My hometown, Hohhot, is a beautiful city. Although it is not like Beijing, where places of interest are everywhere, it is not like Shanghai, where high-rise buildings can be seen everywhere.

However, he has another unique landscape - the beauty of the four seasons.

Hohhot in spring is full of poetry.

In the park, the crystal clear artificial lake is full of boats.

The old people were fishing on the shore, experiencing the joy of waiting; the children were playing by the lake, and their hands were covered with mud, but they still had happy smiles on their faces.

In the green barriers on both sides of the street, the grass is struggling to grow upward, and various flowers are blooming to absorb every drop of rain and every ray of sunshine; if you walk under a lilac tree, you will feel a faint smell.

The fragrance is refreshing and refreshing.

Pitter patter, pitter patter,...listen, it's raining, and Hohhot in summer is even more unforgettable.

In summer, there are only two types of weather in Hohhot.

One is a rainy day, the other is a warm sunny day.

For example, in the morning, the hot sun was mercilessly scorching the earth, and the cicadas kept shouting "Cicada" and "Cicada" on the branches.

People kept waving their fans.

In the afternoon, the sky suddenly became dense with dark clouds. After a while, lightning and thunder came out one after another. At the same time, rain also came out, turning pedestrians on the street into "drowned chickens."

Summer is such a fickle season.

Composition The autumn in Hohhot is golden.

In autumn, the whistling north wind has an "intimate contact" with people's faces; in the countryside, farmers happily wave the sickles in their hands and cut off their year's hard work; on the roads in the city

, pieces, piles of leaves scattered messily on the road and streets.

Autumn in Hohhot is so beautiful!

Hohhot in winter turns into a world of pink makeup and jade.

In the mountain villages in the distance, the rivers are covered with silver; the nearby cities are pure white, and children are having snowball fights, making snowmen, and rolling snowballs in the snow. Their joyful shouts almost shake the snow off the trees.

The breeze passed by gently, and jade flakes were fluttering like snow powder in the wind, like a goddess scattering flowers, so beautiful.

ah!

Beautiful Qingcheng, I love you.

Hohhot in My Heart Composition My hometown Hohhot is a beautiful city. Although it is not like Beijing, there are places of interest everywhere, and it is not like Shanghai, where high-rise buildings can be seen everywhere.

However, he has another unique landscape - the beauty of the four seasons.

Hohhot in spring is full of poetry.

In the park, the crystal clear artificial lake is full of boats.

The old people were fishing on the shore, experiencing the joy of waiting; the children were playing by the lake, and their hands were covered with mud, but they still had happy smiles on their faces.

In the green barriers on both sides of the street, the grass is struggling to grow upward, and various flowers are blooming to absorb every drop of rain and every ray of sunshine; if you walk under a lilac tree, you will feel a faint smell.

The fragrance is refreshing and refreshing.

Pattering, pattering,...listen, it's raining, and Hohhot in summer is even more unforgettable.

In summer, there are only two types of weather in Hohhot.

One is a rainy day, the other is a warm sunny day.

For example, in the morning, the hot sun was mercilessly scorching the earth, and the cicadas kept shouting "Cicada" and "Cicada" on the branches.

People kept waving their fans.

In the afternoon, the sky suddenly became dense with dark clouds. After a while, lightning and thunder came out one after another. At the same time, rain also came out, turning pedestrians on the street into "drowned chickens."

Summer is such a fickle season.

Composition The autumn in Hohhot is golden.

In autumn, the whistling north wind has an "intimate contact" with people's faces; in the countryside, farmers happily wave the sickles in their hands and cut off their year's hard work; on the roads in the city

, pieces, piles of leaves scattered messily on the road and streets.

Autumn in Hohhot is so beautiful!

Hohhot in winter turns into a world of pink makeup and jade.

In the mountain villages in the distance, the rivers are covered with silver; in the nearby cities, they are pure white. Children are having snowball fights, making snowmen, and rolling snowballs in the snow. Their joyful shouts almost shake the snow off the trees.

The breeze passed by gently, and jade flakes were fluttering like snow powder in the wind, like a goddess scattering flowers, so beautiful.

ah!

Beautiful Qingcheng, I love you.

Composition about Hohhot in Inner Mongolia My hometown Hohhot Composition 1: My hometown Hohhot (331 words) My hometown is in the middle of Inner Mongolia. It is a beautiful city with beautiful scenery and rich products.

What impressed me most was the People's Park across the road from my home. Its scenery was not first-class, but it was full of memories of my childhood.

spring.