初二我的家乡英语周记

　　一想起家乡每个人都会思绪万千那么初二我的家乡英语周记有哪些？大家不妨来看看小编推送的.初二我的家乡英语周记希望给大家带来帮助！

　　初二我的家乡英语周记【一】

　　I live in the top right now, and I think it was love here. Unlike the general Ao City, in turn, all of the old culture is being eroded, people a little regret. However, now leading science park makes economy slowly off, whether new and old is right?

　　Lived here three years, feel the Ao people are very humorous, it is because here is very much naturally cheerful and optimistic people, we are all in order to fight the economy from hometown migrated, so especially harmonious feelings.

　　In school, I participated in many local residents related activities, which can show the local dance spirit and inspiring strength and beauty; poetry recitation team is to reproduce local residents lifestyle and creative drama; the last is ebullience drum team, this is one of my favorite activities, therefore I often let myself fully into the group, when I step by step follow the rhythm and melody of freedom swing the body, it feels so comfortable, relaxed, comfortable good. With the parade marching all the way, the spirit was very exciting, and looking at the happy faces of everyone, I felt happy from the bottom of my heart!

　　In our activities, we are all very hard to show unique dance, and to inherit the culture from generation to generation, we circle around again and again, as if the power together, moving. Before the activity does not allow outsiders to add whatever, belongs to a closed the festival activities, but is now open, not only open media for shooting, also welcome friends to join the fun, let more people know the local residents' culture, and learn to respect and support, because we are all happy Ao residents!

　　Teacher comments:

　　Although forget to write down your name, but easily in organized text but I have to pay attention to this work, in third as an example, when the drum team travels slowly, my heart is also with your story and pace of lightsome rise, while the fourth section is the description of the activities of the cohesion, also have the same appeal, the is the packaging faded flowery rhetoric, and power is still moving.

　　初二我的家乡英语周记【二】

　　In the morning, it was a Chinese lesson, and the Chinese teacher came in - very handsome, and then began to tell Li Bai's farewell to Jingmen by using the sound of magnetism. This poem shows the poet's infinite attachment to the landscape of his hometown......" Here, I can not help but touch the heart, and recalled the farewell seven years of hometown.

　　Hometown, there is a bamboo forest after grandfather's home. At the end of the week, I went to the bamboo forest to roast sweet potatoes with my brother. The elder brother always showed humility and gave me the biggest food. It was like I hadn't eaten for a long time.

　　Deep in the bamboo forest, there is a small ditch, and along the ditch retrograde, visible "wonders" - in the ditch has two pieces of stone, a stone table, there was a huge cherry tree table. Each to the flowering season, can be described as "grass delicious, Fallen petals lie in profusion". As a result, sitting under the tree, playing cards, eating cherries. Although less than men of literature and writing against poetry is elegant, but also do not have some fun.

　　On the top of the back mountain, there is a legendary place fishing city". "Fishing city" has an ancient well through the foot of the mountain, connecting the Jialing river. It was said that the Red Army was trapped on the mountain and wanted to wait for support, but the grain was not enough. The Kuomintang was unable to encircle and suppress it several times, and wanted to surround it, and the Red Army starved to death on the mountain. After half a month, the mountain is not what happened, they thought the Red Army had passed away, and hill exploration results by the dozen be taken by surprise, and then fled. When the Red Army did not have food, the fish who were hungry would catch the fish in the well and would drink the water in the well. In this way, there is a "fishing city" called.

　　Now think about the infinite memory of the heart, the memory of the river gurgling movement, miss the fragrance of honeysuckle, miss the sky dragonflies, miss that......

　　"Class, listen carefully."! Immediately in the exam, such a state of how to do? "A familiar voice brought me back from memory to reality. I smiled with shame. I thought I would go back to the middle school entrance exam.

　　Look at this beautiful hometown, with seven years of yearning!

　　初二我的家乡英语周记【三】

　　In spring, the weather gradually warmed up, and the warm sunshine shone on the earth. The spring flowers were blooming, and the golden petals opened their smiling faces, as if greeting the coming of spring. Willow shoots fresh green shoots, the grass drilled out of the surface, the ice on the lake melted, they change the earth to a green new clothes.

　　The scenery is more beautiful in summer. Long long long green leaves packed closely layer upon layer of poplar trees, like a row of strong on sentry sentry. The Nanhu Lake is full of lotus flowers. A blossoming flower painter like a bud just ready to burst, the bucket pen dipped in pink pigment. Open Lotus, some expand two or three, and some are all unfolded. The pink petals with a yellow flower and bright yellow lotus. The jade lotus leaves show clear veins, like a large disk floating on the water surface. A breeze blew across the lake and rippled like fish scales. Lotus leaves in the wind, like a graceful girl dancing.

　　Autumn is coming, the weather is cool. The leaves of willow trees change from green to yellow, and leaves fall down like a butterfly dancing in the sky. Pines, cypresses and poplars lined up in rows of strong sentinels, standing in the autumn wind, still as green. The green grass turns from green to yellow, and the withered and yellow grass grows like a soft carpet in autumn.

　　Winter, is a happy season, is a season of ice and snow. Children play and play in winter. Some kids have snowball fights, snowmen, and skis. Snowman standing in the snow is very lovely, they are happy to watch the children playing games. In winter a large snowflakes, heaven and earth is turned into white. I love winter.

　　I like the four seasons in my hometown. I love my hometown.

　　初二我的家乡英语周记【四】

　　I remember the big sweet scented osmanthus trees I played with me before the broad gate of my childhood, and the smooth and simple stone walls that I had played with me during childhood. Everything here is hard for me to forget.

　　Remember when the home, the environment is very beautiful, a slender green thatch in the land of the wind dancing; thick vines climbing on the trunk, at the top of the tree greedily absorb sunlight, increasingly strong, then slowly bent to become a natural "water hole" thin; tree spreads his tiny green leaves, in the sunlight, and gradually grow...... It was just the beautiful scenery in the back mountains that added a lot of fun to my childhood.

　　Walking in this quiet mountain forest, you will inevitably meet a small animal. Good luck, may see the little cicada singing was lying in the trunk, while enjoying the sweet taste of the sap, while enjoying the gentle sunbathing; beautiful Ladybug preyed on scourge plant aphid on the grass. But if luck was almost Bakai grass, sometimes saw a snake with a lift during the first half of the body, serpent son is staring at you, see you the creeps, cast legs turned and ran; sometimes they will meet tarantula, tough! If they were bitten, it was not just pain, the place where they were bitten sometimes swollen, black, and even fainted.

　　In the bamboo forest behind the mountain, the most interesting thing is that the bamboo blossom. Some of us say that bamboo doesn't blossom very much in its life, so few people see what it looks like. To this end, I also run to bamboo forest, turn to more than a dozen laps. For a long time, really down to I met once, the pale purple flowers with a white, hanging in the bamboo, to the whole planet straight upright bamboo adds a bit of gentle, make people's eyes take on an altogether new aspect.

　　It's a good time for me to spend my childhood here, and I still remember it today.

　　初二我的家乡英语周记【五】

　　The morning rain block teetering on the leaves, the sun, through it, into a small rainbow, always a beautiful moment. The heart locked inside the box, but the things are permanent, can not be lost.

　　"Sell" Tomatoes on sticks! "Roasted sweet potatoes, fragrant and sweet potato!" "sticky cake, hot sticky cake!" simple cries, brought back memories have been buried.

　　At a very young age, the selling sound is real and believable. Remember, at that time, a palm sized sticky cake can relish the squint to eat for a long time, until the rice grains are of the finger licking was craving, so delicious, but now can not understand that kind of feeling.

　　I love my hometown and love the cries of my hometown. In my heart of hearts, the homely voice is the most beautiful voice. It makes people busy and bored in the heart of a place to stay, so that each hometown face a long smile.