Sentence of missing hometown

My hometown is picturesque. Trees are green, flowers are in full bloom, and people can rest and play freely; Driving on the riverside avenue, a beautiful picture unfolds in front of your eyes. It's really a car driving on the road in a world of pictorial. I love you, my hometown! !

2. Homesickness is the flute of Qingyuan, melodious and profound. Homesickness is an ancient fairy tale, beautiful and moving; Nostalgia is an old wine with mellow fragrance. ...

There is no fog here in the morning, and there is no warmth like "ink painting" in Jiangnan, but I still feel her charm in this dry morning. Through the willow branches, the bright sunshine "sparkles", everything in the sun is so clear and dazzling, even the dew held by flowers and leaves is so crystal clear and bright. The lingering sleepiness seems to have come to the fantasy in the fairy tale. Imagination is really a wonderful thing, which makes the world "rapidly changing". Looking at the "gorgeous" sun, another "poetic" morning is about to begin.

4. Don't talk about township leaders, no matter how long they are, they can't be longer than 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.

Every time I think of you, my hometown, my long-lost hometown! My heart is so heavy that I can't lift it anymore. Is it because I am too sentimental, or my feelings for you can't give up my sadness? The young heart bears its load prematurely, and the heart bound by sad sand is as lifeless as a tired dead heart that has gone through vicissitudes, but I don't want to use it to examine you, my hometown, a place that doesn't belong to you, so I will search for your memory when my mood is clear, and I don't want to pollute you with this earthly vulgarity.

6. Enthusiasm is all my compliments to you. When I am radiant, you are my inexhaustible motive force, flowing from my heart. When I was frustrated, you looked at me from a distance with hopeful eyes, as if telling me: enthusiasm is the capital for your continued struggle, stand up! So I moved on. When I was in a foreign land, your enthusiasm turned into silent language, quietly revealing my sad heart. People say that spring in a foreign land is not as warm as winter in my hometown, which I have a deep understanding of. When I was frivolous and arrogant, I suddenly thought of your gentle words on a lonely and empty night: when passion and pride danced, the danger had quietly come, and I suddenly realized that I was going into battle lightly. I am crazy, I love, I am fascinated, I am drunk, so I am softened by the enthusiasm of my hometown.

The grass in my hometown is so bright that it shines when the sun shines. The grass here is more novel than yours, with oval, rectangular and trapezoidal shapes. You'll love it when you see it!

Although the mountain city is barren, the bamboo forest is beautiful. There are not many honest people in the county, and there is enough food and clothing. External fatigue starts from the heart, and the heart would rather be tired than rest. If you still want to forget your hometown, who can be an official? It should be near, not far, south and north. It's miserable to go home, and it's worthwhile to live at the end of the world.

9. It is difficult to give up your hometown, and it is even more difficult to give up your hometown. Wanderers send homesickness to wine and feelings to Du Kang. "Wine becomes sorrow, acacia becomes tears." In the dim candlelight, with tears and melancholy, I drank my deep thoughts of my hometown. Homesickness is a blue silk, which is often tied to my heart. There are tears in my heart, and I only feel that my hometown is kind, warm and colorful. Hometown, hometown, haunting hometown, when can I walk into your heart again?

10, I miss it because I have a beautiful hometown; I miss it very much because I have good memories; I miss it because I had a wonderful childhood; I am happy because I have a beautiful dream; I am happy because I have a beautiful cloud; I am very happy because I have clear thoughts like autumn water.

1 1. Walking in the fields in spring with gentle steps, grabbing a handful of dirt, 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.

12, miss my hometown, miss the small bookstore in my hometown. Miss my hometown, miss the plum tree in my hometown. Miss my hometown, miss my hometown's small stone road. I miss my hometown and my classmates. Ah! Hometown, I miss you in the bright moonlight at the moment! Do you miss each other as much as I do at the moment? I will wait for you slowly in the bright moonlight.

13, hometown, how many nights I stood in the dormitory corridor facing west, looking up at the night sky, thinking about my hometown when I grew up, thinking that there was a smiling face hidden on every star, which made people want to wear it.

14, the hometown that haunts me from time to time is actually a beautiful mountain village. The rolling mountains around the mountain village care for the people here hand in hand, just like a kind mother staring at the child in her arms. How many times have I crossed the long river of memory, how many times have I crossed time and space, waded through mountains and rivers, and dreamed of returning to this beautiful hometown.

15, I have a strong feeling for this place since I was a child. In the first row of my house, you can see that vast green field, and the fresh wind gently blows on the lovely face of the beautiful village. Here, from dirt road to asphalt road; From Straw House to Small House ...

16, the moon is walking, several white clouds pass by her, and silvery white light shines through the window, on people's faces and on the Mid-Autumn Festival food on the coffee table. It is neatly arranged and basically does not move. The wonderful programs on TV are more and more exciting, and everyone's hearts have already flown to their homes far from the sea.

17, when I left home, I couldn't help feeling a little homesick. I can't tell you what this feeling is like. Speaking of girls' homesickness, I have no objection; As for that boy, it seems that he shouldn't be homesick, which may be right. Like me, he is away from home all the year round, and only goes home once a year, and only in the traditional festival of China-Spring Festival. After graduating from college, I have been rushing about for work, and I have long been used to that kind of wandering life, perhaps it is the feeling of wandering around the world.

18, hometown is the root of our growth, and hometown is the home of our memory. Our hometown witnessed our happiness and recorded our growth. A wanderer far away from home is his mother, and his children who don't change their local accent are his hometown as a magnetic field. No one can cut off the endless homesickness with deep homesickness and long thoughts.

19, suddenly tears filled my eyes, because I remembered 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.

20. Although homesickness may bring a touch of melancholy, it is still a healthy and noble emotion, and it is the spiritual bond that maintains the wanderer with his hometown and motherland. I would like to sing an ode to this feeling.

2 1, I really miss the mountains and rivers in my hometown. It's so beautiful. The mountains in my hometown, refreshing green, make me unforgettable. How unforgettable! I always dream of the mountains in my beautiful hometown in my dreams. It is so beautiful and wrinkled that I will never forget it. However, my mother, who always loves to spoil everyone's fun, has now left my hometown with me and came to this busy Wudi. Why did my hometown abandon me? Am I not cute enough?

22. When I go back to my hometown every year, I like to go to the wild. Walking on a familiar field path, I saw green red flowers and yellow rape flowers, smelled the fragrance of the long-lost soil, and felt that I was back to my childhood. The land is still that land, and the person is still that person. Maybe they have been away for many years and their lifestyles are different. It seems that what they say is not at the same level. Even so, every time I return to my hometown, there is always a familiar feeling, and I can always see some different changes, perhaps just the embellishment brought by the long-lost cry. In fact, what I read is still too slow, which may be the reason why I don't want to stay at home for too long. I usually go home less than a week.

23. The flavor of hometown was hidden in that happy time. Whenever I go back to my hometown, several good friends will come to play with me. We play our favorite games. I will never forget the happy time at that moment.

24. Things have changed, times have changed, and people have changed, but the only constant is a homesickness when they leave home, such as how the young leave home and the old come back, the local accent has not changed, the children have never met, and they ask the guests where they come from with a smile. This song may not be suitable for me, but at least it is my mood. Anyway, let's go out and have a look.

25, happiness is just right, hate impermanence is coming again, everything is thrown away, and the soul is lost. The road to my hometown is far away and the mountains are very high. So, I told my parents in my dream: My son's life is in the grave, and my family needs to step back and leave early!

26. 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. ...

27. The mountains are long and the water is long. I can't get rid of this feeling along the way, and I haven't stopped worrying about acacia. I only send a heart of lovesickness to the moon, just as the moon sends a thousand miles of lovesickness. I hope people will live for a long time and be beautiful thousands of miles away.

28. Hometown is a melodious flute, which always makes people dream; Hometown is a touch of bright moonlight, which always makes people feel excited; Hometown is a string of eternal memories, which always reminds people of it. The people and things in my hometown are the most beautiful in the song, the most charming in the moonlight and the most profound in my memory.

29. At the end of each semester, it is the time I look forward to most. Usually a week before the holiday, I can't resist my feelings. This week is undoubtedly the longest and happiest week of the school year for me. I am immersed in the joy of going home, not to mention reviewing my lessons. This is also my most boring point. My mind always trumps my ambition. Every time I pick up a book and review it well, I feel happy when I cram for it temporarily. Of course, my textbooks are also thrown aside to pack my luggage, even though my luggage has been collected many times. ...

30. Hometown, what is hometown? Hometown is a dream of your childhood. Hometown is a cornerstone of your growth. There is a song like this: "The most beautiful way to travel around the world is hometown, and the sweetest way is hometown."

My hometown is a painting. In spring and March, no matter where you are, the colors of Chun Lv are lit up. Trees wake up from a deep sleep, sticking out buds and shoots, and are full of vitality. The grass also sticks its little head out of the ground and looks around, which is very comfortable. Looking around, I don't know if it is the beautiful image of Master Danqing polishing ink, drizzling, Linlin flicking and swaying, dancing with flowers and enjoying paper.

32. My hometown is in the far north, where beautiful scenery and excellent people are like a bright pearl embedded in the north of the motherland. If my hometown is a pearl, then the lotus pond is the splendid light on the pearl. Spring returns to the earth, everything recovers, and the lotus pond wakes up. The lotus pond in spring is not very charming, but monotonous green, water green, light green or elegant dark green. Green is dotted with some white-that is, a few small white lotus flowers on the side, floating on the water like lotus leaves on the side, which are very eye-catching in spring.

The flavor of hometown is hidden in the beautiful scenery. There are two trees in front of my house, one is a tall and straight pine tree and the other is a beautiful osmanthus tree. I will never forget the fragrance of osmanthus and the tenacious spirit of pine trees. I love my hometown.

34. A mountain road is opened at the bottom of Longchang Temple, and a willow forest is planted in front of the dam. Who will win your heart if you forget your official position and hometown?

I miss my hometown. If my heart is a dove released from my hometown, then my warm nest must be you-my hometown. Autumn is like water, spring is beautiful, the starry sky in winter night and the fiery summer are all my deep thoughts. A tree, a piece of soil, a cloud, a fog, a gust of wind and a drop of rain in my hometown all appeared in front of my eyes. After a winding path, I came to the Woods by the river. I picked up a yellow leaf that fell to the ground. Looking at this fallen leaf, I hid it in the drawer of years, waiting for a new opportunity.

36. "Looking at the bright moon and sinking back, I suddenly remembered my home" shows the wanderer's deep feelings for his hometown. In Wang Wei's eternal poem, "Being a stranger in a foreign land, I miss my relatives twice during the festive season", revealing the sadness of being born in a foreign land. Cen Can's poem "It's a long way to go to the east, and the tears of the double-sleeved dragon bell are not dry" expresses his yearning for his hometown. Hometown, where I grew up, I left many places to laugh!

37. Living in other places all the year round, I often look forward to going home. "I miss my relatives more often during the festive season", and when I see other people's homes are round and happy, I will have an unspeakable desire to go home and disturb my thoughts. For those who don't go home for a long time, it is a desire to go home for a long time.

38. In my hometown, there is no bustling metropolis, no solemn and stirring castle, and no big forest green enough to melt all your thoughts. But if you hear Schubert's solo in the sunset of your journey, the imagination that makes you suddenly burst into tears is often the hometown road and the moonlight night in your hometown, which reminds people of the poet's lonely sigh, "How bright the moonlight at home is!" Thousands of years ago.

39. Walking on the path in my hometown, the nature, the harmony and the coziness, like the wind, slowly drifted into my heart. There are some cement roads and some dirt roads in my hometown, but this has not affected my enthusiasm for my hometown.

40. When we don't leave our hometown, our hometown is like a beautiful picture. We can only see the sunset in the distance by playing in the painting at the end of the day. When we left our hometown, it was a hanging picture. No matter how we walk in, there is always a thin layer of yarn …

4 1. In order to study, I went to Gejiu, Xi Du, far from my hometown. Go home twice a semester at most. I don't know what it's like to be homesick. I envy seeing my roommates go home happily every weekend. The dormitory on weekends is empty and lifeless. At night, no one can talk. The only thing I can do is to call my family to ease the silence, or call my friends. The night is long and the homesickness is getting stronger and stronger. I am not sleepy at all. My thoughts will chase the bright sun in my hometown, and my tears will flow away quietly. I am homesick.

The stream in my hometown is like a mirror. It's green. For a moment, green is like jade. If the weather is fine, you can also see the fish in the water. I remember when I was a child, I invited some friends here to catch small fish. Those little fish are dishonest, slippery and can't be caught, and they love to play hide-and-seek with you. Once I was about to catch a small fish. I jumped forward, but the fish disappeared in the blink of an eye. As a result, I missed the fish, but my clothes were wet. I was scolded by my mother when I went home, but every time I went fishing, I still went home full.

43. Hometown has preserved our childhood, or young people and prime of life, and has become a part of our life and ourselves. It is not a commodity, a tourist destination, a round-trip ticket, a weekend entertainment, and can be sold to any customer at a certain price. There are more things in my hometown than any tourist attractions: your blood, tears and sweat. How can you not remember the people, events and bridges in your hometown?

44. My hometown is an old wine. The longer I keep it in my heart, the more mellow it tastes. My hometown is a cup of agricultural green tea. The longer I soak it in my heart, the stronger its flavor. Hometown is a short memory movie. The more times it appears in my mind, the clearer its picture will be. Love my hometown needs no excuses, let alone reasons, because my hometown has our "roots"!

45. In summer, the leaves are green and dense. From a distance, they look like a big green umbrella. Take an "umbrella" and stand in the hot sun to provide us with shade. Some children play chess below, others chase and play below ... If it rains in Mao Mao, they can shelter us from the wind and rain and protect the whole park like soldiers.

When autumn comes, all the leaves on the tree wither. The old tree that has been close to the ground for decades is almost hollow. Thinking of this, I can't help thinking of my hometown.

47. My hometown is far away. When shall I go? Boat, dream into furongpu. Back to my hometown, with a long Artemisia, I drifted to my hometown with the river of my heart and wandered back to my hometown. The wanderer is still wandering, but he still can't go back to his hometown, because the cause is everywhere. They will return to their hometown with a boat full of starlight and shining light. Let's ring the bell of hope and look forward to meeting them again in the splendid season. Hometown, hometown, hometown that haunts me, I must make you proud of me.

48. 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.

49. Beauty is all I remember about you. When spring comes, your beauty is far greater than my excited heart. Bees are flying, butterflies are dancing, grass is growing, and yinger is flying. What's more beautiful is your gentle wind, which awakened the happiness that I used to hibernate. When the footsteps of summer come quietly, the turmoil only belongs to those restless people, but you are silently gestating the fruits of life. You made me understand that the greatest beauty in the world is selfless dedication; You smiled when the girls in autumn danced with sweet carols. The harvest season belongs to you and me, and then you are endowed with mature beauty. When you put on silver makeup in winter, you fall asleep, but your silence is not depression, not decadence, but accumulating strength while waiting. I am crazy, I love, I am fascinated, I am drunk, so I am intoxicated with the beauty of my hometown.

My hometown is a crystal clear river, hence the name "Qingjiang". She is so quiet and beautiful. She is like a big green satin spread in the valley, shining in the sun. She was in high spirits and sang all the way. As soon as the breeze blows, it ripples, as if you can see the fragrance by lifting her beautiful skirt.

5 1. I miss the mountains in my hometown. Although it is not as beautiful as Hengshan Mountain in Nanyue and as steep as Huashan Mountain in Xiyue, it is also tall and handsome, and its main peak goes straight into the sky, holding the sky in my hometown high and deep. It's evergreen all the year round, tree-lined and very quiet. When barnyard grass is in full bloom on the mountain, pink flowers are dotted all over the mountain, which is really beautiful; When the fruit is ripe, it makes people salivate and even makes children run all over the mountain. Up to now, the nursery rhyme of that year still echoes in my ears: "July is sour, August is half red, and September is good for making wine." In fact, I like the mountains in my hometown because the background color of my life is the true color of mountains, and my character has the shadow and nature of mountains. I yearn for the mountain in my hometown, because it is as hardworking and frank as the people in my hometown, holding the sunrise in the morning and giving the morning glow a brilliant brilliance; Waiting for the sunset in the evening, giving the sunset a brilliant glow. I worship the mountain in my hometown, because it is as loyal and strong as my father, with a straight back and a broad chest. Standing up is a mountain.