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The place with it is called hometown, imitation essay

1. Write an essay based on the place in your hometown 600

1. I love my hometown

Although my hometown is not as developed as the city, the scenery is particularly beautiful. < /p>

In spring, there are wild flowers all over the mountains and plains, set against the backdrop of tender green grass, full of vitality and fragrant; the dense forests are lush and lush. That was also the only way for me to go to elementary school, and I could see it every day The birds are dancing gracefully on the branches, listening to them singing cheerful songs; after a busy day, if you walk into the green ocean, listen to the birds and smell the fragrance of the flowers, you will definitely be in the olfactory sense. Produces happiness, can eliminate fatigue caused by a whole day's work, and thus effectively regulate people's spirit and emotions.

In summer, the clear river meanders by the village all year round; You will see little fish with their heads exposed, swimming around in the water like naughty children, sometimes blowing many small bubbles. The river nourishes tens of thousands of people along the way. It was our childhood natural paradise, and my friends and I often went there Chasing and playing there.

Autumn is the season of harvest, and the endless fields are golden. A gust of autumn wind blows through the rolling waves of rice. They are the fruits of the farmer's uncle's hard work. His rice is covered with beads of sweat. A bright smile appeared on his face.

In winter, there is snow everywhere in the mountains, on tree branches, beside rivers, and in the fields, like pear blossoms in full bloom. , dotted with the silver-covered countryside, making people feel a crystal clear, white, fairy-tale beauty.

The fresh climate in my hometown makes people feel extremely comfortable, but it is precious It is still the deep and rich customs, which are always present.

I love the mountains in my hometown, I love the river in my hometown, and I love the deep nostalgia in my hometown even more! 2. Imitate the full composition of Lu Xun's "Hometown"

Part One: Return to Hometown I braved the severe cold and returned to my hometown, which is more than 2,000 miles away and has been away for more than 20 years.

Since it was late winter, as we approached my hometown, the weather became gloomy again. The cold wind blew into the cabin, making a whining sound. Looking out from the slit, I saw a few rows of trees far and near under the pale yellow sky. A desolate deserted village with no vitality. My heart couldn't help but feel sad.

Ah! Isn’t this the hometown I remember from time to time in the past twenty years? Nothing like this is what I remember from my hometown. My hometown is much better.

But if I want to remember his beauty and describe his good qualities, there are no images or words. It seems like that's it.

So I explained to myself: The same is true in my hometown - although there is no progress, it may not be as sad as I feel. This is just a change in my own mood, because when I return to my hometown this time, I have no What a good mood. I came here specifically to say goodbye to him this time.

The old house where we have lived together as a family for many years has been jointly sold to another family name. The deadline for handing over the house is only this year, so we must hurry up before the first day of the first lunar month to say goodbye to the old people we know so well. House, and far away from the familiar hometown, moved to a different place where I was looking for food. Part Two In Hometown I arrived at the door of my house early the next morning.

Many broken stems of withered grass on the corrugated roof were shaking in the wind, explaining why this old house would inevitably change owners. The main family who lived a few rooms away had probably moved out, so it was very quiet.

When I arrived outside my house, my mother had already greeted me, and then my eight-year-old nephew Honger flew out. My mother was very happy, but she also had a lot of desolation in her face. She taught me to sit down, rest, and drink tea, not to mention moving.

Hong'er has never seen me. He stands far away and just watches. But we finally talked about moving.

I said that the outer apartment has been rented, and I have bought a few pieces of furniture. In addition, I need to sell all the wooden furniture in the house and add more. Mother also agreed, and the luggage had been gathered together. The wooden items that were difficult to carry were mostly sold, but they couldn't collect the money.

"You can rest for a day or two and visit your relatives and family, and then we can leave." Mother said.

"Yes." "And Runtu, every time he comes to my house, he always asks about you and wants to see you.

I have brought you home Let him know about the date, he may be coming soon." At this time, a magical picture suddenly flashed in my mind: a golden full moon hung in the dark blue sky, and below was the sandy beach. They were growing endless green watermelons. Among them was an eleven or twelve-year-old boy with a silver ring around his neck and a steel fork in his hand. He tried his best to stab a harpoon, but the harpoon twisted its body and turned back. Escaped from his crotch.

This young man is Runtu. When I met him, he was only over ten years old, which was about thirty years ago. At that time, my father was still alive and my family was well off, so I was just a young master.

That year, my family held a big sacrifice (3). This sacrifice is said to only happen once every thirty years, so it is very solemn. During the first month of the year, there are many offerings to the ancestors, and the sacrificial vessels are very particular. There are also many worshipers, and the sacrificial vessels must be guarded against theft.

My family only has one busy month (there are three types of workers here: those who work for a certain family throughout the year are called long-term workers; those who work for others on a daily basis are called short-term workers; those who also farm their own land, only during the Chinese New Year) Those who came to work for certain people during festivals and rent collection were called busy months), and when they were too busy, he told his father that he could ask his son Runtu to take care of the sacrificial vessels. My father agreed; I was also very happy, because I had heard the name Runtu a long time ago, and knew that he and I were the same age, born in the leap month, and the five elements lacked earth (4), so his father called him Runtu.

He can pretend to be a bird and catch small birds. So I look forward to the New Year every day. When the New Year arrives, Runtu will also arrive.

Finally, at the end of the year, one day, my mother told me that Runtu was coming, so I ran to see him. He is in the kitchen with a round purple face, a small felt hat on his head, and a bright silver collar around his neck. This shows that his father loves him very much and is afraid that he will die, so he made a wish in front of the gods and Buddhas. The circle caught him.

He was very shy when meeting people, but he was not afraid of me. He would talk to me when no one else was around, and within half a day, we became familiar with each other. We didn't know what we were talking about at that time. I just remember that Runtu was very happy, saying that he had seen many things he had never seen before after going to the city.

The next day, I asked him to catch birds. He said: "This can't be done.

It has to snow heavily. It snowed on our sandy ground, so I cleared out a clearing, used a short stick to prop up a big bamboo plaque, and scattered the grain. When I saw the birds coming to eat, I just pulled the rope tied to the stick from a distance, and the birds were covered under the bamboo plaque.

There were everything: rice chickens, horned chickens, etc. Wanderers, blue-backed..." So I looked forward to snowing again. Runtu said to me again: "It's too cold now. Come to us in the summer.

We go to the beach to pick up shells during the day. There are red and green ones, and there are also ghosts and ghosts. Guanyin Hands⑸ Yes. My father and I are going to pick watermelons in the evening, so you can go too.”

“Are you looking for thieves?” “No. If a person is thirsty and eats a melon, it’s not considered stealing here.

The ones to take care of are badgers, hedgehogs, and harpies. Under the moon, listen, the harpies are biting melons.

Then you pinch the fork. Walk gently..." I didn't know what this so-called animal was at that time - and I still don't know it now - I just felt that it looked like a puppy and was very ferocious for no reason. "Doesn't he bite?" "He has a harpoon.

When you get there and see the harpoon, you stab him. This beast is very smart. He runs towards you and then escapes from his crotch.

His fur is as smooth as oil..." I never knew that there are so many new things in the world: there are such colorful shells on the beach; watermelons have such dangerous experiences. I only knew that he was in the fruit industry before. It's just sold on the phone. "In our sandy land, when the tide is coming, there are many jumping fish that just jump, with two legs like frogs..." Ah! There are endless strange things in Runtu's heart, which are unknown to my ordinary friends.

They don’t know something. When Runtu was at the beach, they, like me, only saw the sky at the four corners of the high wall in the yard. Unfortunately, the first month passed and Runtu had to go home. I burst into tears and he hid in the kitchen, crying and refusing to go out, but he was finally taken away by his father.

He later asked his father to bring me a pack of shells and some nice bird feathers. I also gave him things once or twice, but we never met again. Now that my mother mentioned him, all my memories of when I was here suddenly flashed back. 3. Lovely hometown composition (write about a certain place in my hometown)

Zhuanghe, my lovely hometown

Hometown, a name that makes people feel comfortable and nostalgic; hometown, An awe-inspiring and mesmerizing place. If you ask me where is my hometown? I will proudly tell you: She is Zhuanghe City, a famous coastal city. She is like a bright pearl inlaid on the north bank of the Yellow Sea.

The beautiful sea is a beautiful scenery in my hometown, and the sea is even more beautiful at night. As the saying goes: "The river and sea in Lunzhuang are beautiful, and the sea is the most beautiful at night." The sun has not yet set, and the afterglow of the setting sun is shining on the sea. The sea is shining with golden light, and seagulls fly on the sea from time to time, using their white and beautiful The wings pick up the golden waves, and their movements are so graceful and charming. Slowly the sun hid in the dark green embrace of the Western Mountains, and in an instant, the sea water turned from blue to dark green. At this time, when you look at the green mountains, small islands, and fishing boats in the distance, they seem to become farther away, smaller, and hazy. Even the sound of the waves hitting the rocks seems to have become slower, louder, and deeper. After a while, countless stars and lights suddenly appeared on the sea in the distance, including red, green, white... When you look closely at these lights: some are still, some are flowing, and some are blinking rhythmically. I don’t know how long it took, the stars slowly climbed up into the dark blue night, and the moon reflected that beautiful body on the sea. At this time, when you look at the night on the sea, it will be even more charming. The moon's shadow slants across the sea, as if it is dressing up. The sea was silent, as if everything had frozen. The waves, accompanied by the refreshing sea breeze, gently hummed its soothing and gentle nocturne.

The green hills, lighthouses, and boats on the sea in the distance seem to have fallen asleep. At this moment, they are sleeping soundly in the arms of the sea like babies, occasionally moaning in their dreams. The moon sprinkles pieces of silver fish scales on the dark blue sea, but the stars are like a group of naughty children playing hide and seek with the sea.

Zhuang River not only has beautiful water, but also beautiful mountains. Because there are all kinds of trees planted on the majestic mountains, including pine trees, cypress trees, maple trees... there are countless trees, so the air here is particularly fresh. Looking from a distance, the tall trees are like soldiers in green military uniforms, guarding our lovely home day and night. In spring, colorful and colorful flowers bloom everywhere on the mountain, and the entire mountain forest is filled with rich floral fragrance. Behind the mountain is a lush pine forest. In the morning, a thick milky fog enveloped the land. The pine forest seemed to be immersed in thick fog, and the green pine leaves were covered with dewdrops. As long as the pine leaves were shaken gently, the dewdrops would fall down, making us all wet. After a while, the fog dispersed, and the sunlight penetrated the pine treetops like a sharp sword and shone into the pine forest. The pine forest became lively. Birds flew from this pine tree to that pine tree, and the pine trees woke up from their sleep, showing off their beautiful "dense hair" under the sunlight. At noon, dense layers of pine leaves sealed the pine forest tightly, blocking people's sight and blocking the blue sky. Night fell, the round moon quietly climbed up the treetops, the bright moonlight shone in the pine forest, the wind blew gently, the birds slept in their warm nests, the surroundings were quiet, and the entire pine forest fell asleep.

This is a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters, a paradise for leisure and vacation. The boundless sea, the surrounding towering green mountains, the green trees and red flowers in the mountains, and the newly built wide and flat coastal road, with shaded trees and flowers on the roadside, plus tall buildings made of pink and jade. Like bamboo shoots rising from the ground in spring, the garden flower beds beside the buildings and streets each show their unique colors. Walking in this hot land really makes people feel like "walking on the road is like swimming in a painting".

My lovely hometown-Zhuanghe, you are the song in my heart! I would like to turn into a wave, a big tree, run forward with you and thrive together. 4. A composition imitating Lu Xun's "Hometown"

It's holiday, I left the reinforced concrete city and reunited with my hometown that I haven't seen for more than ten years.

The Chinese New Year is almost here, but I am not here either. I saw a few more people. The sky was overcast, and a heavy snow was brewing. On the bluestone path, there were several neglected pavilions far and near. The fields were a mess, and there were a few fluffy straw men. The cold wind blew straight into me. My heart is so cold that it’s about to be broken into pieces.

Hey! Where is my hometown? .

My childhood hometown is much more beautiful than this, but I have no impression of it. Now that I see my hometown, it seems like a forgotten village. I know that all the young and capable people have run away. When we arrived in the city, the only ones left were old people who were dying. In fact, I should have known that, but I still had a glimmer of hope for my hometown. Now it seems that it has gone with the cold wind.

< p> This time I went home to celebrate the New Year, mainly to visit my grandparents (my grandfather had an accident and may die soon, and I am his only grandson). And in the second half of next year, I will go to another place to study. Before that, There is no time to go home. I have to register on the eleventh day of the first lunar month, and I have to go back to my mother before that. I must leave here before the eighth day.

When I walked to the entrance of the village, I saw smoke curling up from the roofs of every house. Everyone was cooking dinner. As soon as we arrived at the door of the house, the dog ran out and barked at me. Grandma came out to open the door and happily took the big and small bags in my hand. When we entered the house, Grandpa was lying on the bed. He was also happy to see me. I am speechless. There are many porks and a big pig head hanging on the wall. 5. Write a composition about my hometown

My hometown

My hometown - Baoji (this is your hometown) Change your name. Then introduce the geographical location of your hometown), at both ends of the Guanzhong Plain. The Qinling Mountains are its southern barrier, surrounded by mountains, and the Wei River flows through the middle of the city. From the information I checked, I learned that its total area is 18,202 square kilometers and its population is 3.72 million. In 1994, it was rated as a "National Advanced City for Landscaping and Greening." In 1995, it was rated as a "National Sanitary City." In 2005, it won the title again. It has won the honorable titles of "National Sanitary City" and "National Environmental Protection Model City". I'm so proud of my hometown!

Baoji is the ancient place of Emperor Yan and the birthplace of Qin culture. The rituals and music of the Western Zhou Dynasty, the laws of the Qin and Han Dynasties, the majestic style of the Tang Dynasty, and the charm of the Song Dynasty have left rich and vivid imprints on this land. With a profound history, prosperous cultural relics, dotted cultural landscapes, and unique natural scenery, my hometown is truly an ancient and modern city. Here is the famous Famen Temple at home and abroad; the mausoleum of our ancestor Shennong - Emperor Yan; the mausoleum of King Qin; the national Taibai Forest Park; and the fishing site of Taigong Jiang Ziya - Diaoyutai. Every year, many tourists from home and abroad come to worship the Sakyamuni Buddha, the founder of Shennong and Buddhism. The scene is grand, spectacular and lively.

Today's Baoji roads are wide and lined with high-rise buildings. There are many trees and flowers planted on the roadsides. There are even many bonsais placed on both sides of each bridge. They are brightly colored and pleasing to the eye. Especially at night, neon lights flash in the streets and alleys, and the city is like a beautiful big garden.

In major supermarkets and bazaars, you can’t get enough of all the clothes, supplies, and food. From early morning to dusk, there are huge crowds of people, and the smiles on everyone’s faces are enough to show people’s happiness and contentment.

The biggest change in my hometown is the complete transformation of the river beach that used to be overgrown with weeds. The Weihe Park was built on the Weihe River. It is really like "the red brick paths are like blood vessels, and the high pole lanterns are like the moon hanging". There is also a beautiful beach with green shades. People come here every morning to do morning exercises and take a walk in the evening to enjoy life. When the Wei River is dammed and impounded, there are many wild ducks on the clear and calm water from time to time, chasing each other and playing happily in the water. There are also water parks and artificial waterfalls built on the Wei River. Whenever the bright sunshine shines on the river, the buildings on both sides of the river are reflected in the water, which is really beautiful. When you walk on the bridge, you will linger and feel relaxed and happy.

My hometown has two forest belts and one piece of water. The city is in the water, the water is in the city, the mountains are clear all year round, and the green shade is like a canopy. It is really an ecological garden city surrounded by mountains and rivers.

The mountains in my hometown are lovely, the water in my hometown is lovely, and the people in my hometown are even more lovely.

Lovely hometown, lovely hometown people. I love you

Everyone has a hometown, and I am no exception. My hometown is beautiful!

The magnificent sea, the mirror-level West Lake...these scenery are intoxicating, but the water in my hometown is more beautiful than all of them! The water in my hometown is so quiet! It’s so quiet that you can’t feel it flowing; the water in my hometown is so clear! It is so clear that you can see the sand and gravel on the bottom of the river; the water in my hometown is so green! ; Green as if it were a piece of flawless emerald!

The majestic peaks of Mount Tai, the red leaves of Fragrant Mountain... these scenery are unforgettable, but the mountains in my hometown are more beautiful than all of them! The mountains in my hometown are so amazing! One after another rises from the ground, like an old man, like a giant elephant, like a camel, and there are many strange peaks in various shapes; the mountains in my hometown are so beautiful! Like a green barrier, like new bamboo shoots, the colors are bright and reflected in the water; the mountains in my hometown are so dangerous! The dangerous peaks stand tall and the rocks are jagged, as if they will fall over if they are not careful.

The charming and beautiful Jolin Tsai, the loud-singing Sun Yat-sen... these characters are hard to put down, but the people in my hometown are better than these people! The girls in my hometown are as beautiful as flowers, and the boys in my hometown are handsome and unrestrained. These are all physical beauty. But that's not enough! People in my hometown have a kind heart. They know how to help others and care about others. How about it? My hometown is indeed beautiful! There is something even more beautiful! Even though I use the most beautiful language and the most beautiful poems, I can’t describe it. It’s better for you to come and appreciate it in person!

Beautiful hometown - I love you 6. My hometown essay 300 words imitation 23 lessons with central sentences

My hometown is a picturesque place surrounded by mountains and rivers place.

In front of the village, there is a crystal clear river. Under the sunlight, it sparkles like someone has sprinkled a lot of gold. Unknown small fish were swimming happily in the river. Some of the small fish were swimming really fast, even faster than the students in the race! Behind the village are lush green mountains. On the mountain, big trees tower into the clouds, like patron saints, guarding the safety of villagers near and far. Each grass is like a jasper-decorated grass. Just like me, I want to grow taller quickly. I will not be outdone and try my best to grow upward, giving the mountain a green dress. Next to the village, there are shops with rich, cheap and high-quality goods and a wide and long road. Whenever I have time, I will run to the store to buy something to eat. Every time after eating, I always feel happy.

This is my hometown, a place so beautiful that no one can paint it. 7. Primary school students write a composition about a place in their hometown

The mountains in my hometown are very high, so high that it’s like chatting with white clouds holding hands! Among the many high mountains, there is a mountain called Jinshan. There is a village at the foot of Jinshan called Jinshan Village. Jinshan Village is rich in caladium, and every household in the village grows caladium. Every October, people of all ages in the village go to the fields to plant caladiums. Although my father works in the city, when it is time to plant caladiums, he will return to his hometown to help his grandmother grow caladiums. In April of the next year, the caladiums matured, and the fat and white caladiums lay quietly in the fields, waiting for the hard-working people to harvest. If you go to Jinshan at this time, you will definitely smell a not-so-pleasant smell. It is the farmer uncle who is smoking the Fritillaria with sulfur!

Jinshan Village also processes dried powder. The freshly processed dried fruits are delicious. The aroma alone will make people want to taste it. The dried noodles produced here are fine and white and are very popular among people. They are also sold to the county and other counties and cities!

Growing fritillaries has made people in my hometown rich. Many villagers have built new houses and bought cars. The roads in the village have become wider and wider, from the original uneven tractor-taught roads to the wide ones now. Flat cement road. In addition, the environmental sanitation in my hometown is getting better and better. When I go home during the Chinese New Year, the roadsides are clean.

I think tomorrow will be better in my hometown!