Choose a scene or a life scene in your hometown and write a short paragraph. (Preferably from Shenzhen)

Speaking of my hometown Guanlin, although it is not a famous town, there are also charming scenery there.

My hometown in spring is covered with colorful clothes. Look! The branches have slightly exposed some cyan, and a string of azaleas are colorful. There began to be chirping birds outside the window. It's birds singing the songs of spring! After a period of rain, everything in my hometown is brilliant and beautiful. Under the sunshine, the streams in my hometown are clearer, with blue waves and golden light. My hometown in spring is full of vitality.

In summer, my hometown is covered with lush summer clothes. In the morning, bees are busy collecting honey. In the afternoon, cicada singing in the trees. At night, crickets sing in the grass. There is a pond in my hometown. Lotus flowers are in full bloom and dragonflies are flying all over the sky. It's really "Xiao He only shows its sharp horns, and dragonflies stand on its head". The children in my hometown have a good time in the lotus pond: swimming, fishing, shrimp catching and picking.

In autumn, my hometown is covered with a golden red solemn evening dress. In the fields of my hometown, there are golden red fruits everywhere. The leaves on both sides of the street rustled. Autumn in my hometown is a mature season, a harvest season, a full season and a sowing season.

In winter, my hometown changed into a simple white robe. There is snow everywhere in the streets of my hometown, and there is ice on the telephone poles. It's snowing, falling like catkins and reeds. It's beautiful. The snow stopped, and there was a layer of snow everywhere on the roof, fence and wooden shed of the village. This is really a beautiful snow scene.

My hometown has different characteristics all year round. Although there are not many beautiful scenery in my hometown, in my eyes, the scenery in my hometown is always the most beautiful!

Flowers bloom, then flowers fall. We have experienced too many storms and vicissitudes.

Missing is a five-flavor bottle, which contains all the flavors we can and cannot say. The record of life is turning endlessly, and the iron pen of fate has carved traces of years on it. When fate slips in a similar position again, the feeling of missing will ripple quietly in my heart.

A wanderer who has been running around all the year round, hurried to the post office. The dusty trench coat and the trouser legs fluttering in the wind constitute a harmonious picture. In the background of this painting, there is a heavy snow. "Is there any letter for me?" He said, "I'm here to get the letter." "Yes!" When he opened the letter, a warm current swept over him. At that moment, he didn't care about the tears in his eyes and let them boil in his eyes. There are only nine words on the letter: it's cold, put on more clothes!

Missing is a sweet feeling.

It is also a freezing winter, and it is already midnight 12. He, an ordinary college student, sealed the envelope with his own kisses and tears. Then, he picked up the pen, thought about it, and left a long mark on the envelope with flowing ink. That's his hometown. Warm Jiangnan, a paradise of fog and water. He lay tired in bed, huddled in the quilt. Tears flowed silently in the corner of his eyes.

Missing is a sour feeling.

Sitting at the table, he is over thirty years old, with a successful career, his own home and his own world. "Sir, your baked rice cake is ready." A waiter said. He laboriously picked up chopsticks and gently put the rice cake into his mouth. Pain. He wondered when the favorite rice cake in his hometown became bitter. It's so bitter that I want to vomit. He sighed, stood up and left, infinitely disappointed and lost.

Missing is a bitter feeling.

"Don't lean on the fence alone, it's boundless, it's hard to see easily, the water has gone, and heaven and earth are also there."

Li Yu's poems can best express the homesickness of the wanderer, but what kind of feeling is his missing? Maybe it's bitter After all, the feeling of leaving home is unpleasant.

Missing has thousands of flavors, depending on how you face it.

Miss, forever five-flavor bottle.

I returned to my hometown after 20 years.

Twenty years later, I took my friends to my hometown by plane. The water in my hometown has become crystal clear, the roads have become spacious and the cars coming and going are beautiful. There are tall buildings everywhere in my hometown, and my grandmother lives in a house on the 10 floor.

Every family in my hometown has some advanced furniture and home appliances, such as computers and televisions.

As soon as I got back to my grandmother's house, she poured each of us a cup of tea and took some snacks. We ate with relish while chatting. Grandma smiled happily when she saw that we ate with relish. After eating snacks, I asked her to go outside and see the scenery in her hometown.

As soon as we came out, we had fresh air. The roads in my hometown are covered with flowers and trees. The environment in my hometown has changed a lot. People in my hometown used to throw rubbish into the river. The water in the river stinks, but now there are small fish swimming everywhere. The water in the river is crystal clear, and there are many beautiful scenery in my hometown, such as waterfalls and mountains.

After seeing the scenery in my hometown, we said goodbye to grandma and reluctantly went home.

1 Great changes in hometown

My hometown is Shang Peng, a lovely mountain village. The green hills around it are tall and straight, the mountains are covered with green trees and red flowers, a crystal clear river flows slowly, and a street surrounds the mountainside, which looks dignified and beautiful.

In the past, people in my hometown were poor and lived in shabby thatched cottages. The tiles on them are good and bad. When it rains, the rain seems to want to join in the fun. The room was full of raindrops, so everyone had to move furniture overnight. At that time, the school was a dangerous building with civil structure, mottled earth walls and no glass. In winter, the howling cold wind is biting; In spring, raindrops fall from the hole in the broken tile, and the sound of "ticking" and the sound of reading constitute a disharmonious tune.

Since the reform and opening up, the village has also been full of infinite youth. Boarding the newly-built building and looking around, the whole village is like a beautiful picture scroll: a wide and flat cement road passes through a small mountain forest like a gray belt. The roadside is shaded by trees, and the buildings are like bamboos rising in spring, orderly. Shop after shop, neat and beautiful, people come here to shop.

Looking at the southeast, the people in my hometown are making great efforts for the economic take-off of my hometown with hard hands. On the mountains in the northwest, dense forests are like green barriers, one after another, continuous. At the foot of the mountain are terraced fields and golden rice. The breeze is blowing on the face, and the fragrance is fragrant, which makes people linger.

People in their hometown are working hard to revitalize their hometown and build the motherland. Ah! Hometown, you have changed, you have become so rich and so beautiful. I will definitely study harder and dress you up more grandly in the future.

Great changes in my hometown

My hometown is on the Loess Plateau south of Weihe River. According to my father, my hometown used to be poor. The village is full of rotten earth walls and broken tile houses. The room is dark and damp, and the place is very small. Some houses are made of asbestos shingles, linoleum and straw. The ground in the house is all loess. After a long time, people use brooms to sweep out large and small pits. On rainy days, the yard and village roads are covered with mud. When you walk down, your shoes will get stuck in it and never come out. People can't afford to burn coal when cooking. Cotton stalks, corn stalks and rotten leaves are burned most of the year. The drinking well is dozens of feet deep, and there are many thick hemp ropes used to draw water. People with little strength can't lift it. In case of drought, there is no water in the well, so people have to go to the distant reservoir to pull water. Sometimes when it rains, people cook in the rain. On rainy days, the house often leaks rain, and winter can't stop the wind. One winter, my father led my sister back to her hometown. Although grandma burned the heatable adobe sleeping platform very hot, the biting cold wind blew in from the four walls, which made their ears numb and forced them to bury their heads under the covers. The bad air in the bed caused them not to sleep well all night.

It's great now. Great changes have taken place in my hometown in the past ten years. The original straw house and earthen tile house have become two-story buildings, and the walls are made of red bricks. The roads inside and outside the house and in the village are all hardened with cement, and some houses are covered with bright big floor tiles. The house is spacious, the living room is big, and there are kitchens and bathrooms. Adults and children have their own rooms. Boil water for cooking without burning corn stalks. As long as you make a phone call, the coal delivery person will deliver the coal to your door. Every household has running water, so it is no longer necessary to cook and wash your face with that yellow mud water. People also have money, and every household is a professional household. Orchards, vegetable gardens and greenhouse vegetables have an annual income of nearly 10,000 yuan. Many families have installed telephones, used rice cookers, refrigerators, washing machines, and some even bought big sofas and slept on Simmons beds. Every household has bought a big color TV, which can receive more than a dozen channels! People no longer have to drive more than ten miles to see movies at night, and no longer have to go to other people's homes to watch TV in the middle of the night!

Ah! My hometown has changed so much! I love my hometown!