I love the mountains and rivers in my hometown.

1. I love the mountains and rivers in my hometown.

My hometown is connected with my heart, and she gave birth to me, just like my hardworking and kind mother. In my memory, what impressed me the most was the mountains and rivers in my hometown. If I go abroad one day, I think I will call them with my heart.

Although the mountains in my hometown are not as majestic as Mount Tai or as tall and handsome as Lushan, they have a different kind of beauty, that is, simple and touching. It is not too high, but it stands still, one by one, as if holding hands, sheltering the hometown from the wind and rain. The trees on the mountain are not majestic, but they are as soft and amiable as Xiaojiabiyu. Those bushes everywhere are the means of livelihood of the people in their hometown. They use their bodies to add light and warmth to mankind. At the foot of the mountain, the stream in my hometown hovers like a jade belt.

Yes, the stream in my hometown is not as magnificent as the Yellow River, and there is no rolling tide of Qiantang River, but it has some characteristics that those big rivers do not have. It is crystal clear, clean for swimming and pure for drinking. Creek beach is a flat stone surface. Every hot summer, when people are busy with farm work, they are invited to enjoy the cool in twos and threes. Speaking of this year's good harvest, listening to the sound of flowing streams is very interesting.

I love the mountains and rivers in my hometown. I really want to be a painter when I grow up. I will paint the beautiful scenery of my hometown with my brush, so that I can know more about my hometown. ...

2. Composition "Mountains and Rivers in My Hometown" Some people like Huashan Mountain, some people like the ever-changing Huangshan Mountain, some people like Mount Tai, the head of the five mountains, but I like the mountains and rivers in my hometown.

My hometown is Xiaoxi Town, Pinghe County, where the scenery is picturesque and the seasons are like spring. This is a desirable place.

Looking far from home, there is a circuitous belt as bright as glass-Huaxi River. Although it is not as quiet, clear and green as the Lijiang River, nor as magnificent as the Yellow River, I like Huaxi in my hometown.

Whenever spring comes, the weeping willows on the river bank are like girls dressed in green, dressing up by the river ... At this time, I can't help but think of a poem I learned in the third grade: "Jasper is dressed as a tree, and thousands of green threads hang down. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, and the spring breeze in February is like scissors. " The water in Huaxi is crystal clear. In the bright sunshine, sparkling, like scattered broken gold, is particularly dazzling and charming. Look! Small boats shuttling across the river are very busy. Flocks of ducks and geese are frolicking on the water. Look! There is a lot of snow on the river over there. Oh! Not snow, but flocks of geese. At this time, I can't help chanting: "Goose, Goose, Xiang Tiange, white hair floating green water, Anthurium playing clear waves." Ah! How vivid and vivid the ancient poet wrote. In the river, groups of small fish are swimming freely, as if playing hide and seek. Naughty shrimps are fighting in groups in the water. Misgurnus anguillicaudatus is an expert in sand drilling. Look, it has built a series of "Wan Li Great Wall" underwater ... Huaxi River has become a paradise for fish and shrimp. Seeing this, I really want to sing a song to express my full happiness.

Whenever early summer comes, everyone will come to the river to sketch and draw, catch fish and touch shrimp. In midsummer, children, led by their parents, come to Huaxi River every day to swim and have a water fight on the water. ...

I love not only the water in my hometown but also the mountains in my hometown.

Although the water in my hometown is beautiful, the mountains in my hometown are a different scene. Although the mountains in my hometown are not as steep as Lushan Mountain, as majestic as Taishan Mountain and as steep as Huashan Mountain, they embrace my hometown lovingly like my mother's warm arms.

In autumn, there are many honey pomelo, sour and sweet grapes, golden oranges and bent bananas hanging on the fruit trees ... what a cornucopia.

There are so many beautiful mountains and rivers in my hometown. This mountain is surrounded by this water, which reflects this mountain. Coupled with the green trees and red flowers on the mountain and the bamboo rafts on the river, it seems to have entered a continuous picture. It's really "walking in Pinghe Mountain, people roaming in the pictorial world, and it's endless fun"!

Where is the fairyland on earth? Please come to the quiet scenery.

3. My hometown landscape composition 300 words I have been to the world-famous Huangshan Mountain and the scenic Dashu Mountain, but they are not as good as the mountains in my hometown. The mountains in my hometown are really green. There are green trees everywhere on both sides of the mountain road, which are lush and dazzling. Seen from a height, they look like green castles. The mountains in my hometown are really dangerous, with steep flying rocks and many strange rocks. If you don't pay special attention to the branches when entering the mountain, you will slip into the abyss if you are not careful. There are many products in my hometown, such as Auricularia auricula, Lentinus edodes, Gastrodia elata, and even the origin of Chinese herbal medicines, such as Polygonatum sibiricum, Rhizoma Arisaematis and Polygonum multiflorum ... If you are lucky, you can pick wild Ganoderma lucidum!

I have seen the magnificent sea and been to the surging Yangtze River, but they are not as good as the water in my hometown. The water in my hometown is really long, extending from Meishan reservoir in the county to the depths of the mountains, behind the boulder; The water in my hometown is so clear. I can see the shrimps at the bottom of the river and the small tails of small fish in the mud at the bottom of the river. The water in my hometown is really urgent. It flew down and plummeted. The gurgling spray is like a little doll rushing down the mountain. If you throw a small stone, it will be washed away soon.

The water in my hometown surrounds the mountains in my hometown, and the mountains in my hometown are beside the water in my hometown, which constitutes a beautiful landscape painting.

I love the mountains and rivers in my hometown. My hometown, although there are no majestic peaks like Mount Tai or maple leaves like Xiangshan, is picturesque in four seasons, and anyone will be amazed when they see it.

When Chun Yan sings, the scenery of this mountain is the most charming.

Don't believe me, look! The red, white, blue, yellow and nameless wild flowers will dazzle you and make you feel at a loss. Crowds of bees are flying around among the flowers, busy collecting honey, flowers are flapping their wings and dancing, and clever birds are singing in the branches, bringing infinite vitality to this silent mountain village.

And the grass that is not noticed, crowded together. You hold me and push me around like a soft carpet on a hillside. It is comfortable to lie on it, and then have a good dream. How beautiful! When Xia Chan sang, the ground was covered with wax gourd. Look, that thick bamboo is covered with green skin. They have different shapes.

At this time, I saw the farmers' uncles and aunts were busy cutting wax gourd, bending down to peel off the leaves with their hands. Wow! What a big wax gourd! When farmers saw it, they grabbed it with their hands and cut it off with scissors.

Beautiful, big and green, you must gain a lot. They cut one after another and cut all the scissors.

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! When the winter breeze is whistling, the mountain is very quiet and there are no people everywhere. All kinds of animals hide in their nests, and people stay indoors to keep warm. The world is boundless, so quiet! Beautiful Hometown This autumn, my parents took me to my hometown to play. On this day, the sky is high in You Lan.

In this high blue sky, there is a trace of white clouds, and flocks of geese fly south, one in a line and the other in a line. Unconsciously, I walked to grandpa's house.

The charming scenery of my hometown unfolded before my eyes. There is a green orchard in front of grandpa's house.

The big grape trellis is covered with strings of purple grapes, which are green in purple and bright in green, just like big, round and beautiful pearls, sparkling and watery. Red oranges, in groups of five, in groups of three, head to head, face to face, as if whispering, "Welcome back, young master!" " We thought you forgot about us! "I smiled and shook my head again and again and said," No, how could I forget you! " "The most coveted is the golden pear in Huang Chengcheng.

The skin is thin and juicy, which makes people fondle it! The big, round and heavy red apple bent the branches and kept nodding to me in the breeze. There is a river beside the orchard.

The river is cool to the bottom, and several small fish are playing in the river, which is very cute. There are maple trees on both sides of the river. How red they are! Like a fire.

Fallen leaves fall with the wind. But the pine trees by the river are still so tall and straight and so green.

The clear river reflects red leaves and green trees. How beautiful! There are rice fields, and the fragrance wafts from a field in Huang Cancan. Rice with full grains and rice with shriveled grains can't stand up straight, as if thanking the earth for its nurturing grace.

I like my beautiful hometown.

5. How to write the composition "I love my hometown" My hometown is an ordinary small county. Although not famous, it is the most beautiful in my heart. The mountains, rivers, grass and trees in my hometown are all beautiful. Listen to me if you don't believe me! In spring, he looks at the world with wide eyes like a newborn baby. The river flows slowly, as if looking at all the new things around. The young tree straightened up, woke up from sleep, stretched its long hair to face everything new, and the grass stuck out its little head. Everything is wonderful! In summer, children play under the trees, old people play chess in the shade, adults are working hard, and dense branches are more lush under the sunlight. In summer, children are full of joy and happiness. In autumn, their hometown is covered with a golden dress, and golden leaves fall from the sky under the autumn wind. Full crops can see the joy of farmers' harvest, standing on a high place and looking down, ah! What a golden world. In winter, snowflakes float in the air, covering my hometown with a layer of white gauze. The thick snow on the road is a paradise for children to play with snow. Children have snowball fights, make snowmen and play happily here. I love the mountains and rivers in my hometown, every grass and tree, every sky, every inch of land and every river. I hope it will develop faster and be built more beautifully.

6.20 15 mountains and rivers in my hometown I have a hometown in a small village in Ding 'an County. There are only just ripe corn and red tomatoes in the village, just like red lanterns hanging on the shelf.

There are golden rice fields here, and walking in seems to be in a golden ocean. The yellow waves are rolling with a smile, rushing from one floor to another and rushing into the distance. Look carefully at the spray, which is yellow near and golden far away. Looking around, it is layer after layer and finally connected with the blue sky.

The farmer's uncle is busy harvesting rice, and the leaves on the tree next to him are like beautiful butterflies, falling down from the tree like colorful carpets on the ground, and like putting a new yellow coat on the ground, which is very beautiful. Through the Woods, that's the sugarcane garden. There are thin and black sugarcane in it, standing in the soil like a long stick, breaking off a section of sugarcane, cleaning it, peeling it off, taking a bite, and the juice immediately overflows the mouth, flows into the throat, and drinks the sugarcane dry.

It's cold, so we can bake sugar cane on the stove for about ten minutes. The freshly baked sugarcane skin was about to be peeled off, and a delicious smell of smoke floated across my nose, and then I took a bite. Sweet and boiling sugarcane juice flows into my heart, and suddenly it is warm and harmonious. I want another bite after eating one bite. Sugarcane can also be made into white sugar.

I love my hometown, and I love the mountains and rivers of my hometown even more.

7. My hometown is in the countryside. Write a composition praising my hometown. You can praise your hometown from the perspective of natural environment and give you a model reference: I love the countryside, I love the countryside, and I love the beautiful scenery of the countryside! When the azaleas are in full bloom, the breeze gently blows the willow branches. Clear streams and springs gurgle. Birds on the branches are chirping and singing. Butterflies in the flowers are dancing. The endless fields swept away people's troubles. I like to wander in this green world, and I prefer to stand there and float away. The distant sky is hazy white woven by fog and rain; The huts in twos and threes lie quietly, being baptized by the rain; Pedestrians on the road are gradually scarce, leaving only quiet and serene villages; Only the lonely duck kept quacking, and Mr. Goose in a white robe stood under the eaves, stretching his neck to enjoy the dripping rain; This is a poetic fairyland. I love the countryside and the hard work of farmers! At the first light of dawn, a few crows broke through the night and silence. At this time, the countryside has been filled with smoke, and farmers are carrying hoes, shouting cows and stepping on the golden dawn. At noon, the south wind blows gently and the sun is scorching. They are still bent and barefoot. In order to feed the whole world, they planted trees one by one until the sun went down, then they packed their bags, hummed folk songs and set off on their way home. I love the countryside and its simplicity! There are no tall buildings, no traffic, brick bungalows and low bamboo fences, which are both picturesque and beautiful; Simple clothes, a village girl with light makeup, raining, wearing a green bamboo hat and green hemp fiber; When we met, we were so cordial, so sincere, and our words were even. Everyone has a Zhang Shanliang face and a natural innocence. I love this peaceful world. I like the country and the leisure of country life! Do it at sunrise and rest at sunset; No pains, no gains; No need for fame and fortune, no need for intrigue; In broad daylight, you dig, I farm, help each other and watch each other; When you are tired, you lie under the green trees. You smoke and I drink tea. There are endless anecdotes and endless field scenery. Looking at the green rice seedlings in the field, I smiled and paid the price of sweat. When night comes, I can sit in the east, chat in the west, watch TV and count the stars. How comfortable and carefree! Who doesn't love the countryside? I have read many articles commenting on cities and villages. One of the comrades said: "although the school playground in the city is very wide, I don't like it here;" Although the houses in the city are very comfortable, I don't like it here; There is no smell of earth in the city. You can't wipe or climb trees. What kind of city is it? Worse than the countryside! " I don't think so. This city is also a beautiful place. The tall buildings on both sides of the street are like mushrooms after the rain. The street garden is getting more and more exciting; Electronic technology has developed rapidly; The sound of reading comes from time to time in the bright classroom ... the conditions and environment of the city are not too bad. This city has very advanced high technology and a good learning and working environment. Here, children and adults live in peace and happiness. As long as I stand on the street and watch Mercedes-Benz BMW drive by, I am extremely happy. However, the environment in the city is not very good. Air pollution and soil erosion all happen around us. What about the countryside? Birds and flowers are fragrant, and the environment is very elegant. People are also hardworking and have very good quality. Life is good, too They seem to have everything. Urban and rural areas are indispensable. Cities have technology and rural areas have environment. I like cities and countryside! I love my hometown. My hometown is Hukou Township, Hsinchu County. Although it is not as prosperous as a metropolis, it has a strong taste of pure servants, so I am glad to grow up in such a place. There are many specialties in my hometown, such as tribute pills, rice noodles, tea and various fruits. This is a place full of Hakka customs. Although it is not as prosperous as Taipei, everyone seems to be very happy. With the progress of the times, every place has become more and more prosperous, even my hometown is no exception. As time goes by, there are more and more factories in my hometown. However, due to the economic depression, many factories gradually moved out. But I still like my hometown very much. Why do I like my hometown? Because there are both simple folk customs and economically prosperous areas, and the expressway is nearby. It only takes a little time to get to various places, which is very convenient, and the distance between people seems to be getting closer and closer. There is an old Hukou Street in my hometown. Although I haven't actually been there, as can be seen from the picture, it has told its story for many years and months. I love my hometown and hope I can live there all the time. I love the soil in my hometown, and some people love the flowers, trees, birds and animals in my hometown. Some people love the mountains and rivers in my hometown, but I love the soil in my hometown most. Children in our hometown often roll around on the land, sometimes holding "cars" and "planes", sometimes holding clay figurines, and sometimes holding "telephones" and "fruits". At night, we were covered in mud. At this time, the adults affectionately called us "Xiaohua Mall" and "landlord". The soft sunshine spread all over the earth. I am happy to think that today is neither too cold nor too hot, which is a good time for us to play with mud. So, I made an appointment with some good friends, came to the village east, and began to play again. I squeezed a "phone" carefully. It is rectangular, and a telephone "line" is made of a winding rope about 50 cm long. Passers-by said everything when they saw it. I said seriously, "No, it was the soil that taught me to be smart." Partners are squeezing their favorite things, laughing and laughing, full of infinite fun. Soil not only gives me a lot of fun, but also increases my knowledge. Once, I planted a handful of broad beans where the stone was much faster. More than a month has passed, but it has not sprouted. I was so anxious that I ran home to find my mother. My mother went up to her and said,