Hometown beautiful composition Xinxiang sixth grade 400 words urgent! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

The fallen leaves brought by the wind condensed my thoughts, the four seasons of my hometown! I will never forget it!

spring

The severe winter has passed, and spring has arrived in the unique breeze of spring. Spring in my hometown is beautiful and full of vitality. Winter jasmine blooms early, far and everywhere. Willow trees sprouted, and some even sprouted branches. They seem to be combing their hair when the wind blows. The earth in spring is different from the past, as if people came to a hundred flowers garden, colorful, dazzling, picking a few flowers, unconsciously intoxicated. Spring in my hometown is full of poetry. Poets love and praise spring. It is because of its beautiful scenery that many natural poems are brewing in spring.

summer

In the blue sky in July, the sun hung like a fireball, and the hot air smoked like a whip, which made pedestrians feel cool. Fruit and cicada are noisy together. Spring goes with the falling flowers, and summer is covered with green leaves jumping out of the warm wind. The sunshine in early summer in my hometown is faint with warmth. In summer, it is best to play chess in the moonlight of the lotus pond and gently shake the fan. That's great. In my hometown, there are many vendors selling popsicles in the street every summer. When I was a child, he attracted us most in summer. We always ask our parents for money to fill our stomachs.

autumn

Autumn wind is refreshing, driving away the hot weather and bringing a cool breeze. In the golden season, the leaves in the yard turn yellow, and the fiery red sun turns golden, shining warmly on the earth. The children are laughing, flapping and rolling in the fields, and they don't care if they are covered with mud. Just be happy. Playing steel balls, playing poker, throwing stones, and shooting-everywhere has become their playground, and the tricks are turned over and over, which is very lively.

winter

I don't really remember the winter in my hometown. I only remember that winter was spent in snow and children's laughter. Although winter is depressed, it is also wrapped in silver. Winter in my hometown is quiet and noisy. There was silence in the village when the children went to school.

Spring ushered in summer, summer ushered in autumn, autumn ushered in winter, winter ushered in spring-the four seasons in my hometown are changing, but his position in my heart will never change, and he will always be the first, because I love the four seasons in my hometown and love my hometown.