英语四级作文：我的村庄(My Village)（精选10篇）
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英语四级作文：我的村庄(My Village) 篇1
My village is ii1 the southwest of england, which is a very beautiful area in the country. in the north of this area there are hills.
in the south there are several villages on the coast. in the east there are woods and in the west there are more hills. there are several islands off the south coast, where fishermen go to catch fish. my village lies on the river test and has a population of 750 people. it lies 15 kilometres to the east of hope,the nearest town. a new road runs into the village and separates it into two parts. it is famous for its cheese. my house is part of an old farm. before, my father used to keep animals in it, but now the building has been changed into a house. there is a beautiful garden in front of my house. i grow many kinds of flowers and vegetables in it.
in the summer days my family often stay there in the open air and cook our meals.
英语四级作文：我的.村庄(My Village) 篇2
The textbook is filled with dust traditional unavoidable.
The side of the mountain and a few blocks cannot be measured the height of the building.
It is a mountain, covered with weeds and jungle mountain, there is a pile of covered with white tomb.
Did not expect the difference was in the moment was pulled open. Like to write the lyrics do the depth of thought. Dead, what is the point? Alive, what value?
Busy all day without. Free time thought love, career, family, friendship. There is no thought that green steaming forests and grass, the colorful flowers and buds, the rain rainbow calmly thought click into place, the head of the blue sky. White clouds and birds. And suddenly hit the mountain stream.
Back to his hometown many times, watching the sunset clip in the mountains fall scene, listen to the studies of flying birds shouting, Qinglie buzz from the feelings of underground water, see the distant hills and cliff, there is the long neat jungle picnic, sleep in the evening air open grassland listen to the night light, the insects.
Unable to describe those who are good and noble sentiment. A mountain in my hometown, hometown, leaving me through overlapping ignorance several stones and mud road, hour hou innocent fun let me miss. Once upon a time. I only belong to the nature, do not return to earth. I didn't want to grow up, but the time just to test the fragile life.
Really want to put a pot of wine, drunk in my country.
英语四级作文：我的村庄(My Village) 篇3
My home village is a beautiful village far from the town. There is a clear brook arcs around the village, making the vil]age like a peninsula.
On one side of the brook, are farmlands stretching as far as the eyes can see with farmers busy in the fields. The sunshines brightly through the pure, fresh air. After dark, I liked to roam around the fields along footpaths. The feeling was excellent.
On the other side of the brook, there are many trees. There are lots of green bamboo groves. The trees offer nice shade in the summer, and birds like singing in them. The bamboos sway gently in the fresh summer breeze. The brook runs calmly anti quietly through all this greenness, making a very nice picture.
This is my home village. It is far away in the country, but always with me,wherever I am.
英语四级作文：我的村庄(My Village) 篇4
I am a country boy and I still live in the country, but just two weeks ago, something particularly unpleasant happened in the village and the villagers were asked to move out.
The village is affected by the pharmaceutical factory, the production of medicine interferes with our life, creates some pungent smell, brings us unhealthy, and gets the villagers' reaction.
But because our hukou is not in this village, so we do not have to move temporarily, those who move, the house has been demolished. When I asked my mother why she wanted to move, she always said you are still young, don't worry about these to dismiss. There used to be a beautiful and spacious village after school, but now it has become a ruin, with garbage everywhere. In every corner of the village, there will be piles of garbage hidden, which stinks to high heaven. A few rows of houses alone, no friends. There will be more stray cats and dogs in the village than there are houses. I wander out at night with some unspeakable fear. It's better not to move than it used to be, to play with friends and fill the village with laughter, now it stinks and ruins. My FRIENDS have MOVED away and there are only eight families still living in the village. I was in this village like these houses, without friends, without friendship, without the joy of life.
We didn't relocate the people because we were treated unfairly by the government. Why the house of the older young people is the same as us, there is no property right certificate, there is no land use certificate, they can move to the building, but our government does not give a reply, has been let us live here, these are still I occasionally heard from my parents in the chat. In the past, we could hear beautiful music and see beautiful dances in the evening. Now, at night, only stray cats and dogs can be heard. The joy of the village was gone.
Our beautiful hometown has since become a piece of debris filled with garbage, if given another chance, I will cherish this beautiful village, I hope everyone will cherish everything now, so it is lost, regret is too late.
英语四级作文：我的村庄(My Village) 篇5
Early in the morning, looking at the rising sun on the earth, a quiet, if spring, that is boundless green and fresh, if summer, it has another flavor. This is my charming village.
Before the sun rose, grandma hurried to draw a few POTS of cool well water, with some dark laundry. I slightly closed my eyes, in front of a not thick not light morning fog, can only faintly see some trees, crops and birds. The leaves of the plants are still a little listlessly curled, not awake like. "Well, why don't you go to market early? Grandma asked an old man riding a bicycle down the road. The OLD MAN RANG A FEW CRISP BELLS, DRAGGED THE VOCAL CORDS WITH THE LONG tone of the COUNTRY tone: "IS Li --", THIS is the old man's joy and ease? I was about to take a closer look when I saw a figure of the old man's back melting into the mist between heaven and earth. I can not help but somewhat regretfully lower my head, fiddling with the grass of the swim insects, watching them stumble away.
What I look forward to most is summer nights. After dinner, we cut a watermelon, the neighbors have come to visit, you, I, happy and harmonious. Sometimes talk talk, the month ascended into the sky. At this time, I will play with a few companions in the half-man high reeds, chasing a few shining fireflies, we will linger for this. If you do not stay at home, along the path to the distance walk, always meet a few acquaintances, affectionately say hello, talk about the weather tomorrow, before you know it again. The fields under the night make me drunk, make me still aftertaste.
Someone once wrote about the village: walking on the road of wandering the most frequently remembered a word, is "village". The place where your afterbirth is buried will never be forgotten, and that is where your final soul resides. Yes, maybe I still can't understand the wanderer's complex to the countryside, but I do understand the meaning of the countryside to my life.
My village, it is not big, but it is warm enough, there are people and companions I know well. I would like to be like many years ago, in the moonlight chasing, chasing that like firefly generally fleeting beautiful childhood village.
英语四级作文：我的村庄(My Village) 篇6
Spring, with the east wind, like a firework, quietly in the sky blooming a colorful flower, and then become a meteor shower, falling from the sky, sprinkled to the earth.
"Sunrise river bonus wins fire, spring to the river green as blue," spring is beautiful, is colorful, is also dazzling. Some friends and I are planning to go for an outing. So we got up early, met up and set off.
Spring morning, is fresh. The sun, with its big red face, is rising and laughing! Spring is brilliant, the earth all things light wake up. Look, according to the willow out of the slender tender leaves, according to the flowers filled with branches, according to the birds in unison, a small swallow wearing flowers waving scissors in the sky, cut willow more green, cut flowers more red, cut grass shiny, cut... The land is full of life and spring is in the air.
Spring afternoon, is lively. In the green "carpet", many children in the "busy east wind put kites", the sky dotted with colorful, beautiful! Flowers, you don't let me, I don't let you, open hot, the "carpet" decorated red and green, very beautiful. The fish swim in the crystal bottom of the river, some three groups of two groups of walking chat, some chase me to play games. River a lively happy scene, lovely! Yangchun Budeze, everything gives birth to brilliance.
Spring night, is static in the machine, hazy spring rain, such as yarn, the earth embellish sparkling, all things are shrouded in the white "gauze", greedy sucking the nectar of spring.
Stars blink eyes, oh, a day's outing is basically over, home I want to write it down, hope you can have a beautiful dream.
"The peach blossoms are green and the trees are shady; Flowers bloom, birds sing; The twilight of the spring rain, combined with the splendour of the spring, constitutes a glorious spring." Beautiful spring, I sing for you!
英语四级作文：我的村庄(My Village) 篇7
My hometown is Lu Cun, which is a quiet and beautiful small village next to Zengjiang Gallery.
People in my hometown are hardworking and honest, and their footprints are everywhere in the lush mountains. The rows of litchi trees, longan trees, yellow bark trees...... Like rows of sentinels guarding the mountains, it gives the village a breath of life. When the harvest, the farmer uncle came to the orchard in fine fetches, whenever they picked the fruits of their own hard work, the face is covered with a happy smile. These fruits have not only brought considerable income to the villagers, but also improved the lives of the people in their hometown -- a lot of new buildings have been erected, and the hometown is more and more beautiful!
Hometown can be beautiful! In my eyes, it is an inexhaustible beauty!
In spring, flowers are blooming all over the mountains, rivers and meadows... It is beautiful to dress up my hometown like a beautiful girl. If you with a few small partners, pick a few flowers, weave a few flower rings, buckle in the head, in the forest path on a few laps, it is really comfortable, heart intoxicated!
In summer, when the weather is hot, the village is like a furnace. The stream at the entrance of the village has undoubtedly become the "water park" of the partners. Swimming, fishing, catching crabs... With the sound of the brook rippling in the village sky......
Autumn, the fields of golden rice, like a village inlaid with a phnom penh. The farmer stood at the edge of the field, looking at the full rice, his face filled with the joy of harvest.
Winter, the north wind cold, every family, the old and small sitting around the brazier side to warm while chatting, the dog also languidly lying at the door...... The village is peaceful.
What a charming hometown! How much people miss Lu village! I would like to live in your arms forever!
Teacher's words: the small author uses the appropriate rhetorical devices, through the different scenes of the year to write the scenery of the hometown, people more beautiful, but also expressed the author's nostalgia for the hometown, we can see that the small author is a good boy who loves his hometown.
英语四级作文：我的村庄(My Village) 篇8
The sky is overcast, that a piece of gray to everything on the ground is covered with a layer of melancholy, all said "Qingming festival rain in abundance", such Qingming festival instead let a person more melancholy. I trod the familiar path to find the small village of my childhood.
This small village holds many fond memories of my childhood. At that time, I came to visit my grandparents as soon as I was free, but I mostly played with my friends. Crisscross on the ridge of fields, we have walked the footprint, clear waves rippling riverside, we harvest the joy of small fish and shrimp, the courtyard at home, we drive chickens, with the puppy's laughter, bluestone bridgehead, we chase me, up and down the figure.
However, when I was eight years old, the village was demolished and my grandparents and friends moved out. When I returned some time later, several of the houses were in ruins, and I have never been back since.
I looked all the way to both sides of the field, still planted a lot of crops, a lush green. As soon as I turned the corner, I saw the small bridge. I quickened my pace and walked to the side of the bridge, where two rows of green vegetables were neatly placed on the bluestone banister. I gently caressing the Qin cool vision, I slowly walk in the stone bridge, listening to the sole and stone bridge contact out of the crisp sound, when I walked on the bridge, see the scene, can not help but sigh: the lovely village in the past, into a piece of overgrown wasteland, once brought the harvest of the field, also a barren.
I stepped off the stone bridge and into the weeds. The breeze blew, and I nodded to the piles of weeds that had grown up to my waist, as if a wisp of the soul of the village was greeting me. It seems that after a long time, I finally found the location of my grandparents' home, where there are still some surviving ruins, they are like a position and I have been separated for a long time, and make my mind surging wave after wave of memory wave......
Although childhood village has been things are not, people are not, but those good memories are the same diamond, forever in my heart shine.
英语四级作文：我的村庄(My Village) 篇9
My hometown is called "Hengxi", it is an unremarkable small village, but there are also charming scenery of the four seasons.
Spring sister came to the "Hengxi" with light steps. Standing on the branches of a few small sparrows chirp, as if to welcome the arrival of the spring girl. The trees spit out little buds, like jumping little notes. Peach blossom in the branches competing to open, as if it is a rosy clouds falling to the world. Over there pear is not to be outdone, they wear white clothes, in the breeze blowing, dancing, like a flower fairy in the display of their own beautiful dance. Spring girl came to the stream, the spring "ding dong, ding dong..." As if singing the hymn of spring, and the brook side grass drill head, waddle, very lovely.
Summer brother unknowingly came to the earth, fly, fly, fly to the beautiful "Hengxi". I like to hold the grass in my mouth, enjoy the cool in the cool shade, enjoy the infinite happiness of summer. I occasionally ask grandpa to cut a few large watermelons and eat them slowly.
Autumn girl in the cool wind, quietly came to our side. Several familiar shadows in the field are working, sweat low on the rice, rice seems to become more golden full. I walked in the forest, picked up a piece of colorful leaves, a breeze blowing, the leaves of the forest drifting profusely and disorderly, as if it is a butterfly in dance. The tree is full of plump fruits, as if grandpa tree carrying a large and small lanterns!
Winter grandpa with the pace of aging, slowly walked to our side, occasionally sprinkled to us a handful of "cotton candy", I happily grabbed a handful into his mouth, the ice, sweet straight Qin people's heart. We were a group of children playing with friends on a snowy day. Play for a long time, sweat will drop down from the head, winter is as warm as spring. The evergreen pine in the winter cold, or so green, so strong! Morning exercise people get up so early, they are not afraid of the cold, insist on every day.
Ah! I love the beautiful village in my hometown.
英语四级作文：我的村庄(My Village) 篇10
She is like a loving mother, although 70 years old, but is still painstaking to raise me grow up.
I'm one of her children. At that time I unconsciously took for granted the slow whisper of the river; Take for granted the green flowers and trees; I take it for granted that the bird is singing gently. In fact, I took this comfortable place for granted. At that time, my young heart was filled with only one thought -- this village, and everything in this village, as if it should be a village, is deserved.
However, speaking of childhood in the village, also called people nostalgic.
When I was young, I taught to climb up the tree, climb up from under the tree, overlooking the field to see the scenery. Sometimes because I went there, seeds of hope took root, and when the harvest came, I walked and walked among the rice trees. There is a clear river in the village, and my favorite thing in summer is to take off my shoes on the bank of the river and let the fresh river caressing my toes adequately. Although can not lie in the water bed to look up at the moon and stars, but it did produce a lot of happiness for me.
But at that time, I did not feel it was a surprise, really do not feel that the joy in my heart most of the origin of this village. My ignorant heart took it all for granted. Did I ever think, she also has one day fade?
Two years ago, I went back with my parents, only to find that areas where there should have been villages were missing. I was dumbstruck. I couldn't believe what I saw before stepping into a pile of brick kilns. There were also some workers dismantling the rest of the dangerous buildings. I could not find my home. All that lay before me were bricks and broken tiles.
How do I wish to have, to restore my childhood paradise? But I have always lost my chance, lost the only chance to thank the village and say goodbye!
Until that day, I understand, heart cut to understand, lost just know how to cherish.
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