1. Maoming Huazhou Grade 5 400-word composition (landscape writing) Although my hometown is not as majestic as Mount Tai, as beautiful as West Lake and as beautiful as Mount Emei, it is still beautiful in my heart.

In spring, trees sprout. Flowers and plants are sticking out from the ground, looking at this beautiful world curiously, sowing seeds, pulling up soil and cultivating land … what a busy scene of spring ploughing!

In summer, cicadas are too hot to know what to do. They cried "cicada, cicada" over and over again. Some domestic animals can't stand such hot temperatures, and they all express helplessness. Some villagers are weeding in the fields, and they are so tired that they are sweating; Some stay at home and drink a lot of water; and ...

In autumn, fruit trees are full of fruits, apple trees are covered with big lanterns, pear trees are covered with yellow sun, pomegranate cracks a crack, revealing its crystal clear "teeth" and giggling at the villagers. What the villagers collected and cut was a beautiful picture.

In winter, goose feathers and heavy snow fall into the sky. Surrounded by white, it has become a small world for children to play. Children make snowmen and have snowball fights in the snow ... children's laughter echoes everywhere.

I love my hometown, and I love its beautiful scenery more.

2. Composition about cooking with dustpan in Huazhou Lianjiang is a good place. Because its delicious food is numerous: there are soft and smooth powder, fragrant steamed brown, and golden and delicious Hengshan fried pile … but my favorite is cooking with a dustpan. Cooking with a dustpan is one of the most famous snacks in Lianjiang. Generally speaking, it is big and round, like pieces of white hail. But after cutting, it is layer by layer, like a terrace. Its skin is whiter than snow and more beautiful than snow. This snow-white skin is still very smooth and attractive. This beautiful appearance alone has seduced many people's hearts.

Cooking with dustpan is not only beautiful in appearance, but also innovative in making method. Soak white rice for three hours, then grind it into rice slurry with a stone mill, add a proper amount of raw flour, and sieve it with fine eyes to make the rice slurry more pure. Then put the pulp into the dustpan for cooking, and finally it becomes a delicious cooking dustpan. Is the production method very simple? it wont hurt you to try it You know how to make a dustpan, but do you know how to eat? Let me tell you something! In summer and autumn, cut the dustpan into small squares, then sprinkle some sesame seeds, garlic, soy sauce and cooked peanut oil. Smell it, ah! It smells really good. At this time, the level of your mouth will make people drool. But in winter and spring, cut the dustpan into small squares, then fry it in a pot for 2~3 minutes, add red pepper sauce and sprinkle with green onion, and it will suddenly be steaming, delicious and delicious. It will definitely increase your appetite and be full of praise after eating.

Well, you all know what cooking with dustpan looks like, how to make it and how to eat it, but you don't know why I like cooking with dustpan so much, do you? Let me tell you something! Because the dustpan is delicious, it is the specialty of my food court! Therefore, my favorite snack is cooking with a dustpan.

3. How to translate the composition of my hometown into Yi language "You from my old country, tell me what happened there!" . When you pass by my window, are plum blossoms blooming? "

Flowers are everywhere in Jinling city, the sky is clear and transparent, and laughter rings from one end to the other. In spring, green grass drills on the grass, swallows fly back, and willow branches stretch gently.

When I lie on the grass, when I stare at the moonlight, when I have a brush in my hand, or when I recall my childhood, I will think of the faint fragrance of the winter jasmine, and the bright yellow flowers make a loud sound like horns against the sun.

Winter jasmine occupies most of my memories from childhood to adolescence.

When I was a child, I always came to Xuanwu Lake with my parents in spring, and most of the narrow paths by the lake were occupied by winter jasmine. There are small buds on branches as flexible as willow branches. In the early days of its flowering, I always like to pick the flower bones, put them in glass bottles, mash them, add water, and then throw away the residual flowers and leaves to make a bottle of unknown winter jasmine juice, which is treasured like a baby.

By the beginning of April, many flowers were in bloom, so I folded them along the branches to make garlands and played around. At that time, winter jasmine was like my favorite toy, and I "played" it.

After entering the fourth grade of primary school, my studies suddenly became tense, and I could no longer spare time to go to Xuanwu Lake every week. But in spring, the petite figure of Yingchun still exists-on the flower bed next to the corridor. It still uses petite yellow flowers to prove the coming of spring.

Winter jasmine symbolizes spring and my childhood memories. I thought that when I was in junior high school, maybe its figure would disappear by my side, but unexpectedly, it was planted in the corridor of the school and still accompanied my youth.

It may not be the memory of Jinling like buttonwood, but it is the memory of spring, which is all my memories. Its bright yellow flowers and green leaves have become indispensable things in my life. From childhood to adolescence, I believe it can accompany me all my life, and what it contains is my memory of Jinling City.

Cicada in summer, ginkgo in autumn and snow in winter. Spring jasmine, together with them, has become my memory.

Flowers bloom and fall, crowds surge, winter jasmine still blooms, and Jinling is still Jinling.

4. Oranges in my hometown (sixth grade composition) My hometown is in the northeast of Sichuan, which is rich in oranges.

In spring, the drizzle is like silk, and citrus reticulata greedily sucks nectar that is as expensive as oil. They spread evergreen branches all year round, and oval leaves laugh in the rain and fog.

Soon after the orange blooms, it hangs green pearl-like young fruits. As time goes on, the young green fruit grows up gradually. In autumn, oranges are ripe, and after the baptism of autumn rain, the branches appear greener. Oranges sparkled in the golden sun. Wet by rain and fog, the color becomes more vivid. Small lantern-like oranges are dotted among green mountains and green waters, which is particularly dazzling.

Oranges are first green, then yellow and finally orange. It has two layers of skin, the first layer is hard and needs to be cut with a knife, and the second layer is soft and can be peeled by hand. You cut it open and bite it gently. It tastes sour and sweet, and the taste is delicate and soft. One night, I ate too many oranges, and my stomach ached at dawn. I advise you not to eat too many oranges at night, or you will have diarrhea!

I love oranges, and I love my hometown more.

My school is located in the center of Cheng Nan, where the environment is beautiful and clean. I am very happy and happy to study here.

Our school is a beautiful and clean place. As soon as we entered the school gate, a wide playground appeared in front of us. There are two kinds of runways on the playground, one is a straight track and the other is a circular track. Our playground is still a combination of table tennis table, basketball court and football field!

There is a garden near the playground with spring all the year round. There are colorful flowers with different shapes, such as red roses, pink azaleas, Chinese rose as white as snow and Phalaenopsis as golden as gold ... Some flowers bloom brilliantly like a small sun, some like many little stars, and some light up our campus like small lights. ...

There are two teaching buildings on the 7th floor east of the playground. This is where we study and study. There are 10 classrooms on each floor. The desks, chairs and benches in the classroom are arranged neatly. The sunshine shines through the window of the classroom, which is warm and makes the classroom very bright. There is an art building in the west of the playground, where we learn singing, painting and calligraphy ... it makes our after-school life more colorful.

Our school is a happy place. In the morning, students come to school from all directions to meet the rising sun. The teacher at the school gate greeted us with a smile. In the garden, flowers are swaying in the breeze, and the national flag is flying in the wind, as if to say, "Come on! Students! "

The "Ding Lingling" class began, and the students listened attentively to the teacher. The teacher always tries his best to give us lessons, and we learn very easily and happily. After class, everyone jumped rope, kicked shuttlecock and ran a race on the playground ... The playground suddenly turned into a sea of joy, with shouts, cheers and laughter one after another ... one after another, it merged into a happy song.

Our school is still a happy place. When we encounter difficulties in our study, the teacher always teaches us patiently; When we encounter setbacks, the teacher always gives us encouragement; When we are complacent, the teacher always reminds us not to be proud; When we are sick, teachers always care about us like their own children ... students also help and encourage each other like brothers and sisters. Living in this big family, we feel extremely happy!

I love our school, teachers as much as I love my parents, and classmates as I love my relatives!

I have admired the cross-sea bridge for a long time, and it is known as "the first bridge in the world". Today, with the help of my parents, I finally realized this dream. Finally, I saw the world-famous Hangzhou Bay Bridge.

; ; ; We bumped all the way to our destination by car. Hardly had I boarded the seawall when I was attracted by the scenery in front of me.

What you see is the endless sea. The gentle sea breeze makes the original sparkling sea surface appear fine waves in a blink of an eye, and the sun shines gently, making the whole sea surface bright and more charming. Looking west along this beautiful picture, I saw a dragon looming at the junction of the sea and the sky, lying quietly on the blue sea.

My uncle next to me told me that it was the approach bridge of the cross-sea bridge, ah! The approach bridge of the cross-sea bridge was so long that I almost screamed. I saw sparkling white sails under the bridge; On the bridge, flocks of seagulls wander on the bridge.

Without saying anything, I ran towards it along the levee. Seagulls hover over my head, and the sea breeze whistles in my ears. I am as excited as a happy bird. Soon, I came to the bridge, ah! I was blindsided at once. This bridge is really magnificent! Dozens of heavy cranes lift thousands of pounds easily with their powerful arms; Numerous transport vehicles roared forward with huge piers, and thousands of tons of cement poured into the piers. Ah! This pier is really high! I want to see its head, but I haven't seen the top hat fall to the ground yet.

That pier is really thick! Five people can't hold each other. ; ; ; Cross-sea bridge-the most bridges in the world, I am proud that I am from China, and I am proud that I was born in Cixi.

7. Composition: Huazhou Cuisine China is a big country with a population of more than one billion, with a vast territory and many ethnic groups. Every region and every nation has its own living habits and snacks with national characteristics. Such as sesame seed cakes, Lamian Noodles, glutinous rice balls, jiaozi, wonton and so on. Speaking of local snacks in my hometown, of course, it's beef brisket powder!

When you serve a bowl of steaming beef brisket powder and smell its irresistible fragrance, no one will want to eat it immediately. Every time I pass a stall selling beef brisket powder, I can't help but stop. For a time, my mouth became an ocean of saliva, and my stomach began to "beat gongs and drums" and asked me for powder to eat. So find a seat and order a bowl of beef brisket powder. After dust removal, look at its "appearance" wow! Rice flour as white as snow is like a rugged mountain road in a bowl and a fishing net, dense and dense; Green onions and crispy peanuts are like lotus leaves and lotus flowers in a pond; Large chunks of brisket are like towering mountains. Sometimes, I really can't tell whether this is a bowl of powder or a beautiful landscape painting!

Then let's cut the crap and eat! I picked up a string of rice noodles and took a sip. The soft rice noodles slipped into my mouth. Then I chewed it gently, and the powder was all loose and slippery. Put a piece of beef brisket in my mouth and take a bite. An indescribable delicacy overflowed my mouth in an instant. After swallowing, it is still full of fragrance. After drinking a mouthful of soup, a warm current spread from the mouth to the whole body, and the peculiar smell of incense made people feel like walking in a fairyland ... Only when you came to your senses did you find that everything was empty.

I have a question mark after eating this delicious powder. How is beef brisket powder made? With this question mark, I quietly came to the chef and watched him make powder.

I saw him pick out a bunch of cooked rice noodles from the basket, put them in a colander, scald them with boiling soup, pour them into a bowl, then sprinkle a bunch of colorful seasonings such as chopped green onion and garlic on the powder, then put those large brisket into the powder, and finally pour a special soup. With an appetizing aroma, the beef brisket powder is out of the oven!

This is delicious beef brisket powder in my hometown. How's it going? Are you drooling? Then what are you waiting for? Try authentic beef brisket powder as soon as possible, and you will be satisfied!

8. Composition: Walking into Huazhou (450 words) I love the small garden on campus, and I love the lush palm trees in the small garden.

We walked into the small garden with birds and flowers at a brisk pace, and the fragrance of osmanthus rose to the nose. The branches of osmanthus trees are covered with osmanthus in Huang Cancan, like bright stars all over the sky; The fence is covered with scattered pine trees, which seems to welcome us! In the lush and dense bamboo forest, birds sing from time to time; In the Woods, slugs are crying happily. There are several wonderful "cranes" standing in the crystal clear river. One seems to be playing in the water and the other seems to be singing.

What kept me from looking away for a long time was palm trees. It has a blue sky above its head and feet on the earth, like a tall and majestic giant, which is even more majestic under the sunshine. I looked up silently, its branches and leaves seemed to stretch out into the blue sky, and its body was like a huge Optimus Prime. In my eyes, it has become the embodiment of strength and a rock-solid model. I am as small as a poor ant in front of it. Palm trees are not as gorgeous as flowers, but they are tall and magnificent; Not as fruitful as a fruit tree, but it is strong and brave. Whether it is cold winter or hot summer, its trunk is always so tall and straight, and its leaves are always so lush. It adds vitality to the campus; It constantly gives us courage and strength to move forward.

I like palm trees, and I praise palm trees. I will try to be a palm tree in my life from now on, and I will try to be a palm tree in my career when I grow up.