My hometown covered bridge writes a composition.

1. It was a white morning, an unforgettable morning and a red morning.

In the "rumble" of firecrackers, I opened my confused eyes, washed quickly, put on the new red clothes my mother gave me, and looked at me in the mirror, feeling that I was a unique princess in the world. At this time, I am both happy and a little sad. I want to be a spoiled little girl in my mother's arms forever, and I want to grow up quickly and become a slim girl. My heart seems to fly far away. ...

"Linlin, come down! Come down quickly! It's snowing. Have a snowball fight! " Alas-the father who never played enough dragged my heart back, so I hurried downstairs. Wow, the scenery in front of us is so beautiful. Naughty little snowflakes fall like dancing, changing the surrounding environment and falling to the ground, as if laying a thick blanket on the ground. Falling on a tree, like wearing silver; It landed in the car like a fresh cream cake. This beautiful snow scene makes people immerse themselves in the fresh air. It turns out that the earth put on new clothes on the first day of the new year. Looking for it for a long time, I didn't see my father. At this time, a snowball flew over and hit me firmly, and I fell to the ground. There was a laugh in the distance. Hum! This "smelly" father bullied me. I secretly made two snowballs and put them behind me. I stared at my father getting closer and closer, and there was an imperceptible sneer on my face. I suddenly threw those two snowballs out, one threw them away and the other hit my father in the stomach. Snowballs flew away like countless dandelions. I smiled and said, "Want to bully this young lady? It's not that easy! " Dad was shocked and smiled again! This big boy's father never laughs enough. Let's change the name-"Laugh every day" hee hee. ...

In this cheerful atmosphere, we set off red firecrackers and smoke bombs to welcome the arrival of the New Year. My mother said, "From a distance, my daughter is like a red flower blooming in the snow. How beautiful!

Friend, did you have a snowball fight and set off firecrackers on the morning of New Year's Day?

On the Sunday of my "first flight", my father came back from a business trip in Nanjing. He said to me mysteriously, "I brought you a present." Then, like magic, I took out a small red plane. 9 cm high, 23 cm long, wing width 16 cm, with propeller on it. In the middle, I cherish the land and protect my home. June 25th this year is the 20th Land Day in China. We should advocate a low-carbon life, don't consume too much resources, and we should continue to develop. In the last week of summer vacation, I was bored in Shanghai for more than a month and returned to my hometown-Jianhu from Shanghai. Since I landed, I have been accepting what many people have silently paid for me, from my parents, to my alma mater, which led me to the knowledge hall, to my teachers and classmates who lived and studied with me. In so many compositions about National Day: I have classes all day today! I still have to stay up late at night. I wrote two compositions of more than 500 words from 7: 00 to 1 1! Shit, what should we do? Ha ha! Today's subtitle course is exactly the same as yesterday, not bad! Thank the Lord Jesus! @ #&..., the garden was not worth a day, and the garden of the great poet Ye Shaoweng withered. He heard that the local gardens are great, so he goes there more often. Ye Shaoweng arrived there in high spirits. Seeing the beautiful scenery around me, I can't bear to hurt them. So, he thought: I should like catching fish. On this day, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and there are no clouds in Wan Li. My brother and sister rushed to the lake as soon as they finished eating. I took the lead, followed by my brother and finally my sister. Come to the small lake, "wow"! The small lake is crystal clear, and even the pebbles can be seen clearly. Cooking for the first time today. It's sunny and sunny. I get up humming a tune. Walking through the kitchen, I saw my mother putting fruit. I have a good idea. I immediately went over and muttered in a naughty voice: "Mom _ _, I, chalk's self-report, hello everyone! I am an ordinary chalk, and my home is big and beautiful. Colorful colors dazzle you. What colors do you have? Let me tell you, there are white, blue, red and yellow. . On Sunday, my father took me to the seaside to play. When I arrived at the seaside, I immediately put on my bathing suit. I was so excited that I didn't even bring my swimming ring, so I was floating on the sea. I swam to the seaside and asked my father, who smiled and blinked. No, faithful homing pigeons are people's most loyal friends. Its body is not big and its feathers are white cotton. As long as people tame the homing pigeon, it can put the letter to be sent at its feet, and the letter can be sent to the place you want to go. Do you want to ask, "How did the homing pigeon come back?

2. Write a composition on the bridge in my hometown. Qinglong Bridge was built by the people of our county with hard work. It is a symbol of our people's unity and forge ahead. I love the beautiful Qinglong Bridge. Ah, the bridge in my hometown, I love you, because you have brought great convenience to the people in my hometown and made great contributions to the construction of my hometown.

Bridge in hometown

Shanxi Province Liulin No.1 Primary School Class 4 (3)

I like the single-plank bridge across the stream, the stone arch bridge with boats underneath, the pontoon bridge with wooden boards connecting boats, the cable-stayed bridge across the river, the unique zigzag bridge, the majestic overpass and the Qinglong bridge in my hometown.

Qinglong Bridge is located in the east of the county seat, across Liulin Qiliyaohe River. The bridge is150m long and 33.5m wide. It is a 5-span prestressed concrete hollow structure, which is flood-resistant once in 50 years and earthquake-resistant at level 6, with a total investment of16.42 million yuan, which was basically completed on National Day in 2003. You can pass four big trucks at the same time. There are sidewalks, guardrails and street lamps on the bridge deck. Near the bridge, there are two fountains, Liaoyuan Square and Qinghe Middle. On holiday nights, street lamps, fountains and colored lights on the bridge deck decorate the bridge very beautifully.

Qinglong Bridge connects the two banks of the river, which facilitates people's communication. Adults say that when the bridge is not built, it is inconvenient for people to go around a big circle to get to the other side of the river. Now with this bridge, people can go directly to the other side of the river without wasting a lot of time. Qinglong Bridge not only connects the two sides of the strait, facilitates the exchange of people on both sides of the strait, but also decorates our beautiful county.

Seen from a distance, this bridge is like a jade belt fluttering in the wind. The traffic on the bridge is dazzling. At night, the lights are bright and the colors are very beautiful. Every winter, the steam on the Qinghe River curled up, and the horizontal blank fog was boundless. Young girls in Li Qian are squatting by the river, playing with their clothes, dotted with red clothes and green clothes. The river bed is wide, the water surface is flat and the waves are rough. Qinglong Bridge spans the Qinghe River, which is even more spectacular. The river is crystal clear, reflecting the Qinglong Bridge in the water.

To the west of Qinglong Bridge is the beautiful Qinghe Park, which is full of colorful flowers and fragrant flowers. The red, yellow and green grass crawled out of the embrace of Mother Earth, embroidered a beautiful carpet for Mother Earth, and pulled out many new branches and leaves from the small trees. Birds fly to the branches every day, singing melodious songs. The bird's song is so crisp, loud and beautiful. The scenery here is so beautiful, just like an elegant and unique landscape painting, so beautiful. There are many fitness equipment in the park, and people of all ages exercise all year round, which makes the vicinity of Qinglong Bridge a moving and beautiful picture, showing the beauty and grandeur of Qinglong Bridge.

Qinglong Bridge was built by the people of our county through hard work. It is a symbol of our people's unity and forge ahead. I love the beautiful Qinglong Bridge. Ah, the bridge in my hometown, I love you, because you have brought great convenience to the people in my hometown and made great contributions to the construction of my hometown.

Is this the one below? This is my Putonghua exam. There is a winding river near the simple home village. There is a curved stone bridge in the river and an arched bridge on both sides. Every day, whether it's the crow in the abortion, the bright sun in the sky or the moonlight, footprints and sweat are printed on the bridge. That is the villagers' pursuit of multifaceted hope and the realization of beautiful reverie. Curved bridge, singing softly from time to time, showing a comfortable smile from time to time. Therefore, my naive mind once dedicated my heart to Xiao Qiao: you are a silver crescent moon, shining brightly in the world; You are a shining sickle, cutting the flowers and fruits of laughter; You are a swinging pole, stirring a colorful tomorrow! Oh, that bridge came into my dream. When I am wandering in a foreign land, the rivers in my hometown are always surging in my heart, and I always see arched bridges in my dreams. When I went to southern Xinjiang to explore the northern country, my dream became full, adding red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple. After more than 30 years, I returned to my hometown with frosted flowers. The first important thing is to visit this small bridge. Ah! Where's Joe? Is it hidden? There is a rainbow in the river, shining with the morning glow. Oh, the magnificent bridge is open-minded, the roar of cars, the flute of motorcycles and the jingle of bicycles play a symphony together; Steel bars and fabrics from the south, oranges and poultry from the north, paint a picture of communication and joy ... ah! The bridge of transformation conveys the news of hometown progress and reveals the voice of hometown prosperity. The spring breeze of the times and the pursuit of beauty suddenly reminded me of the song I sang to Xiao Qiao when I was a child. Oh, the bright sunshine is shining, the fragrant and sweet flowers and fruits are coming, and the colorful years are opening! The surging river in my heart stirs sweet waves. I looked up at a blue sky and muttered: the bridge in my hometown, the bridge in my dream! Excerpted from Qin Shihuang's Bridge in My Hometown.

There are not many bridges in my hometown, which are not as beautiful and strange as cable-stayed bridges, as long as Zhao Zhouqiao and as magnificent as Zhupu Bridge, but in my heart, they are the best bridges in the world, because they are convenient for people and decorate their "home" Swan Lake. They also add endless interest to us. They are the zigzag bridge and the stone arch bridge.

On the morning of the rest day, adults all went to the stone arch bridge to practice swords, dance and chat, and the whole bridge became lively. We children play games and hide-and-seek on the zigzag bridge. At this time, the reflection of zigzag bridge and stone arch bridge appeared on the sparkling lake, just like two long snakes roaming in the water, very beautiful!

At noon, people went home in twos and threes, and the whole lake was quiet again. At this time, the zigzag bridge and the stone arch bridge are quietly lying on the lake whispering, and even Swan Lake is unwilling to disturb them and rest quietly in the warm sunshine.

In the afternoon, it's lively here again. Adults are walking and running on the stone arch bridge. We chase, play and catch tadpoles on the zigzag bridge. The whole lake seems to be immersed in an ocean of joy. A sunset slanting down, spread on the water, red can be seen everywhere, very comfortable!

Gradually, the night came quietly, and the moonlight reflected and fell on the bridge, as if to put a golden coat on the bridge. These two bridges are picturesque and amazing.

The bridge in my hometown brings people infinite reverie and endless joy. I love the bridge in my hometown!

4. Bridges in my hometown The earliest bridge left in the memory of 600 words is the small bridge.

Hometown should also be regarded as a water town. There are many winding ditches and many natural bridges around the village.

The ditch in my hometown is not wide, just a dozen meters. The bridge over the ditch is simple. They are often the two piers below and several long and wide stone slabs above. These slates are not closely arranged, and there is usually a big gap between them. However, this kind of bridge is relatively stable. Although there is no bridge fence, I am not afraid to stand on the bridge and watch the water flow under it because the ditch is very narrow and the water is not very deep. This Zhong Shiqiao has been called a decent bridge in my childhood hometown. They are all built on the important roads leading to the outside from my hometown, and they have to bear people running over animals. Although the stone bridge looks rough, it can withstand the wind and rain of time. Few people in the small village know when these bridges were built. Most of the stories about these bridges are rumors that they accidentally slipped off the bridges. Although the long history of this bridge has never been mentioned, it can be imagined in retrospect, because the thick slate on the bridge deck has been worn out, and the corners of the stone that should have been square have disappeared, becoming round and becoming hieroglyphics of the history of the stone bridge. The narrow pore between two stones is due to long-term rain and snow erosion!

On some rural roads, bridges built with wooden stakes and branches connect the banks of ditches. These bridges are temporary and don't need to spend too much manpower and financial resources, but they are also difficult to last. Generally speaking, villagers find it inconvenient to walk to the ditch and have to wade across the river or take a long detour. If it's ok to wade in summer, it's hard to wade in other seasons, and it's even harder to wade with heavy loads; If you go around, the road will be too far, because the ditch is usually very long, which will waste a lot of time. So some villagers spontaneously organized themselves and agreed to cut some branches, make thick bridge piles and pave the bridge deck with thin ones. The branches on the bridge deck are paved very thick. After paving, lay a thicker layer of soil on them, and step on them to build the bridge. It is very convenient for people to walk steadily on this small bridge. They don't have to trek or walk far anymore. They will like this temporary bridge and be grateful to the people who built it. It's just that the material of this small bridge is too thin, or maybe it's just that an ox cart accidentally walks across the bridge, and the bridge will be deformed. If it rains heavily, the soil on the bridge will be taken away by the rain, and the bridge will show its skeleton. After the rain, an industrious villager will mend the skin on the bridge again. However, Xiao Qiao's life is still too short. Maybe a year later, it will only have some traces left, and it can no longer undertake its previous mission.

On the narrow road where some people seldom walk, you can occasionally see a wooden bridge by the ditch. A piece of wood lies alone on the surface of the water, watching the water below every day, waiting for someone to climb over. The wooden bridge is always scary. Walking on this bridge always makes them feel scared and powerless, but in order not to wade and bypass, they can only take risks. I remember when I first walked on the wooden bridge when I was a child, I was so scared that I rolled and crawled with my hands and feet. When I crossed the bridge, I was sweating all over. Although it was only a single bridge, it undertook the mission of the bridge and shortened the distance, but now such a bridge has disappeared and can no longer be seen.

I love the bridge in my hometown.

There are not many bridges in my hometown, which are not as beautiful and strange as cable-stayed bridges, as long as Zhao Zhouqiao and as magnificent as Zhupu Bridge, but in my heart, they are the best bridges in the world, because they are convenient for people and decorate their "home" Swan Lake. They also add endless interest to us. They are the zigzag bridge and the stone arch bridge.

On the morning of the rest day, adults all went to the stone arch bridge to practice swords, dance and chat, and the whole bridge became lively. We children play games and hide-and-seek on the zigzag bridge. At this time, the reflection of zigzag bridge and stone arch bridge appeared on the sparkling lake, just like two long snakes roaming in the water, very beautiful!

At noon, people went home in twos and threes, and the whole lake was quiet again. At this time, the zigzag bridge and the stone arch bridge are quietly lying on the lake whispering, and even Swan Lake is unwilling to disturb them and rest quietly in the warm sunshine.

In the afternoon, it's lively here again. Adults are walking and running on the stone arch bridge. We chase, play and catch tadpoles on the zigzag bridge. The whole lake seems to be immersed in an ocean of joy. A sunset slanting down, spread on the water, red can be seen everywhere, very comfortable!

Gradually, the night came quietly, and the moonlight reflected and fell on the bridge, as if to put a golden coat on the bridge. These two bridges are picturesque and amazing.

The bridge in my hometown brings people infinite reverie and endless joy. I love the bridge in my hometown!

6. The composition of the hometown bridge "The world is big, and there are no wonders." Speaking of bridges, I am no stranger. The bridge is the connection and continuation of the road, and it is also the road, the road where there is no road.

There are all kinds of bridges, but what I like best is not crossing the bridge to the sea; The underground passage passes through the long street; Sanyuanqiao, butterflies fly out of the sky; Anzhen Bridge, the pearl around the flower terrace, is not the Yangtze River Bridge that falls like a rainbow, but the zigzag bridge in my hometown. The small bridge in my hometown is named Jiuqu Bridge because it has nine bends.

Seen from a distance, it looks like a long Wolong. There are 22 piers under the bridge, which firmly support the bridge body, and there is a bridge fence next to it.

There are three pavilions in the middle of the bridge with beautiful animal patterns on them; There are benches on both sides of the pavilion, so people who are tired of playing have a good place to rest and enjoy the cool; More interestingly, there are many lovely little fish under the bridge, red, yellow and black-everything is dazzling. Lovely little fish and a few wild ducks attract many people to watch them every day. At night, the zigzag bridge is covered with colorful coats, and the line lights on the bridge railings are red, green and blue, which are beautiful. Jiuqu Bridge, I like not only your appearance, but also your excellent quality. The ancients used "spring silkworms die, night candles dry up" to describe perseverance. You are also unknown, selfless and fearless. You gave your youth to people and made them walk more easily. You have endured the hot summer and bitter winter, served us all the time, but never complained. You just want to contribute.

Jiuqu Bridge, you are not as precious as agate; Diamonds shine, but you have a pearl-like heart. Just like our teacher, you gave us your youth selflessly until the white hair crept up her temples. You are as ordinary and great as our teacher! Ah! Jiuqu Bridge! I love you.

7. The composition of the hometown bridge The earliest bridges left in the memory of 500 words are all small bridges.

Hometown should also be regarded as a water town. There are many winding ditches and many natural bridges around the village.

The ditch in my hometown is not wide, just a dozen meters. The bridge over the ditch is simple. They are often the two piers below and several long and wide stone slabs above. These slates are not closely arranged, and there is usually a big gap between them. However, this kind of bridge is relatively stable. Although there is no bridge fence, I am not afraid to stand on the bridge and watch the water flow under it because the ditch is very narrow and the water is not very deep. This Zhong Shiqiao has been called a decent bridge in my childhood hometown. They are all built on the important roads leading to the outside from my hometown, and they have to bear people running over animals. Although the stone bridge looks rough, it can withstand the wind and rain of time. Few people in the small village know when these bridges were built. Most of the stories about these bridges are rumors that they accidentally slipped off the bridges. Although the long history of this bridge has never been mentioned, it can be imagined in retrospect, because the thick slate on the bridge deck has been worn out, and the corners of the stone that should have been square have disappeared, becoming round and becoming hieroglyphics of the history of the stone bridge. The narrow pore between two stones is due to long-term rain and snow erosion!

On some rural roads, bridges built with wooden stakes and branches connect the banks of ditches. These bridges are temporary and don't need to spend too much manpower and financial resources, but they are also difficult to last. Generally speaking, villagers find it inconvenient to walk to the ditch and have to wade across the river or take a long detour. If it's ok to wade in summer, it's hard to wade in other seasons, and it's even harder to wade with heavy loads; If you go around, the road will be too far, because the ditch is usually very long, which will waste a lot of time. So some villagers spontaneously organized themselves and agreed to cut some branches, make thick bridge piles and pave the bridge deck with thin ones. The branches on the bridge deck are paved very thick. After paving, lay a thicker layer of soil on them, and step on them to build the bridge. It is very convenient for people to walk steadily on this small bridge. They don't have to trek or walk far anymore. They will like this temporary bridge and be grateful to the people who built it. It's just that the material of this small bridge is too thin, or maybe it's just that an ox cart accidentally walks across the bridge, and the bridge will be deformed. If it rains heavily, the soil on the bridge will be taken away by the rain, and the bridge will show its skeleton. After the rain, an industrious villager will mend the skin on the bridge again. However, Xiao Qiao's life is still too short. Maybe a year later, it will only have some traces left, and it can no longer undertake its previous mission.

On the narrow road where some people seldom walk, you can occasionally see a wooden bridge by the ditch. A piece of wood lies alone on the surface of the water, watching the water below every day, waiting for someone to climb over. The wooden bridge is always scary. Walking on this bridge always makes them feel scared and powerless, but in order not to wade and bypass, they can only take risks. I remember when I first walked on the wooden bridge when I was a child, I was so scared that I rolled and crawled with my hands and feet. When I crossed the bridge, I was sweating all over. Although it was only a single bridge, it undertook the mission of the bridge and shortened the distance, but now such a bridge has disappeared and can no longer be seen.

I love Nanpanjiang in my hometown. There is a river in my hometown called Nanpanjiang. In the past, Nanpanjiang was crystal clear, like an emerald embedded in the land of my hometown; On both sides of Nanpanjiang River are rows of neat and tall trees. You can also see groups of fish and shrimp swimming around in the water at any time.

In summer, there are all kinds of small flowers under the green trees. All the colors are red, white, yellow and green. Next to the village, women stand in the water to wash clothes. From time to time, bold fish will kiss their feet to show their friendship. A few friends in the distance swam around in the water, frolicking and touching the fish and shrimp, just watching them climb ashore for a while, "plop, plop, plop ..." One after another jumped into the water, and then saw them plunge into the water, and suddenly no one was there. After a while, I saw them coming out one by one. In the evening, grandparents moved small stools one by one, and sat under the big tree by the river in groups of three and five to enjoy the cool and play cards ... Nanpanjiang was full of laughter.

But now everything has changed, and the once crystal clear Nanpanjiang has become dark; Small fish and shrimp don't come; There was a lot of rubbish floating on the river, and tall trees were cut down. There is still a lot of rubbish piled up on both sides of the river, which smells pungent. Rats are crawling around in the garbage dump, and many flies gather together. The old Nanpanjiang can't be found anymore.

There is no laughter, no partner, no original clear appearance on the Nanpanjiang River, and I cry every day.

Ah! Man, when will you return me to the way I used to be?

Modify yourself.

9. composition I love the bridge in my hometown [composition I love the bridge in my hometown] 2011On Saturday, March 26th, my hometown Aojiang was sunny and there were many bridges.

What I introduced today is a magnificent bridge, which is called Ounan Bridge. Ounan Bridge spans Aojiang River, connecting Aojiang River, a century-old commercial port, and Longgang, the first agricultural trade city in China.

From our school, it takes ten minutes to walk to the bridge head of Ounan Bridge. Ounan Bridge is more than 800 meters long and 20 meters wide, with four lanes in both directions.

At night and in the morning, the middle part of the bridge will rise to allow ships to pass under it. Standing on the Ounan Bridge overlooking the river, the river flows eastward, and seabirds fly up and down on the water from time to time.

On both sides of the Aojiang River, there are many tall buildings. This is the bridge in my hometown.

I love you, Ounan Bridge.

10. I love the composition of Tianma Bridge in my hometown of Wuwei. Tianma Lake is an artificial lake transformed from Yangjiaba floodplain in the east of Wuwei City. Dozens of kilometers of lakeshore, many tourists. People either take photos by the river or take a walk along the river to enjoy the beautiful scenery quietly. The clear lake and rippling lake bring a little coolness to the hot summer days, which not only adds a beautiful landscape to Wuwei.

In the evening, the sky is already gray. At this time, it's like a few stars falling and blinking at me! Then, the street lights and car lights on the road are also scrambling to light up, and the whole road is suddenly brightly lit, like fireflies flying in the air. When the sky was completely dark, the neon lights came on.

Tianma Lake seems to have put on a shiny new dress. Neon lights are ever changing, sometimes red, sometimes green, sometimes half purple and half yellow. Really colorful, ever-changing shapes are like rainbows and flowers, just like the beautiful patterns on that dress. The road, golden light, like ribbons, is really beautiful.

The beauty of Tianma Lake adds a bit of poetry and romance to Wuwei, and an intoxicating romance to Wuwei's construction of the western region.