar, and leaves are laughing happily in the rain. After Tomb-Sweeping Day, navel oranges have probably blossomed. White flowers swaying; Suddenly a gust of wind blew, and the flowers in the valley filled the orchard, which was particularly fragrant.

23. The beauty of autumn is mature-it is not as shy as spring, so exposed in summer and so restrained in winter. Qiu Shuang is an important representative, and many poets spend their pen and ink on describing Qiu Shuang or autumn scenery to express their deep thoughts and lonely feelings.

24. Hometown is a sacred place for rice. In spring, farmers' uncles are the seeds of rice. In summer, farmers come with smiles and plant seedlings in the fields. Autumn is the happiest season for farmers' uncles. When the farmer's uncle saw the rice bowing to his farmer's uncle, the farmer was particularly brilliant.

There is a mist like blue smoke on the lake. Looking at Weishan from a distance, you can only vaguely distinguish the gray mountain shadow.

26. There is a song called "Who doesn't say my hometown is good", which expresses people's preference for carrying and raising their hometown. No matter whether the hometown is poor or rich, people can't change their feelings of loving and praising their hometown.

27. On the vast sea, the wind rolls dark clouds. Between the dark clouds and the sea, Haiyan flies proudly like black lightning.

28. How many words can describe my feelings for you in my hometown?

29. The streets in my hometown are neat, wide and flat. All kinds of beautiful cars come and go like regular buses. High-rise buildings along the street have sprung up in rows. The goods in supermarkets and shopping malls are dazzling.

I love my hometown. I praise my hometown. I hope my hometown will become younger and more beautiful and become a bright pearl with the efforts of the people in my hometown.

3 1, the sunset in early summer sprinkled on the river, and the afterglow of the sunset rippled back and forth with the microwave. Several fishing boats wandered on the river, while others rested on the shore, thus forming a beautiful painting.

32. Hometown is like our mother, feeding us with every grass and tree.

After bathing in the spring rain, nothing is more charming than the green hills. The whole hillside is lush. Endless mist is like flowing silk, wrapped around the waist. Sunlight turns raindrops on every leaf into colorful pearls.

34. Autumn has arrived. Although I haven't felt so cool in Fuzhou, I still can't help but miss the autumn in my hometown. Is the buttonwood tree in front of my window covered with a golden coat? Put some pictures of autumn scenery and some ancient poems about autumn, and you can express your thoughts.

35. At the moment, the natural world is so beautiful: bright sunshine shines everywhere, colorful colors show off everywhere, sweet birds sing everywhere, and intoxicating fragrance floats everywhere. This is a green world, an ocean of flowers.

36. Don't talk about the township head, no matter how long it is, it can't compare with my thoughts; Don't say that the world is far away, no matter how far it is, it is far from my eyes; Don't say the sky is high, no matter how high it is, it can't be higher than I thought. Hometown, you are the eternal root in people's hearts.

Everything in my hometown is reflected in my mind. It contains good memories of my childhood and makes me feel the warmth of home. Hometown, you are a bright pearl, which makes me unable to take back my eyes. You told me to keep all the interesting childhood stories intact. You love me and all the people in my hometown, and we will repay you with our own ability.

At noon, the weather became hot. The sun is scorching the earth, and those birds who are alive and kicking in the morning are hiding in the shade. Cicadas don't want to sing their own songs in the trees, and frogs accompany them by the river from time to time. This is a beautiful symphony in my hometown.

39. Autumn is getting stronger, and the lotus pond is already in ruins. Once the pride withered with the autumn wind. Bamboo still maintains a strong body, swaying in the cold sun.

40. My own strength is meager, but if we wanderers unite with our meager strength one by one, it will definitely make Zhucheng, the pearl of Ludongming, more dazzling.

4 1. In addition to picturesque scenery and beautiful environment, my hometown attracts many Chinese and foreign tourists to Deyang every year, such as the mysterious Sanxingdui, the ancient Pang Tong Temple, the Confucius Temple with a long culture, the hometown of Li Diaoyuan, a writer in Qing Dynasty, and the stone carving art wall combining tradition and modernity.

42. Summer has come and the pond is green. Lotus flowers compete to open, and white flowers attract passers-by to stop. Small bamboo shoots have grown into tall bamboos, swaying gently in the wind.

43. Autumn is beautiful, and the beauty lies in clarity. A crisscross stream is singing and dancing, flowing slowly. Autumn is very wheat, and the beauty lies in the scenery. Leaves of different colors and shapes fall from the branches and gently pat the delicate skin of Mother Earth.

44. Looking up, under the blue sky, the sun shines brilliantly in the background, outlining the framework of the cliffs and rocks in the mountains, and writing down the reverence and admiration of all people on the heights.

45. Autumn is a poem that tells a series of touching stories. Autumn is a great artist. He paints pictures that money can't buy.

46. The sun shines on the sparkling lake, like a shiny layer of broken silver on the water and a wrinkled green satin.

47. In spring, the lotus leaf pokes its head out of the mud, and the sharp little head just sticks out of the water, causing the dragonfly to stop on the ground. That small cluster of bamboo shoots broke through the soil, bathed in warm sunshine, and desperately grew to the top of their parents' heads.

48. The spray is a miracle of the sea, but she is more like a dancer. She can make people forget their troubles and enjoy themselves.

49. In the field, beautiful women are dancing there! In spring, the seedlings in the field are green. Green is shining in our eyes, as if there is a green spirit dancing on every leaf. It's autumn in a blink of an eye, the fields are golden, a breeze blows, terraces are turned over, and heavy ears of rice are swaying, as if yellow elves are dancing.

50. The sea water is so blue that people feel that the color of jade is too light and the color of sapphire is too deep, which is difficult for even a master to describe.

5 1, the rising sun, the gray fog seems to keep rolling, I vaguely see the heads on the playground: one, two, three ... The playground is getting more and more lively. Look, here comes an old teacher. Several young pioneers are saluting him. The old teacher smiled and nodded. ...

52. Winter brings beautiful snow, and the frozen pond has become a place for children to skate and play. Bamboo stopped dancing and quietly waited for the next spring in the cold wind.

In my memory, my hometown is the most beautiful in spring. Spring is the time for everything to revive. From that moment on, everything was full of vitality. Willow buds are sprouting, the ice in the river is melting, and even swallows are flying back here from the far south. All this is so beautiful and prosperous. Almost every spring, I will go for an outing with my companions and observe the changes in my hometown.

54. My hometown is Lanzhou, where there are beautiful scenery, including the beautiful Wuquan Mountain and Baita Mountain. The Yellow River Railway Bridge spans the banks of the Yellow River like a rainbow, and the charming 40-mile Yellow River amorous feelings line provides a good place for people to travel and relax.

55. Walking in the fields in spring with gentle steps, grabbing a handful of soil, emitting intoxicating fragrance, catching a butterfly and flying it gently ... Spring in the countryside is always blurred with beauty, and the songs on the land are mixed with the fragrance of wild flowers. Wheat seedlings jointing under the moisture of sweat, with the drizzle from the breeze, played a beautiful but very moving melody.

56. Autumn rain hit them in the face. Piles of dark gray clouds hold the earth low. It's already late autumn, all the trees in the endless forest are bare, and the old trees stand gloomy and brown moss covers its wrinkles. Ruthless autumn stripped them of their beautiful clothes, and they had to wither and stand there bald.

57. Near, near, I hear the footsteps of spring. All this reports the arrival of spring. My whole heart floats out, floating on bright flowers and oily green grass.

58. Whenever night falls, Quzhou becomes an ocean of lights, a world of light and a running car. The lights are flashing, red, yellow and white. It really looks like a magnificent big flower bed.

59. Hometown in memory, hometown of childhood, hometown of growing up, hometown of growing up! Thank you for your company, your ignorance, your happy childhood and your wonderful experience!

60. The quiet sky is blue. A quiet stream, quiet. Young grass, green. The lush banyan trees are very tall. That's my hometown. There was my childhood; There is my innocent laughter; There are footprints of my growth; Where I was born and raised. The same sky; The same scenery; Same heart, different feelings!

6 1, unconsciously homesick again, perhaps because the life in the army is too boring and depressing. This makes me extremely empty. I still have to do my job. When I have nothing to do, I will write my thoughts in my diary to release my mood. I must be in the army, or better enrich my mood.

62. I have been working hard for more than four years, which is not bad. When I am alone, I miss my hometown, my hometown food, my hometown mountains, my hometown simplicity, my hometown mother and my hometown relatives. If I am tired, I can have a rest. If I'm bored, I can talk to someone. If I am confused, someone will show you the way. When you are lazy, you will be urged. My classmates in primary school, high school and university will be urged.

63. I hope that the beautiful memory will not be washed away by the years, and let it stay in our hearts forever.

64. Where the sun shines, there are my sincere blessings, and where the moon shines, there are my deep thoughts.

65. There is much wind and snow, and the dream of breaking the hometown is unsuccessful. There is no such sound in my hometown. Jiang Nanan spring breeze is green, when will the bright moon shine on me? Where the sun shines, there are my sincere blessings, and where the moon shines, there are my deep thoughts.

66. Hometown, I miss my hometown, and I don't need any excuses. Wanderers miss their hometown all the time.

67. Hometown, I miss my hometown. There is no reason to miss home. Whenever I face the bright moon, I miss my hometown like a flood.

68. Hometown, how do wanderers miss their hometown? Miss hometown, in fact, is miss childhood partners, miss the old house, miss the land. However, what the wanderer misses most is his elderly parents.

69. I wonder if the crops in my hometown still remember us? In spring, we line up to sow and fertilize, and in autumn, we harvest. As night fell, we were so tired that we lay on the carriage pulling firewood and counted the stars.

70. How hard it is to fall in love with children who don't go home. The time difference of adding fragrance to tea is that I miss you closer, miss the warmth of home, miss the hot land of home, wander around, have you and me, and I am deeply touched. What remains unchanged is that I miss you, dream for myself, and strive for the vast sea of people for it I love.

7 1. Every time I call home, I hang up reluctantly. There are always endless languages. Missing has become a habit of mine. Listening to other people's conversations can remind me of you.

72. Dear hometown, you are getting younger and younger. Your child is no longer young, I miss you gently, I am dreaming of you slowly, and I silently pray that you can be beautiful forever.

73. Days pass in different spaces, and I miss coming at different times.

74. Years have dragged the shadow of missing into a long and tortuous color block, but a warm blessing has always tied our feelings firmly together.

75. Suddenly I burst into tears, because I thought of my neighbor at that time. If you want to live, you can live in a neighbor's house. If you want to eat, you can eat at your neighbor's house. My neighbors' uncles, aunts, brothers and younger brothers still spoil me very much, and all the good ones are brought to me once. Moreover, I was naughty to play with my neighbor's grandmother, causing her to lean on crutches and lotus feet to chase me. I laughed as I ran. Today, such happiness and happiness have vanished. It seems that when you reach out and touch them, they become sand.

76. I am homesick. If you don't go back for a while, something seems to be missing in your heart. I went back to visit my two elders the other day, and I went back to visit them yesterday. After I came back, I felt at ease. I think, if I go back to the Mid-Autumn Festival once a year, will they have more years to live? The conditions in my hometown are not good, there is no running water, no wide roads, no noise and noise in the city. But there is warmth, tranquility, simplicity and affection here. I miss my hometown, I miss everything in my hometown!

77. No matter how far apart, I will always miss you.

78. When I think of my hometown, I miss it quietly. Hometown is full of delicious food, which tempts travelers from afar to taste it.

79. When I think of my hometown, I miss it silently. Hometown is a fragment of a wanderer's childhood memory. The more you manage it, the more you can't control it, and the more you can't piece together a complete picture.

When I think of my hometown, I miss my hometown in my heart. The longer I miss my hometown, the deeper my experience of my hometown and the greater my touch on my soul.

8 1. When I think of my hometown, I miss it inexplicably. Hometown is the old wine brewed by Youzi with millet. The longer it lasts, the more mellow it tastes.

82. In this season full of thoughts, I am full of sincere wishes and wish to bring you infinite joy and warmth.

83, the most cherished, greetings from friends, even if life is impermanent, I still miss your heart.

I just passed by, but I didn't stop. The hometown cloud drifting across the horizon is a call, and more is a kind of too late to tell. I am speechless. In my vague eyes, the scenery of my hometown is gone. The bleak figure lingers in the coming and going. ...

85. In fact, only a wanderer's heart is so sad! Only vagrants' tears will be sad! Because for me, it will always be a kite. That line holds every tree and flower in my hometown. I want to fly high against the wind and rain, just to see the warmth of home again!

86. I just want to do this. In every refreshing morning, I lean against the window to collect a touch of sunshine and plant it quietly in my heart, waiting for the spring breeze to blow this vibrant world again. Or, looking at the distant hometown, I don't miss it, I don't miss it, I just let the wind bring my deepest blessing and deepest concern, let it go. Then turn around and forget what you have paid and what you owe.

87. The sky is vast and the hometown is strong. When the cable is untied and the ship sails offshore, what are the ripples left behind the wanderer? When the whistle blows and the wheels roll, there is more than shouting left behind the wanderer? Perhaps, when the wanderer's forced smile turns into tears after turning around, his thoughts have turned into a disaster.

88. "Moonlight at home, how bright!" A poem written by Du Lao at the beginning was only five words. After countless identical moons tonight, I realized that every drop is blood and tears! The moonlight in my hometown will always touch the hearts of wanderers. It is heartbreaking white and heartbreaking bright, but in this ups and downs of human feelings, this pain is my eternal comfort!

89. In every game on the stage of life, they are your relatives and friends, every crisis in the charge challenge, their safe haven, every harvest in the successful struggle and their source of strength. Thank you for your relatives around you, for your relatives far away, for being on the road, for your home in your heart, for having a home, and for you.

90, rippling in the dance steps of time, the soul is a place to miss home. In a materialistic society, the moon above her head always seems to be covered with a layer of dust, vague and lazy without purity. Now I'm walking on the path in my hometown, and when I look up, I know it's the Lantern Festival. The moon on the horizon is so simple, but I stretch out my hand to touch it, but it is so high. Perhaps this is its inner purity.

9 1, the spring rain in my hometown is a beautiful and sad poem. On rainy days, I want to write about the beauty of rain and the meaning of life. Inadvertently, I will look back on an old time and always be booed. Life is so short and so long.

92. Love in my heart writes acacia for my heart. My heart let go of melody and shed tears for my tears. I walk in the hopeless season. I feel sad and clear. I am lost in my hometown of missing. A city of love has been irrigated across the sea. A bad weather, a cliff can't see the future happiness.

93. In the downtown area, we don't know the green geometry of our hometown. I don't know who cut off the thin leaves, and there were no catkins or migratory birds returning to their nests. Living on the edge of the city, everyone is struggling, groping and looking around, all of them are noisy crowds and cement forests, but who wants to leave their hometown, give up the fertile soil of their hometown and set foot in this dirty air if life is not forced?

94. I just want to live vigorously at the moment. It doesn't matter where I go or who I meet. All the places I'm going to are hometown I've never met. I was, and I am now. I can't choose how to live and how to die; But I can decide how to love and how to live.

95. Apricot trees are warm in spring. I really want to go back to my hometown on the day when there are apricot flowers. I want to cross the narrow alley, brush the low wall with my hand, look for the agarwood of the years, turn over a white page of the past and weave the most beautiful page of the fleeting time. It is best to have light rain and spring, and apricot flowers float over the low wall.

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