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A 400-word essay on the summer scenery of my hometown
Part 1: A 400-word essay on the summer scenery of my hometown
Some people like the spring when everything is full of vitality and the resurrection of all things, some like the autumn when the fruits are abundant and the golden breeze blows, and some people like the ice and snow, Snowy winter, but I like the scorching red sun and scorching sun in summer. Summer is like a naughty child. The dazzling sunshine is his bright smile, the bursting heat is his vigorous breath, and the lush vegetation is his thick hair.
On a summer morning, the weather is very sunny. Father Sun makes the little flowers and grass become more energetic, and the little dragonflies fly around happily. Some children also came out to play. With smiles on their faces, they chased each other and had fun. Look how much fun they are having!
At noon, the scorching sun made the ground boiling hot. Elderly people from every household came out and sat in a cool and refreshing place to talk about this and that, each with their own views and opinions. Cicada was shouting "Cicada, Cicada" on the tree, as if to say, "Oh! It's so hot today. The damn sun is almost killing me. It's so hot in this damn summer. But summer also has its benefits, okay? Let the seedlings grow up quickly!"
In a blink of an eye, the sun sets. Soon, the western sky was still burning with an orange-red sunset glow. The glow in the sky gradually faded until it slowly receded. I looked at the "bright lights" in the sky, which were as beautiful as the yellow patterns embroidered on the blue satin.
It reminds me that summer is colorful; summer is charming; summer is beautiful. But I prefer the summer in my hometown. Chapter 2: A 400-word essay on the summer scenery of my hometown
In the early morning, as soon as it dawned, grandma’s big rooster crowed, breaking the tranquility of the morning. After a while, the rooster in the village The men went to work in the fields with hoes, and the women went to the pool to wash the pots and pans. The pots and pans made a "ping-ping-ping-ping" sound. Of course the children would not miss the opportunity to play. They went to play hide and seek under the willow tree.
Suddenly, there was a "clang" sound, and then the child's cry came again. Then there was a "pop--" sound. It turned out that a child knocked over the basin, and the cook gave it to him. He slapped him in the face, and the child cried in grievance.
The sky is getting brighter, and a red sun is rising, illuminating the earth, bathing the flowers and plants, and warming people's hearts. By the pond, a group of ducks were swimming in the water with their mother ducks, calling out "Quack" from time to time, as if to say: "Welcome, welcome!" The frog, regardless of the summer heat, stuck its head out of the water and said, "Plop!" With a sound, he jumped onto a large lotus leaf, splashing crystal water drops with a "croak".
It’s noon, and people have gone back to eat. The countryside has returned to its former tranquility, with only the occasional "swishing" sound of water snakes passing through the reeds.
The scorching sun was in the sky, and the sun was scorching the earth. The hens were crowing in a low voice, and the roosters had also lost their majesty in the morning. They were pacing back and forth with their heads drooped. The chicks were hiding behind Under the shade of the trees, people are singing "chirp-chirp", "I know - I know -", Zhizhi calls out tirelessly. The big yellow dog in the yard keeps sticking out its tongue due to the heat, and loses its temper from time to time. You listen, "Woof woof, woof woof woof." --".
The beautiful fields in summer combined with the sound of chickens, birds, and dogs... constitute a charming rural picture! Chapter 3: A 400-word essay on the summer scenery of my hometown
There is a small river in front of my house, which is very deep and clear.
It often rains heavily in summer, and the river becomes deeper and faster.
The stars twinkled, and suddenly there was a strong wind and thunder. In a short while, heavy rain poured down, like thousands of troops and horses, from far to near, from small to heavy.
In the early morning of the next day, the sun was like a sharp sword, penetrating the clouds and casting soft light on the earth, making the years look peaceful.
The river is sparkling and crystal clear, and fish poke their heads out from the water plants, calling for friends and showing off their graceful dances; the stone bridge on the river is washed by the rain and becomes crystal clear, and under the sunlight, it suddenly shines, and the hands It's cool on the railings. In this hot summer, it can only be so cool and pleasant at this time; the grass on the shore has been washed by the rain and looks brand new, revealing a faint fragrance of earth, unpretentious and refreshing. The ground is green, and when you look up, the sky seems to be dyed green, and you can only vaguely see mottled soft blue light.
In the afternoon, when I feel sleepy, I take a mat, spread it on the grass on the shore, and take a nap under the shade of the trees. Smell the fragrance of flowers and plants, listen to the cicadas singing tirelessly, hold on to the refreshing and pleasant river water... and gradually enter the fragrance of dreams.
In the evening, after dinner, we moved chairs, swung cattail fans, enjoyed the cool air by the river, told stories, guessed riddles, sang nursery rhymes, and watched the sunset on the horizon gradually disappear, and fireflies flying all over the sky, forming a There is a legend that the cricket played the violin and played a melodious serenade...
This is the summer in my hometown, the summer by the river, the beautiful summer! Chapter 4: A 400-word essay on the summer scenery of my hometown
I like the sunny spring, I like the colorful summer, I like the fruitful autumn, I like the snow-covered winter, but I prefer I like the spring, summer, autumn and winter in my hometown.
Spring is here, the weather is gradually getting warmer, Xiaocao woke up, rubbed his eyes and smiled mischievously. The grass used its body to spread a green carpet for us, stretching its green leaves and blooming colorful flowers. The willow trees by the lake twisted their graceful bodies under the breeze, waving to people shyly.
Aunt Chun is gone, Brother Xia is here, the sun is like fire, covering the earth like a big fireball, the grass is listless, the flowers are hanging their heads, and the puppy is under the shade of the tree, sticking out its tongue. Breathing heavily, there were many friends playing and playing in the shade of the trees. Although they were sweating profusely from the heat, they were very happy.
Brother Xia is gone, and Granny Qiu is here. She brings laughter, the corn grins, the sorghum blushes, the rice bends down with a smile, and the grapes in the orchard are like a flower. Amethysts hung on the shelves, pomegranates stretched their belly with laughter, and the farmer's uncle smiled from ear to ear when he saw the harvest.
Grandma Qiu is gone, and Grandpa Dong is here. He brings the biting cold wind, and the naughty Xueer. Some of them are turning somersaults in the air, some are dancing, and some are quietly The grass was covered with a soft quilt. The willow branches by the lake are also hung with fluffy and shiny silver bars, playing winter music against the whistling north wind.
The spring, summer, autumn and winter in my hometown are so colorful. I love my hometown! Chapter 5: A 400-word essay on the summer scenery of my hometown
Children, when talking about summer, you will definitely think of the sweet and delicious ice cream first. Next, let me tell you about summer at grandma’s house.
The summer at my grandma’s house is very interesting, because in the summer, my brothers and I can go swimming in the creek, climb trees to pick fruits, and pick up snails in the creek. Let me take one of them, picking up snails, as an example. Because there is a lot of rain in summer, when it rains, there will be a lot of snails in the creek.
June day, monkey face. The sky was clear just now, but suddenly thunder and lightning passed over the dark clouds, and then it started to rain heavily. As a result, my brother and I, who had just wanted to go out, immediately retreated back into the house. After a while, the rain stopped, and Father-in-law Sun smiled again. My brothers and I walked to the creek. Two brothers took off their pants and fell into the creek, splashing me like a drowned rat. Then, I also took off my pants, and with a "pop" sound, I jumped into the creek. The three of us brothers said at the same time: "It will be better to gather here later, because there are stones here. You can put the snails on them and count them to see who picks up more." So the three of us headed west, east, and west respectively. North walked away.
At first I couldn’t find any snails, but then I started looking for them in the crevices of the rocks. Slowly, one, two, three, I found a lot of snails. It was time to gather, and the three of us brothers returned to the meeting place.
I first counted the snails of my brothers, there were 52 and 58 respectively. When it was time for my brother to count me, he said: "82." When we heard this, our mouths all formed an "O" shape in surprise, and I jumped up excitedly. In the past, my brothers picked up the most, but this time it was me who picked up the most. I’m so happy!
It was getting dark, so we quickly picked up our snails and jumped back to grandma's house. Today is such a happy day, I love the summer in my hometown! Chapter 6: A 400-word essay on the summer scenery of my hometown
Although it is very hot in the countryside in summer and there are no people on the shore, the water is very lively. Most of the people in the village were swimming and playing in the river.
In the water, most of them are boys and their fathers. Some people are having a water fight, and some people hide in the water to carry out sneak attacks and pull each other into the water. There are also people swimming in competitions, they have breaststroke, backstroke, butterfly and freestyle. Although it is a competition for children, there are quite a few rules. In the competition, your posture must be standard and you must move forward courageously and not give up halfway. Even though it’s swimming for kids, it can’t be compared to some ordinary championships. Some people even compete with holding their breath. At this time, a man named Er Pang was looking for someone to compete. As soon as I heard the name Er Fat, I knew he must be very fat. Someone thought to himself: "A fat person must be able to hold his breath very hard. So no one among the children dared to compete with him. He saw that no one among the children could compete with him, so he asked the adults to compete.
At this time An adult volunteered to compete. Erpang asked someone to be the referee and keep track of the time. The two of them held their breath at the same time. One minute passed, and two minutes passed. The adult finally couldn't hold his breath anymore. , after three minutes, Erpang finally couldn't hold it in any longer and actually took three minutes! When Erpang was about to find someone to compete with, everyone else quickly ran away.
Hongxia appeared and the sun was about to set. On the way, people hurriedly came ashore from the water, and the adults took their children home. Thick smoke rose, and then the smell of rice floated in the air. The red clouds on the sunset were very bright. Photo on the roof of this home.
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