My hometown is in Qian County, northeast of Baoji, about 150 kilometers away from Baoji.

Watermelons, apples and other fruits are abundant here.

Famous snacks include: Saozi noodles, beancurd noodles, Qianxian Guokui... The scenery there is beautiful.

Spring brings vigorous vitality to all things on the earth. The green grass and colorful flowers on the meadow dance gracefully in the breeze, and colorful butterflies dance gracefully.

The tall trees beside the beautiful river have become homes for the birds.

The hot summer is scorching the earth. People by the river hold houses and fishing rods in their hands and sit by the river to fish. The fish in the river swim freely and play hide-and-seek with the fishermen.

The game is so cute.

People couldn't stand the heat, so they rushed to the swimming pool to swim, and the naughty cicadas sang songs for people.

Summer is happy.

Autumn is the harvest season. The leaves on the trees turn yellow and the flowers fade, but the chrysanthemums bloom extremely beautiful flowers. In the garden, all the flowers fade, but you can smell the fragrance emitted by the chrysanthemums.

There was a refreshing fragrance, and the farmer uncle showed a sweet smile when he saw the harvest fruits all over the yard.

There is an apple tree planted in our yard. Whenever my grandpa and grandma go to their hometown, they will pick a big bag of apples for me. This year is another bumper year!

In winter, the biting north wind blows, and there is ice and snow everywhere. People have to be careful when walking. If you are not careful, you will fall.

We children like to skate on the ice the most. Now you bump into me, and now I bump into you. Looking around, there are falling children everywhere, but we still have a lot of fun.

My hometown is beautiful, my hometown is hot, my hometown is yellow, my hometown is cold, because of this, I love my hometown the most.

A 500-word composition on Beautiful Xianyang Quack!

"Quack, quack, quack!"

"The crisp cry of the mother duck came from the distance, followed closely by the childish cries of a group of ducklings. The sound was high and low, forming a beautiful symphony. The cries became louder and louder.

The sound got louder and louder, and finally they were getting closer. This was a family team: the leading mother duck was walking swaying from side to side, and a group of ducklings behind were lining up in a panic, looking left and right. After all, they had never seen anything big, so they were not as good as their mother.

Calm and quiet. Suddenly, several little ducks stepped on the air and fell into the sewer beside the road. The little ducks on the road suddenly panicked and became a mess. The mother duck who was rushing in front heard the sound and came, only to see those few ducks.

A little duck paddled its flippers vigorously in the sewer and screamed loudly, as if to say: "Quack!"

Where is this? I want to go up. Mom, save me!

"The mother duck was also very anxious. She circled the sewer a few times and stuck her head in, trying to rescue the little duck. But the duck was not a giraffe. How could its neck be so long? The mother duck looked east and west, hoping.

After finding the rescuer, suddenly her eyes lit up and she ran forward. A patrolman was on duty. Mother Duck ran over, called to the patrolman a few times, and then returned to the "accident place". When she arrived at the "accident place",

When the mother duck found that the patrolman did not follow, she went back and dragged the patrolman towards the "accidental location" with her mouth. The patrolman resisted desperately and played a tug-of-war with the duck. After all, ducks are not as powerful as human beings, so the mother duck still failed. The duck still failed.

When the mother saw that the duck was too hard, she gave it a soft one. Then she bit the patrolman's trouser leg, raised her head and quacked. The patrolman then understood that he had followed the mother duck to the "accident place". When the patrolman arrived, the little ducks had already

The commotion turned into a pot of porridge, as if the camp had exploded. "Oh, so that's it!

"The patrolman understood. She hurriedly reached down and reached out to save the duckling. After a while, the duckling was fished out. Looking at the frightened little duckling, the patrolman said: "Pay attention to it in the future." The mother duck patted the soaked duckling.

The little duck seemed to be comforting them: "Don't be afraid, dear, be careful in whatever you do in the future." The mother duck rubbed the patrolman's trousers again and quacked a few times, as if to say: "Thank you.

, saved my little babies, you are such a good policeman!

"After saying that, he led his little babies and walked back step by step. The rolling Wei River flows through the south of Xianyang City. The river is wide, like an unfolding historical picture.

It shows the pace of the evolution of history here and depicts the ancient dreams and subsequent prosperity of this place. The vast Biying Plain lies in the north of Xianyang City. The soil is deep and it is like a historical annals, recording the rise and fall of the Zhou, Qin, Han and Tang Dynasties.

The great creations and beautiful pursuits of the working people. Open the historical picture and brush away the dust of the years. The splendid history and culture of Xianyang are dazzling and colorful. According to archaeological data, there were already people in Xianyang four to five thousand years ago.

Primitive humans lived and multiplied here, and it is known in history as the "Yangshao Era". It is said that in the 3rd century BC, during the Wuding period of the Shang Dynasty, the descendants of Si Tianguan Wu Hui were granted a title in the Beiyuan area of ??Weicheng District (now a district of Xianyang City) and established it.

The "Ying" Kingdom, also known as the "Cheng" Kingdom, was the fiefdom of King Wen of Zhou's father Ji Li in the 11th century BC.

"Bi Ying Kingdom".