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The following is a collection of essays on the topic of loving my hometown. It is for reference only. Let’s take a look.
Hometown Love Topic Essay 1 When encountering difficulties, the first thing that comes to mind is hometown. When encountering happiness, the first thing that comes to mind is hometown. Overseas wanderers first think of hometown. The poets of ancient and modern times love to sing about hometown most. Hometown is the harbor of the human soul.
, I love my hometown and everything about my hometown.
The sky is so ordinary, but as long as you are in different places and with different mentality, the sky you see has a different flavor. The sky in your hometown is always so blue - translucent blue and refreshing blue.
There are often clouds in the sky, like cotton, like white snow, like catkins, dazzlingly white.
But sometimes, it is like a thin layer of gauze to decorate the sky.
Occasionally, a few birds flew by in the sky, singing and making noise, like playing or laughing. In the end, even the sky under the setting sun smiled - and turned red... Fields are one of the sources of income for farmers.
, but if you take a closer look, you will also feel that it is a unique painting. Look, the wind blows slowly, the sorghum nods frequently, wild flowers bloom in the field, and the fruits emit fragrance.
In autumn, the image of people plowing with sickles has become a picture of "Peasant Harvest Picture". Although the heart is sweet, the body is bitter, and although the body is bitter, the heart is still sweet... The people in my hometown are the most beautiful - what does the east have, what does the west have?
The family never needs to ask, and the master will bring things to share with the west family.
When the owner is away and the children come back from school, even if the owner doesn’t say anything, the Xi family will invite the children to be guests - there is no intrigue in their hearts, only simplicity and kindness. With them, you will only feel the strong local humanity and kindness.
The intimacy between people.
They are also very hardworking. They work at sunrise and return at sunset every day. They get a good harvest in the fields through sweat. The green wheat seedlings grow because of their hard work. They don't care about the beauty of their appearance, but their hearts.
But it is the most beautiful and pure... Hometown, my hometown.
Everything about you is a beautiful picture, let me appreciate it, let me miss you.
I love my hometown and that will never change.
Love Hometown Topic Essay 2 There are thousands of beauties in the world, but the most beautiful in the world is my hometown.
My hometown has flowing rivers, green grass, tall trees, flying heroes... In spring, the grasses that have been sleeping for several months begin to open their hazy sleepy eyes; the weeping willows by the river also
Not to be outdone, she spit out her soft green buds; the evergreen pine tree seemed to be unconvinced, and its dark green needle-shaped leaves began to turn green.
Coupled with the moistening of the drizzle, within a few weeks, everything showed its green leaves.
In summer, the grass is green.
Like a big green carpet, the weeping willows by the river are reflected on the river. Coupled with the reflection of the flowers and grass by the river, the river turns green.
The flowers are blooming in the bright sunshine.
At this time, the hard-working bees enjoyed the joy of labor, and the butterflies flapped their beautiful wings and danced gracefully among the flowers, as if to show people their colorful swirling dance.
The dragonflies flapped their enviable wings gently, playing in the water for a while, and dancing among the flowers for a while.
Autumn, like a painter, uses his magical pen to depict various colors, making the golden earth reveal a green atmosphere.
The farmers in the suburbs were all smiling, immersed in the joy of the harvest.
The golden rice in the rice fields is waving and nodding, as if to celebrate people's harvest. The red apples, sour oranges, and sweet persimmons are all hanging on the branches, which is a fruitful scene.
In winter, the northwest wind blows loudly, and the goose-feather-like snowflakes fall down one after another. After a while, the snow has piled up several feet thick, and the earth seems to have turned into a world of pink makeup and jade.
The naughty boys built a snowman and had a snowball fight. Even the quietest girls couldn't resist the temptation and started a snowball fight.
The children's laughter shook the snow off the trees. Some animals seemed to be conquered by the snow and disappeared, but the red-crowned crane was still immersed in the beautiful scenery of his hometown.
I love my hometown where birds are singing and flowers are blooming.
Love Hometown Topic Essay 3 In my hometown Dake, there are many local products, such as: crystal grapes, golden loquats, red pomegranates... But these are not my favorites. My favorite is my grandma’s house.
The ordinary orange tree in the yard.
Birds chirped on the thin willow branches, and spring flowers bloomed everywhere.
The orange tree has also begun to sprout, and these small green leaf buds are playfully emerging from the branches.
Seeing this colorful world at a glance, they waved and jumped to me happily. Sometimes they hugged their tree trunk mothers, and sometimes they shook their little heads, as if praising themselves: "I'm wearing a new dress again, look."
, how beautiful I am!" The spring rain was rustling, and from these naughty little green leaves, white and fat little flower buds popped out. The little flower buds grew quickly and bloomed in a few days.