Write a composition on the theme of beautiful hometown.

I like the four seasons in my hometown.

In my mind, the four seasons in my hometown are the most beautiful.

In spring, weeping willows sprout, peach trees blossom and the river flows quietly. Frogs croak and birds sing excitedly on the branches. My brother and I were just about to dive when we smelled a fragrance. Aunt, what flowers are in bloom? We follow the footsteps, oh! It turned out that the snow-white pear blossoms in the yard opened.

In summer, the trees are lush and cicadas are barking, so the "black" at home has to stick out its pink tongue. The lotus flowers in the river are so fragrant and gorgeous, and the water drops on the lotus leaves are like falling dew, like pearls with broken lines, like bubbles spit out by fish, and like …

Autumn is full of fruits, and the dates on the jujube tree are ripe, showing a sweet smile; Apples are red, and children turn red when they eat them; The persimmon on the persimmon tree is ripe, like a burning lantern ... The farmer's uncle is very happy. He is carrying a basket to pick fruit.

In winter, goose feather-like snow falls from the sky. At this time, naughty children are playing in the snow. Suddenly, there are more brothers and sisters in the snow, and the snowflake falls on your skirt and shoes ... When you wipe off the naughty snowflake, it becomes a small drop of water.

I love my hometown, especially its four seasons.

I like the four seasons in my hometown.

Although my hometown is very ordinary, it is worth our appreciation. My hometown is a remote mountain village with many people, forests, flowers and trees, different scenery in different seasons, and farmers' uncles have different plans. ...

Spring, accompanied by smoke, fog, yarn-like drizzle, quietly came to the world, putting on new clothes full of vitality for Mother Earth.

Under the spring breeze, the grass straightened and stood upright, standing a body that had stood the test of winter. Under the nurturing of the spring rain, it absorbed enough nutrients and put on a light green shirt. Peach blossoms are smiling, white pears and wild flowers are everywhere. Under the call of spring, they compete to open up, compete for novelty and beauty, and dress up their mothers beautifully. Under the spring breeze, the delicate "Miss Liu" has long hair fluttering charmingly.

In the fields, the spring sunshine melted the snow. Green wheat seedlings are floating in the wind, and golden rape attracts a large number of bees. The farmer's uncle carried a laundry list on his back and went to the field to start hard spring ploughing. Because spring is the season of sowing.

Summer is the hottest season in the whole year. Summer is interesting. We gathered some friends to play in the forest. When the wind blows, it always feels hot. In the afternoon, when people are free, just take a bath, take a walk with a fan and chat. The lotus flowers in the fish pond opened, and the lotus leaves were squeezed and stood motionless in the lake. Lotus is unknown. Hard work. The fruit trees are full of lovely fruits. Mulberry provides nourishment for our silkworm farmers, although it is not as beautiful as Miss Liu, nor as tall and thick as birch. He is so great and selfless, isn't it that we silkworm households are hardworking and dedicated? Summer is beautiful.

Autumn, it also came quietly, quietly. In a blink of an eye, Mother Earth changed into a golden dress.

It came quietly, went to the field, and the fragrance of rice was fragrant. From a distance, the crops in the field are undulating in the autumn wind. Looking closely, the rice bent over with laughter, the sorghum blushed, and the corn was happy ... because of the bumper harvest, the farmer's uncle was very busy.

It came quietly and walked into the fruit tree forest. This is fruitful. There are persimmons like lanterns, grapes like pearls, red Huang Chengcheng and purple Yingying ... so cute. Large and small, deep or shallow, countless, the children climbed the tree, picked a fruit and took a bite. My Sweetie is crisp and sour.

Winter came quietly. Autumn passed quietly, and Mother Earth changed into a white and flawless dress.

When I came to the hillside, I saw white snow, which made the children very happy As the saying goes, "Xue Rui heralds a bumper harvest year", and farmers get together happily to talk about snow. The branches are covered with furry balls, which is really "like a strong wind in spring, blowing at night and blowing open the petals of ten thousand pear trees". Xue is a makeup artist, and she soon turned the trees into beautiful "princesses". The ground is covered with a soft white carpet, and the air is full of sky.

Ah! What a beautiful hometown. What a beautiful country. Let people linger. The countryside is not a city, but it uses land over the city!

I like the four seasons in my hometown.

Do you know what I like about my hometown? I like the four seasons in my hometown.

In spring, the earth is covered with a green coat. Peach branches are covered with beautiful peach blossoms, which look like fire from a distance. The stream is singing around my hometown and flowing happily. The willows by the stream spit out light green leaves. Various bugs are also very active. Bees are buzzing around, busy collecting honey from flowers. Little ants lined up in a neat long line looking for food. Birds are chirping on the branches in front of the window.

In summer, the lotus leaf in the lotus pond is like a large piece of jade, and pearl-like dew rolls on it. Graceful lotus flowers exude a strong fragrance, and crickets sing a ditty.

In autumn, the earth changed into clothes and put on gold. The yard is decorated with all kinds of flowers. Osmanthus fragrans greeted the audience with its rich fragrance. There are colorful lotus flowers with different shapes, some of which are like curly hair on a beautiful girl's head, and white chrysanthemums spread their wings like lovely pigeons. This field is a new scene. The heavy ears of rice in the paddy field are bent, and the cotton like white clouds is tired with a breeze.

In winter, snowflakes fall in succession, covering villages and fields with a white blanket. Children are having a snowball fight and making a snowman. With a pipe in his mouth, the old man is happy to watch the heavy snow in the village.

You know what I like? Why do you love the season in your hometown?

I like the four seasons in my hometown.

People often like to praise spring, and my hometown, whether it is spring, summer, autumn and winter, will be intoxicating.

When everything recovers, colorful spring comes. The mountains turned green, the water turned green and the grass sprouted. Ducks barked and jumped into the arms of the river. Colorful flowers are in full bloom in Shan Ye, and some beautiful butterflies are flying around the flowers. The branches draw out green branches and buds, and a gust of wind blows again and again, and the willows sway with the wind, as if to show her graceful figure. A group of naughty children went up the mountain to dig wild.

In summer, the sun is like fire, and the burning sun shines strongly on the earth. The cicada in the tree cried happily, as if to say, "It's really hot! It is really hot! ..... "Adults are lying under the tree with fans to enjoy the cool, while children are lively with empty Chinese chestnuts and playing under the tree. At night, adults lie on long wooden chairs, staring at the starry sky, blue sky and twinkling stars, which blink their curious eyes at the earth. Singing "Nightingale" together, like singing a beautiful and eye-catching song, has been sending you to a sweet dream.

In autumn, the orchard is full of fruits, bending the trees. Just as you walked into the orchard, those fruits made your mouth water and made you want to eat at once. The children poured into the orchard and filled their small pockets. The wheat in the field bent with heavy laughter, and the golden coat envied the butterfly. The golden corn body was wrapped tightly, and the red sorghum bent down with laughter.

In winter, Snow Girl quietly came to the world, clothed the mountains with silver, and left again. It was all white in the morning, and Wan Li Jiangshan became a world of powder makeup and jade. A bright plum blossom was born on the wall, and the silvery white world was particularly bright. Poplar trees covered with leaves are covered with fluffy shiny silver bars, like white corals, and the dead flowers in the flowerpots are full again.

How beautiful and charming the four seasons in my hometown are! I love them!