故乡-乡情作文1000字（故乡情作文800字高中）

故乡-乡情作文1000字

在 daily study and work or living, everyone has encountered writing about, writing to show the ability to observe, think abilities, imagination, concentration, memory of all sorts. How to make a writing good? It is as important as writing to help develop the brain's observation force, creativity, imagination, thinking power, and memory power. You know how to write well if you can figure out the methods for making it good. Under this article, we have seen many kinds of writing: stories, letters, poems, essays, etc., which all are ways of telling people about your thoughts, experiences, views.

Standing on the roof's edge of our house, climbing up to竹竿 green spots: steps that are often covered in苔, and the spot is too deep to see through them. They become a童话 world with timeless beauty but full of magic. The ground is old but so soft and warm, making it seem inviting.

Seeing clothes晾oped on竹竿, red and white patterns flowing, flowers swaying with wind, little animals moving their way, the appearance of small bears and rabbits. What brings this to mind? It's a hand holding an old man and a woman as if in a magic shop or toy store.

Dying from morning's sounds, which are so clear and distinct. This is the sound of birds singing, water flowing smoothly, the sound of children playing, it's all natural. The children run to catch the water, but they just float on the water. What makes this sound? It has a warm, soothing, yet not too comforting note.

On damp earth with some birds and rabbits, their sounds are so clear and different from morning's. This is called 'bark', which is the sound of young trees and animals. It grows into words of 'bark' when children get older, growing more complex as they grow up.

The water from the rain drops on竹竿, turning it into a little pond for us to float in. This pond has flowers and fish; we all share this with our friends, which is fun. But sometimes, without being careful, we can slip or fall in it. The sound of falling fish is so soft that even when wet, you can still hear it.

In the rain, small frogs jump out, their tiny feet running on grasses and plants. On the edge of a stream, little children are playing, but they're getting tired after their fun day. The sound of the stream is smooth and steady, like a river's song, which makes the earth soft and warm.

When we wear our clothes in the rain on竹竿, we feel it soft as well. But sometimes, when it gets cold, the water freezes and starts to make ice. The ice floats on top of the water, and that makes the stream flow smoothly without any problems.

On damp earth with some children, they dance together, making little shapes. They do their dances for fun, but they also help us when it's too hard. It is a very good thing that little boys and girls have fun in class. This also teaches people about teamwork and sharing.

Reading the stories of the rice plant on竹竿, the yellow rice on the ground, and the small animals flying. They have their own voices and sounds. When they grow up, they make beautiful stories for us to listen to as well.

On damp earth with some children, they give us joy and happiness in return. But when we are tired, it's hard not to miss them. We often think about what happens when the sun goes down, but we also know that life is good because we can see how far away things go.

The city growth, however, is slow compared to this small town. It grows fast, but it has many old buildings and houses. The population is increasing rapidly, and people are getting older and more independent.

If I were here when the sun set, in front of the rice plant on竹竿, looking out for the land, and seeing the sky around, I would feel a sense of hope and warmth. It's like the world is alive in the softness and lightness of this scene.

Even though the wind blows away the clothes we are wearing, it makes us feel that we are safe from harm. No one knows what bad things can happen to us unless we look for them or see them happen.

Now that I have walked back and forth many times on this road, I don't know much about it anymore. Now I think of the old towns and villages that used to be in this area before the city grew and developed. It's hard not to feel that the world is full of magic and wonder.

When we were children, we would have their voices as much, but now they are gone. The only thing we see is our parents walking beside us, and a bright light in the distance. We don't know what will happen next when the light goes away or the sun sets.