1. I love the Han Xianyan in my hometown. A 400-word essay. I love the peach blossoms in my hometown. The peach blossoms in my hometown are very beautiful. The peach blossoms in my grandpa’s place are even more beautiful!

My grandpa lives in Shashui Village in Songgang. Maybe you have been there to buy peach blossoms. If you take the No. 22 bus from my house to my grandpa's house, it will take less than 10 minutes. It is very convenient. Get off at the entrance of their village.

I saw a large area of ??peach blossoms by the village, thousands of them, and a sign beside the tree with the six characters "Thousand Acres of Peach Blossom Base" written on it. On the eve of the Spring Festival, the peach blossoms bloomed very brilliantly, a large area of ??red, like

A red ocean. Many people come here to buy peach blossoms. They shuttle among the peach blossom forests, like a group of fish swimming freely in this sea of ??flowers. The road in front of the village is full of parked cars.

There are all kinds of cars, especially on the 28th of the year, the fleet is like a long queue. On that day, the peach blossom field is full of people, more lively than the market. Grandpa is too busy. 2. I love Cuilan in my hometown, 260

30 words for grade 3 composition Hometown, this ordinary word; hometown, this ordinary environment; hometown, this place full of life, contains my love for it and hides my deep longing for it. I love my hometown

The blue sky. It is extra blue, extra high, extra bright and clear. Look at the white clouds like cotton candy, look at the lively jumping birds, and look at the blue jade plate.

The gems, so beautiful...so beautiful...I can't help but sigh. I love the small roads in my hometown. It feels so solid, so comfortable, and so kind when I step on them. I prefer them to the city roads.

The roads in my hometown, although the roads in the city are flatter, are unfamiliar to me, but the small roads in my hometown are completely different. You see, the pebbles in my hometown are my friends, and the little flowers are my partners.

, the busy little bees went to collect nectar without even having time to say hello, so beautiful... so beautiful... 3. I love the hibiscus trees in my hometown. A 300-word essay. There are several hibiscus trees planted next to the playground of our school.

Tree.

New green leaves grow in spring, then slowly turn to dark green.

The leaves are lightest at the top and become darker at the bottom.

The leaves are basically symmetrical, with a thick vein in the middle and many small veins on the side, very regular, and they all come together at the bottom point.

This tree shows a bright smile as soon as summer comes.

Its flowers flutter in the wind.

It has a long flowering period, from July to October, and from summer to autumn.

In early summer, when its flower just grows, it is a small bud, wrapped in leaves, green, with a little rose red at the front of the bud, which really has the flavor of "a little red among the green bushes".

"It's really hard to find it when looking for it in the bushes. The buds are at the front, and they are not afraid of the wind and snow. But the hibiscus flower has been subjected to the scorching sun and heat, but it still smiles. If you don't look carefully in the bushes,

, it’s really hard to find it.

After a while, the buds bloomed with a smile, and bright red petals burst out. They were smooth to the touch, and the receptacles were a little prickly to the touch.

When the flowers are half-open, they look like several children hugging each other.

When the petals are completely exposed, the color begins to become lighter than at first, changing from pink to peach.

Its petals are very beautiful, with some white markings, and the color at the bottom is very red, turning into light pink.

Standing from a distance, it looks like a skirt, dancing with the wind. It's so beautiful, so beautiful.

Some are fully open, some are half open, and some are buds, a piece of pink with green receptacles. Isn’t it often said that red and green look good?

It's a pity that each flower only has a lifespan of one day. Once the day of the rosy holiday passes, it will automatically shrink inward, hide under the green leaves and slowly wither. It will be fully prepared to bloom tomorrow, absorbing as much rays from the sun as possible, so as to facilitate the flower's blooming.

Tomorrow's bloom.

Although this beautiful hibiscus flower is not as magnificent as the peony, not as unstained as the lotus, not as colorful as the chrysanthemum, and not as fragrant as the osmanthus, it can withstand the sun and becomes even more scorching like fire.

The more beautiful the flowers bloom, the more prosperous they are.

She has the spirit of not bowing to difficulties and her openness to face life with a smile is admirable.

4. I love the fields of my hometown, a 400-word essay on the square. I love the fields of my hometown. I love the beautiful Yalong Bay; I love the pleasant Xingkai Lake; I love the majestic Forbidden City. However, what I love most is the fields of my hometown.

In spring, grandpa always loosens the soil and then sows the seeds of hope with a smile.

Whenever this happens, I smile and wish for a good harvest this year.

I sometimes daydream about whether a sacred tree can grow out of the land, with all the vegetables growing on it.

It's a pity that it's just a daydream.

In summer, the cherry trees are almost fruiting, and some vegetables are growing taller.

Grandpa will pick small cherries at this time and give them to us to eat.

Although it’s very sour, it’s still better to make it at home!

In autumn, corn, potatoes and other vegetables are harvested.

Grandpa will send these vegetables to the house.

Grandpa said that the vegetables outside are all full of pesticides, but the ones at home are safe and nutritious, killing two birds with one stone.

It's winter, and it will naturally snow. When it snows, the entire land will be covered with heavy snow.

I like lying on the snow and looking up at the blue sky.

That feels so good!

Listen to the wind blowing gently in your ears and watch the clouds flow gently in the blue sky.