Hometown beauty copy

Beautiful scenery of hometown (selected 46 sentences) 1. The light from the sun is getting higher and higher, the sea is sparkling and colorful everywhere, and the sea is covered with a golden veil. On the coast, grandpa's white beard turned into a golden beard, aunt's cheeks became more ruddy ... the sea turned purple, and the waves and purple were spectacular. I couldn't help shouting, "How beautiful! It's beautiful! " Am I in a fairyland, a dream paradise? 2. The beauty of autumn is a kind of hazy beauty, like watching ink painting. Qiu Li also has joy, and every smile is mostly from the heart. When the fruit in the orchard is ripe, Uncle Orchard smiles from ear to ear. When the wheat in the local area was ripe, the farmer's uncle smiled. When the chrysanthemums in the park are in full bloom, the flower watchers show a knowing smile. Autumn is far more than that ... 3. The snow falling on the tree is like pear blossoms full of trees; The house over there is also wrapped in white, and pedestrians walk on the soft snow, leaving footprints behind them. The happiest thing is our innocent children. We laughed and chased in the snow. The red faces are blooming in the silver world. Some people make snowmen, some have snowball fights, some skate, some roll, some somersault ... This is not so much a silver world as a paradise for children. At first, the snow was scattered, just beautiful little snow particles. Then, a cold wind blew, and snowflakes like goose feathers fell one after another. Soon, a whole new world appeared before us. Layers of snow cover this beautiful city like a huge wool blanket. In the moonlight, it glowed cold silver. Home is not only a square room, but also a beautiful and luxurious arrangement. The most important element of family is our feelings, and we manage with our heart. Because of this feeling of concern, we feel warm and relaxed. I care because of love, and I miss you because of love. 6. Home is a pair of slippers handed by my lover when I return; Home is the smiling face of children jumping into their arms; Home is a steaming piece of rice on the dining table; Home is a sweet double bed reflected by the bedside lamp ... 7. Home is a deep love language; Home is nagging; Home is a trivial day that is turned over from page to page; Home is a string of red peppers hanging under the eaves ... 8. The breeze blows in waves, and there are soft clouds floating in the sky, which feels like lying in my mother's arms. Green shoots have sprouted on the earth, and the fruit trees on the mountain have blossomed their petals. Under the warm sunshine, the earth is full of vitality. Everywhere is full of joy. Under the warm sky, warm spring brings people a warm feeling. This kind of spring is the best and happiest artistic conception I yearn for. 9. Listen to the songs of nature composed of birds singing, the sound of running water and the rubbing of leaves, taste pure natural sweet and delicious wild fruits, and imagine the vibrant scene of small animals playing freely and happily in nature in your mind, and you will truly be integrated with nature. At that time, the troubles have already drifted to the outside of the cloud nine, and you will enjoy the true joy from nature! 10. Walk along the winding path to the mountain, and you can enjoy the beautiful scenery of the hill along the way. Weeds and wild flowers are everywhere on the forest path. These clusters are deep and shallow, red and yellow, with different shapes and colors. The original ecological flowers and plants have a unique "wild beauty". And in order to protect themselves, they always snuggle under the tree. In this way, there are trees everywhere. Driven by the wind, the branches and leaves of trees sway gently, like waving their hands, and the sunlight coming out of the cracks in trees changes with the swing of branches. At this time, the forest path is like a shining avenue of stars, which is beautiful! The beauty of the forest is no less than that of the sea. The vigorous branches set off several years of vicissitudes. The leaves have withered, but they also have a unique charm. The breeze is blowing naughtily, fiddling with the branches and leaves. Finally, the leaves couldn't stand the wind and left the branches that had been snuggling for months. They began to float, but still unwilling, like a dead butterfly, showing an imperceptible beauty in the air. Finally, they drew a perfect arc in the air and landed in their lives. But they dedicated their beauty to mankind and completed their mission. 12. The beauty of autumn is everywhere in my hometown. Even formed a golden ocean. I passed by in the field and took a casual look at the cornfield, but my eyes suddenly straightened up and stared at this vast cornfield. I saw that the corn was golden yellow, standing upright in the sun, greedily sucking the bright sunshine, and finally growing in the sun. The wind blows everywhere, fiddling with them, and rolling like waves from a height, forming a golden ocean. This sea reveals a joyful atmosphere, and the whole sea is telling, telling the meticulous cultivation of farmers' uncles. The farmer's uncle was submerged as soon as he entered the sea, but they obviously liked being submerged because they created it themselves. 13. Autumn is the alternate season in Xia Dong, the sweet season, and the season that farmers' uncles look forward to most. In the field, you will see abundant grains, laughter and sweetness everywhere. In the field, it is still golden, but it is a bleak scene of autumn wind, blowing and blowing, and a few dead leaves fall down. But only the maple leaf is very happy, red and beautiful, and he laughs like a dream. 14. The waterfall that falls straight is its roaring like a crack; The gurgling stream is its beautiful piano sound; The gurgling spring is the display of its wonderful sound; The roaring pines are the mountain's protest against the strong wind; The crisp ticking is the record of the mountains to the past years. 15. The farmland in my hometown is full of joy. Every corn in the farmland is full, and everyone stands upright, just like a proud guard; There are some manes on the corn tip, which looks like an old man with a beard. People in the orchard are not idle, and fruit farmers are picking kiwifruit hard. Seeing the good harvest this year, the fruit farmers smiled. I believe I can get a good price in the market here. Don't look at these kiwis, they are ugly; It's fluffy, but it's delicious. After peeling off the skin, there is green pulp inside and black seeds in the middle. Sweet and sour. 16. Spring has come quietly. When the first rain of spring fell on me, I sang the first song of spring. The rain stopped quietly, and the spring sun shone on me. The spring breeze is surging, and countless willows touch me with their delicate little hands. Miss Spring helps to spread a green carpet on the ground to revive everything! 17. Home is the warmest place. At home, you can do whatever you want, without bondage, fear and freedom. If there is anything wrong with society, you will find that home is your warmest harbor. 18. Home is like a harbor where ships dock, like the land trampled by trees, like a nest where birds rest, and a shoulder to lean on at any time. As beautiful as flowers and pure as jade, fresh and elegant, warm and moist. Even if it is "n power", it is still the same. Happiness is the destination of the soul. 19. Home is warm and sweet, which can relieve people's cold in winter and bring spiritual comfort to people. 20. What is home? Home, a family that is hard to give up, a warm collective and a world full of love, is a warm and moving topic forever-here, parents hold up a clear sky for their children with love umbrellas, and children offer their parents a cup of fragrant teas with filial piety; Here, there are feelings between teachers and students, friendship between partners, and even in the magical animal world, there are touching stories. 2 1. What is home? Home is the post station of life. When you are confused, you know the street lamp. In life, there will always be times when you are tired or lost. The trifles of life and the troubles of study will make you breathless; The temptation of money, demanding too much material will make you lose your way. At this time, your home is like an elder, which will make you lose your way. 22. What is home? Home is a part of our life and a long and wonderful episode of life. He took everything for us. When we are traumatized, we don't have to be sad, because home has become our life partner and our confidant. 23. What is home? Home is a shelter from the wind. Harmony, tranquility and comfort at home ... Home is a kind of understanding, dedication, care, holiness, tolerance, acceptance and harmony. 24. What is home? Home is a sun. Mom and dad's happy smiles merge into a ray of warm sunshine. 25. Summer in the country is not as hot as that in the city. Old people sit leisurely in rocking chairs under the table, shaking their swords; The children ran around the tree, sweating with fatigue; The women sat around and talked about some household words. On a quiet summer night, crickets sing touching songs, and the wind blows through the treetops, making a rustling sound. The river lowered its tone and gently accompanied Qin to form a euphemistic lullaby. 26. The fields in the countryside are gorgeous: rape blossoms show smiling faces; Winter jasmine lined up to pay tribute to spring; Peach blossoms attract swarms of bees to collect honey; Pink pear blossoms are covered with branches; Xiaolan's flowers are so bright and so many. The breeze blew and pervaded the surrounding villages. 27. In summer, the sun scorches the earth. If there is a river behind their house, next to the stone bridge in under the greenwood tree, you will see a group of children playing in the water, splashing from time to time, like Bai Lianhua in full bloom. No one will know what happened between colorful streams and stones. 28. In the charming countryside, you are greeted by colorful, pure and beautiful flowers, such as peony, impatiens, cockscomb and dahlia. They are simple and somewhat gorgeous, showing a unique farm scenery. Sunlight is like a golden seed. Sunlight bathed the flowers, like covering them with a layer of gold gauze, and they stood in front of the door in colorful colors. 29. In rural fields, you can see yellow or green. Yellow is a big wheat field. In spring, they are green, a bit like lovely grass, and they like to wear bright green clothes; In summer, the wheat field changed into dazzling light yellow new clothes; Every straw has a plump ear, which is very cute. Then the green is on the vegetables. Look: cabbage, radish, potato, rape, corn ... they are all in front of you. The flowers on Tanobe are red and purple. Look, some little bees are buzzing in the flower heart to collect honey. 30. Every room and every window is dragging a wanderer home. Who is it, dancing in the golden autumn, making the earth fragrant and the eaves full of fragrance? 3 1. A country song, lying quietly in my mother's arms, hanging quietly in the treetops, let the whole jungle guard a home. 32. Nearby, there is a golden paddy field. A night breeze blew and the rice fell together, which made me feel like I was in a golden ocean. On the edge of the rice field are rows of loofah racks, and the vines are covered with golden flowers. Hard-working bees hum while collecting honey. On the green watermelon field next to the towel gourd shed, although there is no bee singing, there is the joy of this harvest. Look, the watermelon is lying in the arms of Guaman's mother like a fat doll, and the afterglow of the sunset caresses them gently and urges them to sleep. 33. Then I came to the back of the yard. There is a hill in the distance, like a little dragon playing on the shore of the lake. Not far away, several big stones stuck to the ground between the green grass paved a winding path, and scattered peas and broad beans were planted between the green grass on both sides of the path; A few piles of soil slopes are covered with lovely little honeysuckle, and the fragrance is refreshing; There are three or five children chasing each other in the field. A little red face stared at us. Face covered with a layer of crystal sweat, like a blooming jasmine. There was a cry in the distance. I love the lake, I love rape, I love Metasequoia, and I love my home. That voice echoed in my ears for a long time. The path in front of the village leads to the other side of the mountain and carries many hopes. One day, you and I will walk on that country road, the road that belongs to our hearts. Open your heart, hold a bunch of autumn wind and decorate the whole country. 35. Spring is the most beautiful season in the countryside. All kinds of flowers are in bud, like shy little girls; The grass poked its head out of the soil and looked curiously at the colorful world; Trees pull out green branches; The farmer's uncle drove the cows to plow the fields, followed by many starlings and egrets. Some of them flew very low, while others jumped to catch insects. Little ducks also join in the fun, swimming around in the water and playing. 36. There is a huge pond surrounded by green grass, which is as green as a flawless emerald. There are many white ducks playing in the pond. Suddenly, a small fish quietly surfaced and blew a small bubble. Clever as it is, it can't escape the duck's eyes. They can't wait to dive into the water and swim quickly. One of them caught the little fish and swallowed it suddenly. 37. Autumn is a harvest season, and the countryside becomes a golden ocean. Shan Ye rice fields have put on dazzling new clothes. Corn is ripe, so are sorghum and soybeans. The rice stalks are full of ears, and the rice waves in the breeze are like a beautiful staff. Spikes of rice are jumping notes, which write the joy and joy of the farmer's uncle after the harvest and record the hard work and sweat of the farmer's uncle. 38. Looking at the distance, ah, what a beautiful picture; Soft sunset glow, gorgeous clouds, lying on the mountain not far from the horizon, clusters of villages built on the mountain, smoke rising from the roof of the house ... grandma said before; A layer of mountains and rivers, a layer of people. I hope these mountains are daydreaming; What kind of landscape and people are behind the mountain? Here you can't see the traffic in the city, and you can't hear the noise of various stereos in the city, but it is full of this mystery. 39. On the path of the field, the grass sticks out from the ground and looks around as if enjoying the beautiful scenery carefully. The grass is full of colorful flowers, as if it were a small ornament painted on a green carpet. The river next to the path is very shallow and clear, there are small fish swimming in the river, and there are sand and stones shaking at the bottom of the river, so you can see it clearly. 40. Looking for distant memories along winding paths, carrying buckets and painting rural farmhouses and Shan Ye filled Shan Ye with buds. 4 1. In autumn, the sky is crisp, many flowers begin to wither and the grass gradually turns yellow. Chrysanthemums dance in the autumn wind, which sends letters in all directions. In this harvest season, the sea of rice in the field turns up golden waves; The soybeans are full. The farmer's uncle's face is filled with the joy of harvest. 42. In autumn, colorful leaves, like butterflies, weave a golden carpet for the earth, and let my father-in-law put on warm clothes. Let it not feel cold in winter. Flocks of geese fly from the north to the south for the winter. 43. The blue sky in the morning is shrouded in clouds, and the surrounding scenery is hazy, just like a fairyland in a fairy tale. After a while, the sun rose from Ran Ran in the east, and the fog gradually disappeared. There is smoke on the roof of the village. I stood at the foot of the quiet mountain and looked around. The trees on the mountain are lush, like a green ocean, and the mountain is full of colorful flowers, which seems to put a dress on the mountain. The bottom is also inlaid with emerald-like lace. The steep rocks between the blue sky and white clouds have different shapes. A clear stream winds down the hill. The stream clinked against the rocks and played cheerful music. The smooth pebbles under the stream are clearly visible, and the mountain clouds are also reflected. A group of small fish are swimming happily in the water. A gust of wind blew and the water rippled. The lark's song came from a distance, and I was caught. 44. There are mountains and water, flowers and grass in the countryside, which is beautiful. Hosta is no exception. She asked Chunchun to make herself a set of green spring clothes, which looked beautiful. 45. The path is quiet, the euphemistic birdsong is gone, and the orange sunset is gone. The stars came to the party and the moon came with graceful steps. The stars blinked, so naive. The affectionate cowherd and weaver girl are probably watching this night scene, too! 46. The water in the pool is crystal clear. The fish in the water wear beautiful contact lenses. Cabin. Smoke sets each other off; Tall trees and short willows are pitching; Green grass, flowers in full bloom, butterflies flying; Everything here is thrown into the embrace of the river.