How to write a composition with a draft of my hometown?

1. How to write a story about hometown scenery? My hometown is very beautiful.

In spring, the flowering trees are blooming and the fragrance is floating around the house. You can smell the sweet-scented osmanthus as soon as you leave the house. Osmanthus fragrans can also be used as tea. Pick the trees one by one, dry them for a few days in hot weather and soak them in bottles for five or six months, then you can make tea.

In summer, lotus leaves grow in the river and red petals open. There is something like a bowl in it, and there are small edible balls in the bowl.

In autumn, fruit trees bear fruit, including oranges, oranges ... oranges are big, yellow and sweet, as well as delicious and beautiful.

The most beautiful is winter. Snowflakes are floating in the air. At noon, friends make snowmen and have snowball fights on the ground.

You see, this is my beautiful hometown.

Write a draft composition about a scene in my hometown in spring, summer, autumn and winter. I love the stream in my hometown, but I love the stream in front of my hometown more.

My hometown is in Henan, and the streams in my hometown are singing all year round, so happy and happy. In spring, the willows by the stream wake up. Bare branches turned green in a few days, and long willow branches hung down to the stream, drawing ripples. In summer, there are more and more fish and shrimp in the stream. They are playing happily in the stream. In autumn, willow leaves float down by the stream and fall in the stream, which happily sends them far away. In winter, this stream will not freeze, while flowing happily, while braving white fog, sometimes our hands will be frozen into the stream. I feel warm all over in an instant.

One summer, we returned to our hometown. When I got off the bus, I saw the stream in front of my house at a glance. The sun shines brightly on the surface of the stream, as if wearing shiny clothes. I ran to the stream and squatted down to see that small fish were playing hide-and-seek in the sand and shrimp were chasing each other in the stream. I am very happy. Occasionally, a few waterfowl will fly in and eat some small fish and shrimp here. I brought a bottle and small fish net to catch some small fish home. I put the bottle on the sand in the stream and poured some water. I picked up small fish net and caught the little fish. I squatted down slowly for fear of running away from the little fish. I suddenly saw a bigger fish. I quickly caught the fish and put it in the bottle. I did it. I looked at my grades, and those fish swam carefree in the bottle, as if in a stream. I had a good time until my mother told me to go back. I reluctantly took the bottle back. I looked back at the stream again. She is still singing, as if urging me to hurry back.

I like my hometown, but I prefer the stream in front of my hometown that can sing and give me joy.

Grade 4: He 123

3. How to write a draft composition How to cultivate students' observation ability I often hear some middle school students say, "I'm afraid of writing, and I have a headache when I start writing. I always feel that there is nothing to write. "

Some simply said, "I really don't know what to write and where to start." Some students handed in their compositions, but when they read them carefully, they just perfunctory a few words at the beginning and then ended hastily.

The content is vague and general, and I don't know what to say. In view of these situations, I often encourage students to write with a pen and write when they can speak.

If you want to have something to say, you should pay attention to the people and things around you and avoid making things up behind closed doors. Due to the lack of observation and analysis of things around me, I feel that I have nothing to say and can't write.

What is observation? The so-called observation is to see with your eyes. We should "observe from a distance" and "observe from a distance", pay attention to everything, always pay attention to it, and form a habit.

Mo Bosang, a French writer who is known as the king of short stories in the world, once worshipped Flaubert, a famous writer at that time. One day, he sat in his room and told Flaubert his own story.

Flaubert said, "I advise you not to be busy writing these empty things." You ride a bike outside every day and record everything you see on the road accurately and carefully. " So Mo Bosang realized that Flaubert had taught him the basic skills of observing life with his eyes, knowing life and practicing observation.

From then on, he spent a year or so, went out to observe every day, and finally wrote the novel "Point to Heart" and became a world-famous novelist. Later, when summing up his own creative experience, Mo Bosang said, "Observe what you want to express for a long time, so as to find the features that others have not found and written.

In everything, there are undiscovered things ... "Mr. Lu Xun once said:" We should pay attention to all kinds of things, read more books, and write without seeing anything. "This is a summary of Lu Xun's long-term creative experience.

It can be seen that if you want to write a good article, you must pay attention to observing things and improve your observation ability. But how can we attract students' attention to the things around them? Here I want to talk about two points: to stimulate students' interest in observation. Psychologists believe that there is no learning without motivation, and motivation is the premise of learning.

For composition teaching, teachers should be good at stimulating students' writing desire, mobilizing students' writing enthusiasm and changing passivity into initiative. High school students have a strong ability to distinguish right from wrong, and they often have a strong desire to express themselves.

Teachers should firmly grasp this desire and guide them to write excellent articles. The syllabus has clear provisions on the composition teaching of all grades, which requires a planned and step-by-step implementation in the classroom.

Classroom composition, specifically, students are constrained by various aspects, which often appears passive, but it is essential. To this end, I have always adopted a "two-pronged" approach in composition teaching: on the one hand, I arrange necessary compositions in class, on the other hand, I arrange a certain amount of extracurricular writing exercises.

Last year, for example, I took over two classes in Grade One. In addition to the two-week big composition, I require each student to write at least one short article every week, make random checks every other week and make comments. Writing a composition is to give students full freedom: freedom of material selection, freedom of proposition, freedom of style and freedom of words.

Only write about the people or things you are most familiar with, interested in and impressed by. It can be discussed, lyrical, narrative and arbitrary.

It is not an exaggeration to spread thousands of words; It's not too few to drop dozens of words: long words, short words, write as much as you want, and stop at will. This unconsciously cultivates students' interest and ability to observe things.

The content they wrote was relatively simple at first, and gradually, their observation horizons were constantly expanding, and they were far away from the trivial things around them, writing about society and writing about life. The content is getting richer and richer: class life and turmoil, family joys and sorrows, social experiences, etc., really big to the universe, small to the self.

A student often observes the campus carefully, from scenery to people, from people to things, and writes one, two or three articles on campus life in succession ... In the composition, I see the students' writing desire and get the students' observation interest caused by their creative enthusiasm. Not only is there something to write, but it is also more real and closer to life.

Over the past year or so, remarkable results have been achieved. Many students talked about the experience of writing a composition and agreed that the requirement of writing a composition prompted them to observe and think.

Some said, "I have to keep my eyes open every day and look for it all my life." Some said, "Because of the need to write a composition, I have been observing and listening at home, in the car and at school ..." Students in both classes have completed the task of writing three compositions a week, and because of their interest in things around them, many people consciously write more and develop the habit of keeping a diary.

At the same time, in the classroom composition teaching, I also consciously stimulate students' interest in observation. For example, I arranged an essay "Remembering one of the most familiar classmates in this class", asking everyone to take a classmate in the class as the description object, grasp its appearance characteristics to describe and portray it, and see who observes it carefully and writes like it.

The vast majority of students can grasp the characteristics of characters in residence writing. For another example, after I finished making cloisonne, I arranged an essay on "Making * * Cuisine" to arouse students' interest in observation.

As a result, students' interest was mobilized and their creative enthusiasm was stimulated, and they wrote one practical excellent work after another. In short, in order for students to write good articles, we must first practice the basic skills of observation.

The method of guiding students to observe not only stimulates students' interest in observation, but also guides students how to observe and how to observe. I once told a story to my students: a jeweler in ancient Persia was good at doing business. When he sells gold and silver jewelry, he often stares at customers and his business is very prosperous.

Others wanted to explore the mystery, but he kept his mouth shut until his death. He taught this trick to his only son: "Stare at each other's eyes, no, to be precise, stare at each other's pupils, which will not lie." If the sparkle of a diamond ring expands the pupil of the other person, you can boldly increase the original price by 30% or more; If a necklace can't make the other person's pupil wide open, you can change it immediately ... In short, stare at the other person's pupil! " Of course, the business class taught by this jeweler is not what we want to learn.

4. (My hometown) How to write the composition My hometown is a garden with flowers; My hometown is a forest with the coolness of green trees; My hometown is a field with the hope of harvest; My hometown is a snow scene, shining with the light of ice crystals.

Looking back, everyone wanted to eat, and the small yard was full of fruits and vegetables. All year round, as long as something can be planted, the yard will be full. Look, all kinds of colors are mixed together. It's a mess. What a crowded and messy yard. Now, every family doesn't grow vegetables very much, but flowers. Flowers keep coming all the year round. In spring, Chinese rose and roses are in full bloom. Flowers are more prosperous and colorful in summer. In autumn, flowers should wither, but chrysanthemums are in full bloom. In winter, it snows heavily, but plum blossoms are in full bloom in the branches. Throughout the year, the fragrance is constant. Sweet and beautiful hometown is like a garden.

In the past, the village was bare and there were few trees outside. In summer, adults chatting outside sit along the wall, and most children hide in the house and fan their fans. The room is like a steamer and the outside is like a hot pot. Now, green trees are planted in front of the house, on both sides of the street and outside the village. Although it is not as dense as a forest, it is also sheltered by trees. In summer, adults enjoy the cool under the tree and children play under it. Dense leaves bring coolness. Cool, as cool as a forest home.

Looking back, the fields are full of crops, including corn, rice and peanuts. At that time, people's planting technology was not very high. Although they worked hard, the harvest was not very satisfactory. The crops watered with a drop of sweat seem to be deliberately against people. Now with the popularization of science and technology, green and pollution-free crops are everywhere, realizing mechanized production, saving time and effort, farmers' pockets are getting more and more bulging, and their spare time is also enriched. In spring, rice is like a green ocean, with rough waves; In autumn, the rice droops its head and the earth is golden. It can be said that "spring seeds are all green, and autumn harvest is all gold". Happy, a hometown full of harvest like a field.

Looking back, garbage has a paradise-streets, which stay in every corner at will, sometimes dancing against the wind and even swimming in the water, making people want to hide. It's really dirty Now, garbage has its own home-dump, and the streets are clean and tidy, paved with cement roads, which has become a dazzling bright spot. Clean, my hometown shines like ice crystals.

My hometown is constantly changing. In my mind, my hometown is becoming more and more beautiful like a young girl. I love my hometown from my heart.

5. How to write a composition in my hometown My hometown is a small town with beautiful scenery and trees.

In spring, the branches pull out green branches, the grass opens its eyes lazily, the flowers are in full bloom, red, blue, yellow and purple, all kinds of strange and colorful. Flowers exude intoxicating fragrance, attracting a large group of butterflies, who are dancing in the air. What a beautiful scenery! Summer is coming, the leaves are greener, and we go fishing in the river. That tree is like some soldiers.

Flowers are also more fragrant and attractive. The lotus is also in bloom. The lotus leaf is green and the lotus is pale pink. How beautiful! We children like to pick lotus roots from the lotus pond to eat. Fish swam about in droves in the water. As soon as we caught them, they were alive and kicking. It's pathetic to see them begging! In autumn, geese fly south, then line up in a line, and then line up in a line.

The sky is blue, the sky is golden, the wheat is yellow, the leaves are yellow, and the leaves leave the mother tree's arms and "travel" alone. Farmers' uncles are very busy in this season, because the wheat cultivated by their hard sweat is ripe, and they are all busy cutting wheat! Winter comes, snowflakes fall from the sky to the ground, and the whole world is white. Snowflakes are gorgeous and white, and they melt into crystal beads in your hands.

My hometown is really beautiful. I love my hometown.

6. How to write a composition about hometown scenery? I like the fields in my hometown best, where there are beautiful scenery all year round.

In spring, my friends and I sow seeds in the fields. We first spread the seeds in every pit dug by grandpa, then fill the pit with soil, and finally water the seeds. After a few days, under our careful care, the seed gradually leaned out of the little green head, and a breeze blew, and it kept greeting me.

In summer, when I went to play in the fields, I found that the buds grew much taller, half as tall as me, lush, and from near to far, I seemed to be immersed in a green ocean.

In autumn, our cotton, rice and beans are all ripe. I am very happy and excited. I quickly pushed my cart, jumped into the field, picked cotton and beans, and cut corn and rice. I'm panting and sweating with fatigue. Then I will use a cart to transport the harvested things back, and the harvested fruits are piled all over the house, and my heart is full of joy.

In winter, snowflakes are flying in the air, and the fields are covered with thick snow and soft. Suddenly, a group of children came to make a snowman and had a snowball fight in the field. They had a good time.

The fields in my hometown not only bring warmth to people, but also provide a paradise for children to play.

7. How to write a composition in my hometown? Let's go home and have a look. "Dad asked me again. I am still an old saying: "No, never! "This reminds me of something I did in my hometown before: the place where we slept was on a dry thatch, and there were no mosquito nets. Mosquitoes bite insects at night, which keeps me awake all night; There are piles of cow dung in front of the door, which are smelly and dirty. I don't know what my feet will look like when I step on them. The muddy road is full of puddles. If you accidentally step into a puddle, your whole foot will sink, and you can finally take it out, but your shoes will stay in the mire ... but my father said that our hometown is not what it used to be. I was moved by my father's words and couldn't help but go back to my hometown.

At noon we came to our hometown, ah! How beautiful! Is this my vertigo? I rubbed my eyes, didn't I? The original bumpy path has now become a flat asphalt road, with flowers and trees planted on both sides, bees singing, butterflies flying, and tall buildings coming to their hometown. How beautiful! Is this my vertigo? I rubbed my eyes, didn't I? The original bumpy path has become a flat asphalt road, with flowers and trees planted on both sides, bees singing and butterflies flying.

Then I thought of all the seasons in my hometown.

In spring, she is beautiful in the vitality of spring! The trees on Yushan Mountain are green and dripping, like a soldier full of vigor and vitality, standing on the land of his hometown. On the hillside, there are green grass and flowers. The old man with gray hair, the couple holding hands, and the lively and lovely children are all strolling in the forest path, intoxicated by the birds and flowers, and a kind of love rises from the bottom of my heart.

In summer, her beauty lies in the coolness and coziness of summer. There is not a cloud in the sky, there is no sun overhead, there is no wind, and all the trees are standing there listlessly and lazily. I don't know where the bird is hiding; Plants and trees hang their heads; The puppy was so hot that it stuck out its tongue and kept panting. On the summer morning in my hometown, Tung Chung Village was shrouded in a mist. The sun didn't come out, and the warm wind blowing from the Pearl River was wet and cool. Kapok is in bloom, peach blossom is in bloom, snow bean curd and cauliflower of various colors are in bloom. The flat fields outside Tung Chung Village, the soft rice seedlings that are about to drip, and the green banana leaves swaying in the wind are doing business.

Her beauty is gorgeous in autumn. In the field, there are ripe crops, golden rice and snow-white cotton everywhere ... Farmers' uncles are as busy as a bee, bent over, sickle kept waving, and bean-sized sweat rolled down their faces, so they didn't bother to wipe them. After cutting for a long time, they straightened up and caught their breath. Looking at the rice lying behind them, their faces shone with joy. Then they bent down and waved the sickle skillfully. On the ridge of the field, it is covered with grass, green with yellow, dotted with some wild flowers, red, yellow, white and purple ... really beautiful. On both sides of the road, the leaves were painted with different colors by Miss Qiu. The phoenix tree leaves turned yellow, and the autumn wind blew, like handfuls of small fans and handfuls of exquisite brooms, spinning in the air and throwing themselves into the arms of Mother Earth. Maple leaves blushed and danced on the branches. From a distance, like a burning flame, people's hearts beat with her.

Her beauty lies in the sweetness and silence of winter. When you step into the reading desk behind Shi Mei Square, you will tremble. What is it like? What you see is not the vicissitudes of life everywhere, but the colors everywhere. Look! Plum blossoms are blooming brightly, red and pure against the green leaves, which makes people calm down. With the biting cold wind, several leaves fluttered in the air from time to time and returned to the ground. It seems like a butterfly that has only reached the extreme of life, performing a beautiful dance. These fallen leaves, full of the seeds of spring, thrive in summer, reach the extreme with the outbreak of autumn, turn into dust in winter, and dedicate their short life to the earth. "Falling red is not a heartless thing, but turning into spring mud protects flowers more" is also comparable to these leaves.

The germination of spring, the comfort of summer, the harvest of autumn, the tranquility of winter and the four seasons in my hometown always make people feel bright and passionate. Aren't these all beautiful?

This is my hometown, isn't it beautiful?

8. In my hometown, how to write a composition with flowers and birds all year round, beautiful scenery and four distinct seasons. This is my hometown XXXX, which is surrounded by green hills. My hometown can't compare with the traffic in Beijing and the red light and green wine in Wangfujing Street. But my hometown has simple people and beautiful scenery. My hometown is rich in products and beautiful scenery. Where does the product come from? They come from the hard-working hands of the people, from the four seasons of autumn. Where does the beauty come from? The hand of environmental protection of the people in Kelan comes from a good climate and environment. In a word, everything in my hometown can't be separated from people and a suitable climate.

Spring has already begun, and the weather in our north is still a little cold at this time. The ice in rivers and streams has not completely melted, but the splash of the river water can already be heard. Some willows on both sides of the national highway have sprouted, and people have put on thick winter clothes and sweaters and trousers. In the new spring, people have new hope. Urban and rural areas, every family, old and young, came out to relax their muscles and do their part. Spring is like a newborn doll, new and growing from head to toe; Spring is like a beautifully dressed little girl, walking with a smile. Spring is like a strong young man with iron arms and legs, leading us forward. I like spring in my hometown. Jesus Christ. Then summer came. In the summer morning, the sun is already high. During the summer vacation, adults and children get up early to do housework and homework. At noon, we monkeys and children ran to the river to swim in droves. In the river, you hit me, so lively, we had a good time before going home. At dusk, neighbors sit beside the tree-lined national highway and chat, chatting, talking about things, talking about news and talking about the country's good policies. The children play with each other, forming a picture of a farmhouse. Standing on the top of Nanshan overlooking the city, it is simply beautiful. Everything is green, everything is green. I like summer in my hometown. Autumn is also busy, which is the most important role in this year. People say that "autumn is the harvest season". The seeds sown in spring grow taller and taller. The farmers looked at their harvest and smiled happily and contentedly. The native products of our hometown are very nutritious; Yam and corn are the pillar industries in my hometown, and the old farmers are telling others about their income. Live in the joy of the farmer's uncle in autumn. I like autumn in my hometown. Silver-white winter came unhurriedly, in order to let people know it. First of all, a snowstorm suddenly came, covering the whole town of Crane. The mountains surround Crane, as if he had put Crane in a small cradle. These hills said quietly. You can rest assured that it will be warm here. Children have snowball fights and make snowmen. Laughter fell on the snow on the tree. I like winter in my hometown. I love every grass and tree in my hometown, I love the four seasons in my hometown, and I love the hardworking people in my hometown even more. I love my hometown.

9. How to Write Hometown Composition My hometown is in yingtan, Jiangxi, the birthplace of Taoism in China.

The mountains, water and people there are more beautiful. She is a new tourist city, and was rated as an excellent tourist city in China this year.

I hope all the friends sitting here today will go to our hometown to watch the tour. Your large-scale Millennium hanging coffin performance has a small bamboo raft full of local customs, so that you and your lover or family can go with the flow on the small bamboo raft. My hometown Longyan, located in western Fujian, is a famous old revolutionary base area.

Longyan is located in the subtropical zone, with four distinct seasons and rich weight. This is a beautiful landscape city. In today's reform and opening up, Longyan is becoming a beautiful Putian along the coast of Fujian, my hometown ... A hometown ballad we wrote is sung in my hometown, which makes wandering wanderers warm as sunshine.

My hometown is Putian, Fujian, the hometown of Mazu. Formerly known as Xinghua Bay, it has 24 beautiful scenery and Meizhou Island, the hometown of Mazu, the goddess of the sea admired by Chinese all over the world.

People there put Mazu's kindness and enthusiasm for helping others into practice and spread four talents. My hometown is Honghe County, a remote town in the southwest of Yunnan Province. It is a famous hometown of overseas Chinese.

My hometown is a beautiful place, inhabited by Yi, Hani, Yao and Dai ethnic minorities. My hometown is rich in tropical fruits, such as mango, litchi, banana and watermelon ... everyone has their own lovely hometown. My hometown is Sanming in the northwest of Fujian. In my impression, my hometown is so beautiful, the people are so respectable, there are mountains and waters, and there is really a treasure house of "Feng Shui". I used to think it was the warmest place, but since I came to Xiamen, I have felt the feeling of studying in Shanghai.

The mountains, waters and mountains in my hometown are full of my feelings, my heart, my relatives and my folks, which remind me of me all the time. My hometown is in a small ravine.

There is a clear stream where there used to be lively fish and shrimp. The green deciduous plants on the mountain show that my hometown is so full of spring.

Full of energy. There are several paths in my hometown that connect with the outside world. Although winding, it can also be described as a narrow path.

There, I left light or heavy or deep or shallow footprints and dyes, and now I recall that my heart is always warm. In particular, the small pavilion used to rest on the path has always made me feel concerned and warm.

My hometown, from the countryside, is not as prosperous as painting, but it is the most beautiful picture in my mind. My hometown brought me endless fun when I was growing up, and it also left me good memories on the road of life.

Whenever I hear others talk about my hometown, I always have warm feelings and sweet memories in my heart. Hometown can always make us leave inadvertently … Hometown is beautiful and good. Hometown is the most beautiful place in everyone's mind, whether it is developed or prosperous, poor or backward. My home is in Gutian, Ningde, and I am not very rich. Compared with other places in the same province, the living standard is not high, but every family attaches importance to education. I hope that children can get out of poverty when they grow up and travel outside to increase their knowledge.

In fact, our beautiful scenery produces peaches, mushrooms and tremella, and it is also the famous hometown of tremella ... When it comes to my hometown, I am particularly proud because it is the ancient capital of civilization with a long history and the capital of China. Beijing has a long history and is also the place where emperors lived. There are many cultural landscapes here, as well as many natural landscapes.

The Forbidden City, Tiananmen Square, Beihai and Summer Palace are all famous tourist attractions at home and abroad, especially the Great Wall. There is a saying that "you are not a hero until you reach the Great Wall". Therefore, Beijing welcomes guests from all corners of the country every day.

In 2002, Beijing won the right to host the eighth Olympic Games, and the people all over the country were excited by the news. Beijing has also begun to invest a lot of manpower and material resources to rebuild the Olympic Village in the northwest of Beiyang.

My hometown Kunming is a beautiful city, where flowers bloom all year round. Against the blue sky and white clouds, it is beautiful here, with fresh air and soft sunshine. Anyone who has been to Kunming will say, "It's a spring city, and it's really extraordinary." I love my hometown-the most beautiful spring city in the world! My hometown is in Du Yu, Jiangxi. It doesn't love the land where I was born and raised.

There are beautiful scenery, and there are better scenery in winter, that is, flowers and flowers, as well as the "starting point of the Long March."