1. A 300-word essay on watermelon, a specialty of my hometown. My hometown is in a mountainous area, where there are continuous high mountains.

The watermelons grown in the mountains are particularly large and very sweet.

I especially like to eat watermelon from my hometown.

In March, the farmer uncle was busy planting.

Watermelon seedlings greedily absorb the nectar from the mountains.

A few months later, the watermelon flowers bloomed. The watermelon flowers were small, yellow, blooming in clusters. Under the sunlight, they looked like small umbrellas, attracting countless flowers.

Industrious bees.

The watermelons in our hometown are very big, each weighing more than 20 kilograms.

It's round like a basketball, but its color is dark green with a few black patterns.

Large, round watermelons lie quietly on the mountains, absorbing nectar and waiting for the farmer uncle. In summer, watermelons are ripe.

The farmer uncle picked the watermelons down from the mountain one load after another.

When you break open a watermelon, the flesh is very red and the skin is very thin.

Take a bite, it's very sweet, like honey.

The juice is particularly strong.

The well-deserved alpine watermelon.

The more we eat, the more we want to eat. Every year when we go back on vacation, we have to buy several of them.

It is said that the watermelons in my hometown grow on high mountains without environmental pollution or pesticides, so they are truly green food.

It can supplement vitamins and nourish the skin.

Friends, if you take a leave of absence and come to my hometown, I will definitely treat you with the biggest and sweetest watermelon.

Make your own paragraphs 2. Watermelon, a specialty of my hometown (three explanation methods) 400-word essay There are many snacks in my hometown, such as box cakes, pot side paste, tofu balls, and stinky tofu.

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But my favorite is the stinky tofu.

From time to time in the streets and alleys of Pucheng, there are tempting calls: "Come and buy, authentic stinky tofu, fragrant and cheap!" When it comes to stinky tofu, all of us Pucheng people will give a thumbs up.

Stinky tofu smells bad but tastes delicious.

Today I went to the street with my mother, and I begged her to buy me stinky tofu.

I saw the stall owner taking the inch-square pieces of stinky tofu out of the "brine" and frying them in the oil pan.

At this time, you can hear bursts of "squeaking" sounds.

After about two minutes of frying, the strings of stinky tofu will be cooked, and the stall owner can eat the strings of stinky tofu neatly.

I took the stinky tofu and put it to my mouth and took a bite. "Wow, it's so delicious!" I couldn't help shouting.

I devoured the stinky tofu as if the delicacies from the mountains and seas were not comparable.

Unknowingly, I ate a bunch of stinky tofu. At this time, I felt that my mouth was so spicy that it made me breathe heavily.

The mother next to me smiled and said to me: "Do you want a bunch?" I scratched my head and replied sheepishly: "I think so, but my belly is too small." After hearing this, my mother pointed at my belly.

The head said: "You little greedy cat." After saying that, we all laughed.

I love all kinds of snacks in my hometown, but I love the stinky tofu in my hometown even more.

3. Write an essay on the specialty of hometown: Big Watermelon, about 100 words. I love the big watermelon in my hometown. My hometown is in Dali County, Shaanxi Province. There are many specialties in my hometown, but the one that impressed me the most was the Tongzhou Big Watermelon.

In spring, the farmer uncle sowed watermelon seeds in the field and watered the watermelon seeds with sweat, turning it into a green watermelon field.

In summer, watermelons are ripe.

At this time, I really want to eat watermelon.

In summer, the weather is very hot, and the sun in the sky ----- you will be blinded by the dazzling sunlight just by looking at it. Just when my mother and I were about to turn on the fan, grandma took out a big watermelon and said:

"Stop turning on the fan, it wastes electricity. Let's eat a big watermelon." Grandma cut it with a knife, and only heard a "bang" sound, and the watermelon broke into two halves.

After taking a bite of watermelon, I felt much cooler. After eating a piece of watermelon, I forgot about the heat just now.

I love the big watermelon in my hometown, and I love my lovely hometown even more.

4. How to write an essay on I love watermelons in my hometown. Today, when you walk into Xi'an, what you see in front of you is a watermelon greenhouse next to another.

Like the waves in the sea, each wave catches up with the other, stretching into the distance.

The two plastic films covering the ground in the greenhouse are densely covered with emerald green melon vines.

The melon vines kept stretching all around, as if they had endless energy.

The melon farmers were busy among them, and the familiar figures reminded me of an interview.

Last summer, the young reporters from our school's "Little Eagle Trumpet" went to interview Aunt Ding, an expert in melon growing. Aunt Ding received us warmly.

I first asked: "Aunt Ding, why did you choose to grow melons?" Aunt Ding said: "I have loved the soil in my hometown since I was a child, and I love the watermelons nurtured by this land even more. I dream of becoming an expert melon grower like my grandfather.

When I grew up, I started growing melons under the guidance of my grandfather. "What's the secret to your success in growing melons?" Li Xinyi asked eagerly.

"Please come with me!" We followed Aunt Ding to the field. Among the green melon leaves, there were watermelons as big as basketballs.

Aunt Ding introduced us: "At first, I only planted a few acres of land. At that time, melons were only available in summer, and the harvest had to be good.