In real life or work and study, everyone has tried to write essays, right? Essay writing is a kind of verbal activity, with a high degree of comprehensiveness and creativity. So, how to go about writing an essay? The following is my compilation of 9 essays on my hometown in the sixth grade.

Sixth grade my hometown essay Part 1

When I think back to my childhood, I spent that wonderful time in the village, and I can't restrain the joy on my heart.

Grandpa's house is a small courtyard, facing south. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty. There are many fruits and vegetables growing in the yard, including corn, peppers, peas, cucumbers, radishes ......

I remember once I came to grandpa's small yard. It so happened that my cousin was there, so I played with her. Playing, I suddenly brightened up,, shouting, "Sister, come here! There are mushrooms here!" My cousin came at the sound and said, "Sister, let's pick them together." After saying that, she ran into the cornfield where mushrooms were growing, and I shouted after her, "Hey, wait for me!" We picked and picked, at this time, I heard my sister call out to me, "Sister, come and see, what a big mushroom!" I rushed over, really, what a big mushroom! I had never seen such a white and big mushroom before, so I hurriedly picked the mushroom carefully and put it into a small basket. In the end, we picked a small basket full of mushrooms. After entering the house, grandpa helped us pick out the edible mushrooms and said we would make cold fresh mushrooms at noon, so my sister and I jumped up and down with joy. At lunch, we ate the mushrooms we picked with our own hands, and we couldn't be happier, I've never had such a delicious meal before.

There are so many other happy things like this that I can't count them all.

I love my hometown, love her endless fields, love her thickly shaded woods, but also love my hometown left me boundless joy ......

Sixth grade my hometown essay Part 2

My hometown is Bengbu City, Anhui Province, which is located in the southeast of the motherland. This is a reform and opening up, such as the sprouting of bamboo shoots, the development of a beautiful big city. The city is not too big, but also today is different from the past, and before a great change. This is what I personally feel. Inadvertently, my hometown has changed with the times, into a well-off society, become more prosperous, more dazzling. I am impressed by the tremendous changes in my own hometown.

The 36th anniversary of the reform and opening up, my hometown has changed drastically, especially after entering the 21st century, which is originally a small city, economic development suddenly inserted into the wings of the soaring, kind and hard-working Bengbu people with their own hands to create all this, depicting a beautiful picture.

Not only the motherland and hometown changes, I live in the neighborhood changes are also great. Previously, our district only a few small buildings (a **** six floors), but now the district has become no longer empty, the district and the building of a lot of small high-rise (a **** twenty-some floors), and a lot of flowers, plants and trees; originally the ground is uneven, the ground is paved with ceramic tiles, when it rains, no longer stand on the land on the soil, only some rainwater lying on the ground, very clean. Every morning, I welcome the sunrise walking on the way to school, I am for our Bengbu city's ever-changing changes and sigh. A beautiful residential neighborhoods rise up, a wide asphalt road in all directions, a green flower beds vibrant. Early in the morning parks and squares, birds and flowers, everywhere is the morning exercise of the elderly; evening, the lights in the city of Bengbu appears to be all silent, which is a picture of how beautiful and harmonious ah!

In the past, the street, visible everywhere is countless garbage and dirty soil, a windy to come is dusty, people have no place to hide. Vendors are always selling, and the sound of shouting makes the city seem more noisy and disorderly. Now, a newly paved road leads from the city to the countryside, and the vehicles are like a small caterpillar flowing on the road. On both sides of the road are green trees, grass, flowers. At night, the lights shine brightly, a high-rise building was suddenly like a jewel inlaid coat, colorful, brilliant lights, a street into a vast Milky Way.

This is my hometown - Bengbu City. I am proud of my hometown Bengbu City, I am proud of myself as a Bengbu people, I wish Bengbu tomorrow will be more beautiful and beautiful than today!

Let us hand in hand, heart to heart, group efforts, the same boat ****, building a beautiful and cozy home, create a bright and brilliant future!

My hometown in the sixth grade essay Part 3

I am very fortunate that I live in a fertile land, where there is a wealth of specialties and beautiful scenery, this is the coast of the Yellow Sea - Sheyang!

The scenery here is very beautiful, take the estuary of the Sheyang River side of the scenic zone as an example. The river there is open, the two sides of the wetland is wide, ecological primitive, especially suitable for animals to live. In the afterglow of the setting sun, the clouds turned light red, reflected in the clear water, and the trees along the water's edge, showing a beautiful picture of the water countryside landscape.

Sheyang is not only beautiful, but also rich in specialty products. The soft, delicious, famous Sheyang rice is the most common. It is white in color, transparent and moist, soft but not sticky, and has a clear flavor. Yangma Township is also famous for its medicinal material production base, which is known as the "Hometown of Chinese Medicinal Material". This base is famous for growing chrysanthemums, which can be harvested about 15,000 tons in a season. There are many water harbors in Sheyang, so the fish farming industry is well developed. Among them, the silver fish of the Sheyang River is the most famous. This fish has a white body and only two small black spots on its head, which are its eyes. This fish is usually found in the market as dried fish, which is a high-protein food.

As the saying goes, "people go high, water flows low," nothing can be separated from the creation and development. The city of Sheyang, in recent years is simply changing rapidly. The county government building from the center of the busy section moved to the slightly remote town of Haitong, while the empty place is built a fully functional business circle. There is also the west side of the city was originally an unattended grassy beach, is now a lively dining and entertainment street.

Our Sheyang is also a place of talent, Cao Wenxuan is one of the models. He has written many influential works. And he also wrote a set of books set in his hometown of Sheyang, which is widely loved by our elementary school students, "My Son Pica" series.

As the old saying goes, "Beautiful or not, hometown water, pro or not, hometown people." I love my hometown, I love Sheyang!

Sixth grade my hometown essay Part 4

In my hometown, there are the famous peach and love to eat not tired of taro head and bright red sweet strawberries ...... But wherever the Chinese, must know, their origin - my hometown, Fenghua; but wherever they know, must hope to have a bite, whether eaten or not.

Although my hometown is only this ass place in front of me, it is full of spirit. People living on it speak a special language, have some different customs, there are many bright scenery, which are how people love! What really makes me fall in love with my hometown is the taro head here.

Whenever I go to Xikou, roadside vendors in front of a pot of taro head will always become the object of my attention along the way. My mom would cooperate and help me choose the perfect taro head to give me a break.

The taro is about two palms so big, basically round, just always see a bulging hill. The skin of the taro is brown, but the hill has no skin. Looking at it makes you feel like a naughty child fell out of a big bag, not a lot of fun. I peeled off a little skin, no, is to slip off a little skin, hometown of taro, although the meat and skin slightly sticky, but dry and crispy, a slip and fall, which is different from the field of taro, only with the teeth bite to see the effect.

Slide down a piece of skin, white tender taro meat with silk with skin. I will throw away the skin. A small piece of taro is already waiting for me to eat. I bite down, wow, this feeling can not help but remind me of the Dove chocolate advertisement: "this moment as silky smooth". The soft and smooth meat flowed into the throat with the mouth, and finally into the stomach, this series of movements is so smooth, so good texture with a slightly sweet and salty flavor, so that I wiped it out in three minutes.

The taste, aftertaste, unforgettable, really worthy of Fenghua's specialties, really should be a sentence: run through the three off six docks, eat Fenghua taro head.

Sometimes go out to travel by the way will bring some, so that I will make my journey more delicious; so that, no matter where I am, can feel the taste of home - Fenghua.

The Games began, no sports I can pick up a rest four and a half days a great deal, this is, the first afternoon I began to "relax".

I asked my classmate Xiao Huang, in his neighborhood, played a water gun battle.

My hometown is in Jianshi County, where changes are happening every day and every second. I feel these changes, and heartily proud of it.

Walking along the river on the pedestrian street, you can always see her figure - Guangrun River. The river is blue and rippling, and the fish are free in the river. But once upon a time she was sullen ...... Once upon a time, she was green in black, garbage floated rampantly on the surface of the water, and the shadow of the fish could not be seen. Now, she has become beautiful, become clear and pleasant, and I am happy for her.

The tarmac shines brightly on the street in the sun. Seeing the tarmac now, I don't miss the pothole-ridden concrete road at all. Now the streets are covered with dust-proof asphalt, and when it rains, there is no water on the road; when the sun shines, there is no dust on the road. The white fences on both sides of the straight body of the asphalt road, there is a big city flavor.

Let me also feel particularly proud of, is a hundred warehouses. Every time I go to Enshi, my friend took me to the supermarket. I can not help but sigh: Enshi's supermarket is really big ah! When will Jianshi have such a big supermarket? At this time, I will for "small Jianshi" only small supermarket and feel inferior. However, I think I have no chance to feel inferior for the small supermarket in Jianshi. Because now, we have our own big supermarket, when my friend comes to Jianshi, I will say to her: "Go, take you to the supermarket." Now Jianshi, become "big"!

I am proud of my hometown, but also thank those obscure hometown builders, and at the same time in the heart of the secret will: when I grow up, I also want to join them, do a pillar of the country.

Whenever I walk down the street, I see children playing on the street, busy adults running around, and a pine dancing with the wind, I will send out a heartfelt emotion: this is my hometown - Wannian!

My hometown than on not Beijing's traffic, nor the streets of Shanghai's wine and liquor, but here there are simple people, unrestrained life, beautiful scenery, there is a wealth of products! We have replaced heavy skyscrapers with environmentally friendly old trees, and we have replaced exhaust-emitting cabs with the simple smiles of car drivers and old yellow buses.

The beautiful mountains, birds and flowers, the beauty of the Wannian beautiful scenery y impressed people's hearts. In the spring, the creek's ice has not completely melted, they have heard the sound of the river ding dong, the riverbanks on both sides of the willow tree also put on a green coat. In summer, the small hutong enclosure of the shade filled with people talking and laughing, the lake lotus leaves like a magician came like, bloom a green "umbrella", the center of the blooming colorful flowers. In the fall, is the harvest season, everywhere is fruitful, fragrant rice, pearl shining. The snow in winter covers the land, mountains and trees of Wannian with a unique beauty that is intoxicating.

We Wannian has the title of "the land of fish and rice", so the richness of the product is certainly not less. "Tribute rice, pearl, pig, cement" known as Wannian four treasures. Wannian Tribute Rice is famous all over the world, because of its fluffy enclosure, sweet and nutritious, in the Qing Dynasty must be grain into the capital. The glittering pearl also attracted a lot of attention to the eyes of the people, Wannian - "fish and rice town", "Jiangnan Pearl King" reputation is really worthy of the name.

Wannian has a long history, a brilliant ancient civilization, but also has beautiful monuments. The naturally formed 'Shennong Palace and Immortal Cave are fascinating and unforgettable. Jaishan Mountain and Huangchao Mountain, let a person feel the ancient battlefield drums are still echoing, how can it not be marveled at?

Unique resource advantages, hard-working and intelligent people of Wannian, the achievements of the splendor of Wannian. I am y mindful of how peaceful, beautiful and rich this hot land is under my feet! I love my hometown - Wannian!

I am not a native of Xi'an, but my love for ancient Xi'an is no less than that of any Xi'anese.

My first encounter with Xi'an was three years ago, when my parents moved to the unfamiliar city of Xi'an because of a job transfer. The first time I laid eyes on Xi'an, I fell in love with it.

Instead of being a stranger, Xi'an is a place I've dreamed about. The streets, the buildings, the sky, the white clouds, everything was so familiar even though I had never been here before.

This is my destiny with Xi'an, I think! I love it for many reasons,

I remember a few years ago I had the honor of ringing the bell on the bell tower once, I was full of excitement when I hit the wood on the bell, a crunching sound enough to shake the sky. The sound was crisp and clear, without a single murmur. With the loud sound, as if I traveled back to the ancient times, a bell ringer is ringing the bell in the twilight for people to report the time, all around a piece of ancient style and ancient appearance. Copper bell issued by the curling aftermath of the sound, gentle and long, moving, let me indulge in fantasy, a long time can not extricate themselves.

I think that the sound of the bell made me fall in love with "Xi'an".

When I was in elementary school, I also liked to play on the city walls, every time I stood on top of the walls, looking down, looking around: outside the walls around the moat, the soft blue water has become a natural barrier to the entire ancient city. Also, every time you ride on the city walls, when the pedal with the rhythm of the heartbeat and rhythm, a rich ancient charm on the face. The bricks are still as solid as iron after hundreds of years. A fine crack on the brick is the time left by the carving, but also history left us a wrinkle of the ancient city.

I think it was the wrinkles that made me fall in love with Xi'an.

Nowadays, I have been living in Xi'an for many years. I remember the first time I went to school, I got lost because I was not familiar with the place. I asked a newspaper seller for directions, and she gave me warm and detailed directions. But I didn't know the names of the roads she was talking about, so I was still confused. I didn't expect the lady to put down her business and lead me to the school gate herself. From then on, every day I went to school and passed by her newsstand, I would say hello to the aunt.

I think it was the enthusiasm that made me fall in love with Xi'an.

Now, Xi'an is my home, and I love Xi'an, my home.

Sixth grade my hometown essay Part 8

My hometown is very beautiful, where the mountains are clear and beautiful, rich in produce, and the four seasons are clear. It is located in the northeast of Gan, and is adjacent to the famous China's top ten beautiful countryside Wuyuan. Although it is not as prosperous as Fuzhou, and there are not many century-old stores and skyscrapers, and there are not so many famous people's former residences, but my hometown has a different kind of beauty.

My hometown, spring seems to be extraordinarily beautiful. In early spring, the golden yellow rapeseed seems to wait for the footsteps of spring, a cluster of a cluster of wantonly bloom, in the sunlight is so dazzling. In the mountains, beside the stream, in the field, can be seen in the rapeseed flowers, so that people seem to be in the world of flowers, the sea of flowers.

When people are still immersed in the beauty of rapeseed flowers can not extricate themselves from the time, the azalea also quietly bloomed, in the village around, a beautiful red azalea open in spring. Some of them squeeze out from the thorn bushes, some from the woodpile bushes, and some from the corner of the courtyard wall of the villagers' houses. A mass of azaleas is like a beautiful Miss Manners, dignified and elegant, embellished with the beauty of the hometown spring. Azalea and other different styles of fruit tree flowers, vegetable flowers **** with the hometown dressed up as a fairy tale as beautiful.

As the temperature rises, summer comes. Hometown village outside a lotus pond, a summer, a pond full of lotus seems to be crowded through the lotus pond, in the sunlight just like the ancient poem depicted the same, "catch the sky lotus leaves infinite blue, reflecting the sun lotus different red" is the hometown of the real portrayal of the lotus pond. A glance at the edge of the lotus leaves refreshing turquoise, so you can forget the summer heat, seems to be a lot cooler. Breeze over the lotus surface, revealing hidden in the lotus leaves under the lotus seed, full of grains, people can not help but swallow saliva. The most interesting still, occasionally jumped over the frog stirred up the water droplets in the lotus leaves rolling and not stained, just a grain of pearl fell on the jade plate like.

Autumn is here, the golden ears of rice in the field to the people beckon, seems to say that this year is another year of harvest, the farmers uncle in the field to harvest rice, a face full of satisfaction smile. However, if you look closely, you will find that they are all sweating, it's really a pain in the ass.

Unconsciously, we have entered the winter. My hometown winter, there is no northeast of the kind of cold wind, and there is no northwestern region full of flying yellow sand. My hometown winter, only Jiangnan town winter generally should be the scene. Although it is the depth of winter, but also everywhere in the green trees to welcome the wind. There are tall banyan trees with green leaves like the palm of an adult, blocking the cold winds of Siberia for us. There are also crisp larch trees that seem to be telling people not to give in to the environment at any time.

Nowadays, I follow my parents to Fuzhou's children's school, but I still miss my hometown. As long as I think of the larch in my hometown, I can always proudly tell my little friends not to give in to the environment at any time.

Sixth grade my hometown essay Part 9

My hometown is in Juxi Town, Cangnan County, where there are no skyscrapers or wide asphalt roads. But I still like this place.

The mountains in Juxi are beautiful. In the spring, the mountains are grass-green, and the leaves on the trees sprout and turn tender green. In the summer, the mountains become turquoise, the trees grow green, and the dense layers of branches and leaves seal the woods tightly, blocking people's view and obscuring the blue sky. In the fall, as far as the eye can see, the mountains are golden. The fallen leaves float down like a butterfly fluttering in the air. The ground is full of golden leaves, like a ground sprinkled with gold.

The water in Juxi is very beautiful. In spring, the water in the stream is green, green, green, green, a little blue, just like the old poem, "Spring river water is as green as blue". In summer, the water is so clear that you can see the greenish-brown stones at the bottom of the stream. If you go swimming in the clear water, you will feel cool and refreshing. Sometimes, little fishes will come to eat your feet! You can also fish and catch fish in the stream.

The fields of Juxi are also beautiful. In the spring, the fields are green and the farmers are busy sowing seeds! In summer, the weather is very hot, the sun is hot, but the rice is still standing straight on the land, how like a warrior! In the fall, the rice is ripe, the wind blew an elementary school student essay, the sea of rice turned up golden waves. Looking far away, a golden yellow, farmers uncle is busy harvesting it!

I love you! Juxi. How beautiful you are!