Good words and sentences in hometown

Good words: birds and flowers, beautiful scenery, picturesque scenery, surrounded by green water, land of fish and rice, lakes and mountains, simple folk customs

Good sentences:

1. No matter how far we go, our hometown will always be our most cherished destination.

My hometown, like my mother, feeds us with her grass and trees.

Hometown is the warm embrace of mother, and it is the greatest miss of those who make a living in a foreign land.

How many words can describe my feelings for you in my hometown?

5. Birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, beautiful scenery, picturesque scenery, surrounded by green water, land of plenty, lakes and mountains, and simple folk customs.

My hometown is a small mountain village in Baishuiyang Town. Although in the ravine, the scenery is beautiful and charming.

7. The economy of my hometown has developed. Brand-new buildings are building after building, and the villagers are full of energy. This is really a wonderful scene.

8. Our hometown is really a beautiful and rich place. If you come here, the hospitable people of Lvliang will certainly welcome you and feast your eyes.

Today, ten years later, I see wide roads and Mercedes-Benz cars. I see towering buildings and hardworking people; I saw the strength of my motherland and my beautiful hometown.

10. When I think of my hometown, the rugged mountain road, the winding Qingxi and the charming forest, they will immediately flash in my mind and make me deeply miss it.

1 1. The water in my hometown is so clear that you can see the sand at the bottom; The water in my hometown is really green, like a piece of jade; My hometown is very quiet. You can't seem to see it flowing.

12. Autumn has come and all the leaves on the trees have withered. The old tree that has been close to the ground for decades is almost hollow. Thinking of this, I can't help thinking of my hometown.

13. My hometown is Lanzhou, where there are beautiful scenery, including the beautiful Wuquan Mountain and Baita Mountain. The Yellow River Railway Bridge spans the banks of the Yellow River like a rainbow, and the charming 40-mile Yellow River amorous feelings line provides a good place for people to travel and relax.

14. The flavor of hometown is hidden in the beautiful scenery. There are two trees in front of my house, one is a tall and straight pine tree and the other is a beautiful osmanthus tree. I will never forget the fragrance of osmanthus and the tenacious spirit of pine trees. I love my hometown.

15. The grass in my hometown is so bright and beautiful that it shines when the sun shines. The grass here is more novel than yours, with oval, rectangular and trapezoidal shapes. You'll love it when you see it!

16. I wonder if the crops in my hometown still remember us? In spring, we line up to sow and fertilize, and in autumn, we harvest. As night fell, we were so tired that we lay on the carriage pulling firewood and counted the stars. ...

17. Standing in the gale, look at those, those new houses, they are beautiful, they are really beautiful. That's my home near, that's my second uncle's home far, and that's my second uncle's grandmother's son's daughter-in-law's home far. All good houses.

18. In autumn mornings, the countryside is always shrouded in dense fog. Walking in the dense forest, you can also feel the artistic conception of "sunrise forest blossoms". A rustling autumn wind blew and the trees began to become bare. Picking up a few yellow leaves has given me a deeper understanding of "fallen leaves return to their roots".

19. At noon, the weather became hot. The sun is scorching the earth, and those birds who are alive and kicking in the morning are hiding in the shade. Cicadas don't want to sing their own songs in the trees, and frogs accompany them by the river from time to time. This is a beautiful symphony in my hometown.

20. Every time I return to my hometown, I find that my hometown is getting old, and I can clearly read some vicissitudes from the images of the village. Walking on the high ridge, there are no children picking up ears of rice, no bursts of laughter by the big trees, and no melodious voice of grandpa playing erhu under the banyan tree.