I love late compositions that end in my hometown.

My hometown is a remote and beautiful mountain village in Haiyuan County, Zhongwei. Especially in the evening in my hometown, it is even more nostalgic.

This green village seems to be intoxicated before sunset. Every corner here has turned golden yellow.

You see, the sun is setting slowly, but the countryside is still silent and happy. Walking on the road, you will see some young people carrying hoes from the ground and walking back leisurely. Or see a group of children running around happily. Women cook at home. The old man enjoys the cool outside the door and nags at home. After a while, the woman cooked the meal, put the table and chair in front of the door, and ate it with grace.

Listening to the Woods, there were waves of "twittering" voices. This is the song of birds. Although people don't know what they are singing, they know that birds are happy in their hearts.

Ah! In the evening in my hometown, you make people nostalgic and intoxicating.

Hello, I'm glad to answer an evening paper composition in my hometown.

Evening in my hometown 1 Every evening, the sun sets and the temperature drops, and the whole small city becomes lively.

Adults are off work, and some are in a hurry to pick up their children; The children, on the other hand, take a leisurely walk while buying some food.

When they arrived at their destination, the adults had been waiting for a long time, like ants on hot bricks-running around, but the children didn't care.

Some adults and children cooperate well. As soon as the horn was sounded, there was a beep, and they quickly retreated.

Students who don't need parents to pick them up are another experience.

Roadside stalls are the most popular on the way home.

All kinds of delicious, hot and sizzling snacks always catch everyone's eye with invisible ropes.

Although teachers and parents have explained 1800 times, although they are all aware of the hidden dangers of roadside stalls, they just can't resist its endless temptation.

Everyone can be seen everywhere here. Eating and stopping in your hands and mouth is a kind of enjoyment. Compared with regular restaurants, regular restaurants are not so popular.

The road is also very noisy, and the traffic coming and going, the sound of horns and brakes one after another, has long been a constant urban soundtrack.

Rows of street trees have long been used to noise and dust.

I think what they want to hear more is the frolicking sound of adults and children coming home! Ah, the evening in my hometown is a picture of busy life. I like the night in my hometown.

During the summer vacation, my mother and I went back to the countryside, and the days there made me unforgettable.

In the morning, the air in my hometown is very fresh. There is a small river opposite my hometown. The river is crystal clear, the riverbank is shaded by trees, and there are many fruits and vegetables on the beach. I sometimes swim in the river. When you are tired, go to the melon garden to eat melons.

The night in the town is noisy, but the night in the country is quiet and soft. Before sunset, the green village seemed to be sleeping.

Every corner here is so beautiful! I like the beautiful night in my hometown. I like the night in my hometown.

You see, the sun is setting slowly, and a thin layer of smoke rises over the green village, layer by layer, just like a layer of gauze around the Woods.

There is a chirp in the bamboo forest. It turns out that the birds are writing their compositions with great interest. At this time, my mother and I went to cut vegetables.

On the way, I saw a group of lively children.

They walked home while playing, so naive.

Smoke seems to have come to this green field again. Green wheat seedlings and yellow rape flowers seem to be covered with a layer of ivory gauze. The scenery is really charming. It's really beautiful in spring! People who worked in the fields walked out of the fields one after another and strolled on the country road home. Some people are barefoot, others are driving cows and making heavy footsteps. I saw the cow writhing its heavy body, wagging its tail and moving slowly forward. From time to time came the shouts of the owner and the sound of whips driving away cows.

Unconsciously, my mother was far away from me, so I quickly caught up with her. My mother said, "Are you fascinated by this beautiful rural scenery?" I smiled and nodded.

At that time, it was getting late. Back in the yard, I saw smoke curling over the yard, and melodious songs came from time to time on the radio.

This beautiful and elegant singing broke the tranquility and softness of the countryside.

A breeze is blowing, and the wind is wrapped in delicious bacon. What is that smell! At this time, I seem to be in a dreamy fairy tale kingdom ... Ah, how quiet and beautiful the night in the country is! I like the night in my hometown!

Night composition in hometown The night in the town is noisy, but the night in the country is quiet and soft.

There is a crystal clear river near the village, and there are rows of tall trees on both sides of the river.

People wash clothes and vegetables by the river in the market ... Although people in rural areas are usually busy, they like to chat with each other.

Every summer, under the willow trees by the river becomes a good place for them to enjoy the cool and chat at night.

There is also a large grassland by the river. Every evening, every family's children will come to this grassland to play and play games.

At this time, the sun began to set slowly, the courtyard under the shade seemed to be sleeping, and the sky in the west was still burning with a touch of orange sunset.

As the sun goes down, the light of the sunset glow in the sky gradually fades away.

Crimson turned crimson, and crimson turned pale red. Finally, when all the red lights disappeared, the sky that suddenly appeared high and far took on a solemn look. At this time, the sky gradually darkened, and the river and grass were calm again, but there was another lively scene: the laughter of every household, the sound on TV, the collision of pots and pans ... Ah! The evening in my hometown is so beautiful and noisy

The dusk of my hometown The bright red sun, accompanied by warm wind, gradually walked down the mountain peak, and my hometown ushered in a quiet and charming dusk.

The sun is setting in the west, and the blue sky is covered with a thin layer of pink gauze. The clouds in the sky are like the fairy Chang 'e, and they are like fat dolls carrying fruit baskets, laughing their heads off ... different colors, very beautiful.

The mountains lie quietly, like a camel that only listens to orders and is ready to go. The sun covered them with golden satin.

The river hummed cheerful songs at the western end of the village. She told us that her dream was to travel to the seaside.

The children are playing happily in the river.

Soon, smoke billowed from the chimneys of every household in the village. If you listen attentively, you can still hear one or two cows barking from time to time. It's time for the cows to return to the pen.

From a distance, there are corn covered with green gauze and golden ears of rice in the field, which are particularly dazzling against the golden sunset.

The sun gradually dimmed, and the farmers went home with hoes in twos and threes.

The dusk in my hometown is really a beautiful landscape painting.

The setting sun, like drinking too much wine, falls on the other side of the mountain in my hometown, reflecting half red and half gold water and sky.

The dusk in my hometown is beautiful.

The flowers and plants on the roadside fell asleep quietly under the touch of the evening breeze.

Cordate telosma is all dressed up and ready for the "evening dance".

The weeping willows by the river tied the tall hair into a bun, took off the beautiful butterfly knot, leaned over and let the long hair hang in the cool running water, quietly combing it.

The dusk in my hometown is lively and lively.

The washerwoman by the river came back in twos and threes with buckets, chatting about the new things in the village while walking. The shepherd boy sitting on the back of the cow came back with his pockets full of sweet wild fruits.

The people who worked in the fields also went home, all carrying farm tools and sweating.

In a short time, plumes of black smoke rose from the chimneys of every household, and symphonies of pots and pans sounded in the kitchen.

After dinner, some grandfathers smoked and played chess around the table.

At this time, there was a crescent moon hanging faintly in the night sky.

This is the dusk in my hometown-Yangwan, ah! How beautiful, the dusk in my hometown, I love you.

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The sunset in my hometown, like a drunk with a red face, fell to the other side of the country mountain, reflecting half red and half gold water.

The dusk in my hometown is beautiful and quiet.

The flowers and plants on the roadside all slept quietly under the touch of the evening breeze.

At this time, the cicadas cried happily. Through the quiet of the night, they shouted happily in the tall trees to welcome the dusk. The cicadas shouted ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~.

The dusk in my hometown is lively and lively.

"Birds in the western hills return to the forest at dusk", and all kinds of birds return to their nests in a hurry. Father bird should take the food he found home, mother bird should take care of some hungry birds at home, and wait for father bird to bring the food back to cook.

The washerwoman by the river hurried home with the clothes washed by the river, and all the adults who worked in the fields went home. They are all carrying farm tools and sweating like a pig.

In a short time, smoke came out of the chimneys of every household, and the sound of women's cooking tools rang out in the kitchen. After dinner, everyone came out to enjoy the cool, some talked about the new things in the village, and some talked about the daily routine ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

I love my hometown. My hometown is a remote and beautiful mountain village in Haiyuan County, Zhongwei.

Especially in the evening in my hometown, it is even more nostalgic.

This green village seems to be intoxicated before sunset.

Every corner here has turned golden yellow.

You see, the sun is setting slowly, but the countryside is still silent and happy.

Walking on the road, you will see some young people carrying hoes from the ground and walking back leisurely.

Or see a group of children running around happily.

Women cook at home.

The old man enjoys the cool outside the door and nags at home.

After a while, the woman cooked the meal, put the table and chair in front of the door, and ate it with grace.

Listening to the Woods, there were waves of "twittering" voices. This is the song of birds. Although people don't know what they are singing, they know that birds are happy in their hearts.

Ah! In the evening in my hometown, you make people nostalgic and intoxicating.

The sunset in my hometown scattered like a red-faced drunk who had drunk too much, and fell to the other side of the country mountain, reflecting half red and half gold water.

The dusk in my hometown is beautiful and quiet.

The flowers and plants on the roadside all slept quietly under the touch of the evening breeze.

At this time, the cicadas cried happily. Through the quiet of the night, they shouted happily in the tall trees to welcome the dusk. The cicadas shouted ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~.

The dusk in my hometown is lively and lively.

"Birds in the western hills return to the forest at dusk", and all kinds of birds return to their nests in a hurry. Father bird should take the food he found home, mother bird should take care of some hungry birds at home, and wait for father bird to bring the food back to cook.

The washerwoman by the river hurried home with the clothes washed by the river, and all the adults who worked in the fields went home. They are all carrying farm tools and sweating like a pig.

In a short time, smoke came out of the chimneys of every household, and the sound of women's cooking tools rang out in the kitchen. After dinner, everyone came out to enjoy the cool, some talked about the new things in the village, and some talked about the daily routine ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ...

Write a 500-word composition on a rainy autumn night. When you look down, you will see a piece of gold. If you look carefully, you will see that there is a piece of red and a piece of green in the gold.

Red as agate and green as jade.

There is also a mirror-level pond at the foot of the mountain, which reflects the beautiful scenery in front of you, especially beautiful.

Autumn is more prosperous. ...

Writing Hometown Composition My hometown, my hometown-Baoji, is at both ends of Guanzhong Plain.

Qinling is its southern barrier, surrounded by mountains, and Weihe River water flows through the middle of the city.

According to the information I checked, it has a total area of 18202 square kilometers and a population of 3.72 million. 1994 was rated as "National Advanced City for Landscaping".

"1995 was named as' national health city'.

In 2005, it won the honorary title of "National Sanitary City" and "National Environmental Protection Model City" again.

I am proud of my hometown! Baoji is the hometown of Emperor Yan and the birthplace of Qin culture.

The rites and music of the Western Zhou Dynasty, the laws of the Qin and Han Dynasties, the splendor of the Tang Dynasty and the charm of the Song Dynasty left a rich and vivid impression on this land.

The historical background is profound, the cultural heritage is prosperous, the human landscape is dotted with unique natural scenery. My hometown is really an ancient and modern city.

There is famen temple, which is famous at home and abroad. There is the tomb of our ancestor, Emperor Yan of Shennong; There is the mausoleum of the king of Qin; There is the National Taibai Forest Park; Jiang Taigong Ziya has a fishing place-Diaoyutai.

Every year, many tourists from home and abroad come to worship Emperor Yan of Shennong and Xie Lidan, the founder of Buddhism. The scene is magnificent and lively.

Nowadays, Baoji has a wide road and many tall buildings. Many trees and flowers were planted along the road, and even many bonsai were placed on both sides of each bridge, which were colorful and pleasing to the eye.

Especially at night, neon lights are flashing on the streets, and the city is like a beautiful big garden.

Major supermarkets and markets can't get enough of what to wear, what to use and what to eat.

From early morning to evening, people are crowded with people, which is enough to show people's happy and satisfied mood from everyone's smiling face.

The biggest change in my hometown is to completely change the appearance of the overgrown river beach in the past.

Weihe Park is built on the Weihe River. It is really "a red brick path like a blood vessel, and a high pole lamp cage hangs a bright moon".

There are beautiful beaches and rows of green trees. Every morning, people come here to do morning exercises and take a walk here at night to enjoy life.

The Weihe River dammed to store water. On the clear and calm water, there are many wild ducks from time to time. You chase after me and play happily in the water.

There are also water parks and artificial waterfalls on the Weihe River.

Whenever the bright sunshine shines on the river, the buildings on both sides of the river are reflected on the river, which is really beautiful.

When you walk on the bridge, you will stay back and forth and feel relaxed and happy.

There are two forest belts and a water surface in my hometown.

The city is in the water, the water is in the city, the mountains are clear all year round, and the trees are swaying. It is really an ecological garden city with mountains and water.

The mountains in my hometown are lovely, the water in my hometown is lovely, and the people in my hometown are even more lovely.

Lovely hometown, lovely hometown people.

I love you. Everyone has his hometown, and I am no exception.

My hometown is beautiful! The magnificent sea, the mirror-like West Lake … These scenery are intoxicating, but the water in my hometown is more beautiful than all these! The water in my hometown is so quiet! Quiet enough that you can't feel it flowing; The water in my hometown is so clear! Clear enough to see the sand and stones at the bottom of the river; The water in my hometown is really green! ; Green as a flawless jade! Mount Tai with majestic peaks and red leaves and fragrant hills ... These scenery make people linger, but the mountains in my hometown are more beautiful than all these! The mountains in my hometown are really strange! Past the ground, like an old man, like a giant elephant, like a camel, strange peaks and rocks, with different shapes; The mountains in my hometown are really beautiful! Like a green barrier, like a newborn bamboo shoot, the color is bright and beautiful, reflected in the water; The mountains in my hometown are really dangerous! The dangerous peaks stand tall and the rocks are rugged, as if they would fall down carelessly.

Sun Zhen, the charming and beautiful Jolin Tsai Peace Conference singer ... These characters can't put it down, but people in my hometown are better than these people! The girls in my hometown are as beautiful as flowers and pure as jade, and the boys in my hometown are handsome and handsome, all of which are beautiful in appearance.

But this is not enough! Everyone in my hometown has a kind heart.

They know how to help others and care about others.

How's it going? My hometown is really beautiful! There is more beauty! Although I can't describe the most beautiful poem in the most beautiful language, you might as well enjoy it yourself! Beautiful hometown-I love you.

An essay entitled "My Hometown" My hometown has no places of interest, no bustling city and no stormy waves.

But I still love my hometown deeply.

There are dense forests, wild flowers and tenacious grass here.

Rows of uneven houses can be seen everywhere, like winding waves.

When spring comes, the scenery in my hometown is particularly beautiful.

The grass stretched and yawned, emerged from the soil, and the leaves sprouted.

At this time, the lovely swallow flew back from a distance and chirped under one roof, as if to say, "This is a good place, let's settle down here!" " The flowers blinked their watery eyes and looked at everything in the world curiously.

The children took off their thick cotton-padded jackets and played heartily on the grass: singing and dancing, happy as a group of free birds.

When hot summer comes, green watermelons make people drool.

At this time, the children came to the stream, took off their sandals and dipped their feet in the river. The clear river makes us forget the heat.

In autumn, pomegranate hangs on the treetops like a red lantern.

A gust of autumn wind blew, and the rice was covered with layers of golden waves, which was particularly beautiful.

This season is the busiest time for adults: harvesting rice and cotton. Although exhausted, their faces are dependent on the joy of harvest.

In winter, the earth is covered with a thick quilt.

Friends chase, make snowmen and have snowball fights in the snow. What fun! I love my hometown, I love this beautiful and simple 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!

My hometown composition hometown, everyone knows that hometown is our ancestral home. I think everyone will have a different understanding of hometown. My hometown is beautiful. Wherever we go, no matter how beautiful and rich it is, we will feel that our hometown is the most beautiful.

I remember a song that said, "How I want to go back to my hometown, to him …" When I was growing up, there was an example of how I wanted to go back to my hometown.

That was when I was in fourth grade. It was summer vacation at that time, and everyone wanted to go outside and come back, and I was no exception.

At that time, my grandmother moved to Shenzhen to live. I heard that Shenzhen is very prosperous, and it's nice to live in a tall building.

I listened to what they said and couldn't wait.

It happens that my father works in Shenzhen. I want to take this opportunity to talk to my mother about whether I can go. I told my mother about it, and she seems to want me to go this time. When I said it, she readily agreed.

I'm glad that everyone who lives in the countryside will want to go to the city.

My mother asked me to go with a girl next door. My sister next door was going on a business trip, so I went with her.

Wow, it's too noisy. The most beautiful place I have ever seen. I should have come earlier! Dad took me to grandma's house, looked at their clothes and looked at my own clothes. This is a different world. They are all looking at me ... they have lived here for more than ten days and were very happy when they first came. Now, I begin to miss my hometown, I miss everything in my hometown, and my sister, brother and mother ... I want to go back. My mother called several times and I was crying.

I miss my classmates and friends, and the days go by day. When I first started school, I asked my father that I would go back to my hometown.

I look forward to going back early every day, and finally at my rigid request, my father took me back.

What a familiar feeling-hometown, warm home, beautiful flowers and trees, hardworking farmers and lively children. This is our hometown, full of joy and laughter.

I have returned to my hometown. Although the city is more prosperous than our hometown, I like my hometown. If someone asks me about my ideal, I will say study hard and make contributions to my hometown when I grow up.

I believe our hometown will be more beautiful in the future.

What about you? How is your hometown? I think you love your hometown as much as I do.

After writing in my hometown for two years, I finally have a chance to return to my long-lost hometown.

The countryside has developed and developed, and even the muddy land pavement has already become a cement road.

Such a hometown makes me feel both familiar and unfamiliar.

I feel gratified and happy for the changes in my hometown, but I feel helpless for the passing of my hometown in my memory.

Fortunately, the enthusiasm of hometown people has not diminished at all.

They are still so hospitable, but because they didn't grow up in their hometown, they don't know these relatives and friends at all. They know me, I don't know them, so I just stayed there, waiting for my parents' introduction, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Come with me for a walk, I haven't come for a long time, and I feel a little strange.

"I said to my sister.

So we came to the market and went back to our hometown every year.

Maybe my hometown is too small to think of anything interesting, so every time I go to the market, I will solve some time.

The market in my hometown has also undergone great changes. I opened a big supermarket, a big digital city.

Even the roadside shops have become very novel with the evolution.

"I didn't expect the market to change so much in two years!" I sighed to my sister.

"Yes, but fortunately, the development here is not as big as that of the city, and it still retains a hint of rural flavor.

"Because my sister grew up here, she also made many friends here, and she greeted her friends all the way.

And I can only watch.

As time goes by, everything disappears. Blink of an eye, I have to leave my hometown again. I don't know when to go back to my hometown. I suddenly remembered Mr. Lu Xun's Hometown. I don't know why, just like Teacher Lu said, I feel a little bit lost and sad. Is it caused by the change of hometown? I think so, too. I hope my hometown will not become the hometown described by Mr. Lu Xun! My hometown composition My hometown is Jinchuan County, Aba Prefecture. Although it is not as prosperous as a metropolis, it has a strong taste of pure servants. It is warm in winter and cool in summer, with mild climate and rich products. People live freely here, just like being in a paradise on earth.

There are many specialties in my hometown, such as Jinchuan Sydney, green apples, peppers, walnuts and so on.

Jinchuan is also a place full of songs and laughter. Jinchuan people are hospitable and unrestrained, and men, women and children can sing and dance well.

Although my hometown is not as prosperous as Chengdu, everyone lives and works in peace. With the progress of the times, Jinchuan is also advancing with the times. Almost every township has fruit, vegetables and medicinal materials planting bases, and wild edible fungi and wild Chinese medicinal materials have begun to be sold on a large scale, and farmers' wealth is displayed on their happy faces.

Why do I love my hometown? Because she has both simple folk customs and hospitable customs.

The history is heavy and the natural landscape is rich.

In my hometown, there is "the first monument in the snowy plateau", which is 49 meters high.

The 5-meter "China Diao Wang" once arrived at Guandiao; Tuji Qinbo Kannonji, a Buddhist holy place known as "Lhasa II"; Jinchuan Mosque, one of the national 100 model mosques; There are ancient buildings in the old street, such as the old stage, Hongqiao, Yugong, Shaanxi Pavilion and Chenghuang Temple, which were built more than 200 years ago and have the flavor of combining Chinese and Tibetan architecture. Manaihu Village is unique, and its hometown, Manai Township, was named "the hometown of Chinese folk art" by the Ministry of Culture.

There are Guangfa Temple, which was once one of the four royal temples in China, Changdu Temple, which was built in the third century, and Hangkong Temple, an eternal mystery left by the origin of Bonism more than 700 years ago.

There is also a romantic lover sea ... Some people love the birds and beasts in their hometown, others love the mountains and rivers in their hometown, but my favorite is Sydney in my hometown. ...

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