Descriptive Essay About My Hometown

Long Island, New York is my birthplace and my home. I’ve lived here my entire existence of 17 years and I am blessed. I grew up in a 4 bedroom home in a town by the name of Williston Park. My home is a two-story colonial with a large front and back yard. The lush green grass and the variety of plants in the front yard make it aesthetically pleasing. The white siding of the home make it really hard to keep clean. The four windows in the front of the home make it look as if the house is smiling when you go towards it. Most of the homes in my neighborhood are similar in size and basic structure. Many of these homes are occupied by older white couples. Although my town isn't as diverse as the neighboring towns I love my neighborhood. Some of my favorite things to do are having casual conversations with my older neighbor John; going to the many baseball or football fields to play with my friends; go to Roosevelt Field Mall, or go to one of the many restaurants we have, or finally go to a place called Bounce, which is an indoor trampoline park. One of the greatest parts about my neighborhood is the sense of community and how we are able to set our differences aside when people we care about are in need. Growing up on Long Island we don't have as much access to public transportation compared to NYC, so I usually asked my parents for rides or was stuck walking miles to my friend’s house, or wherever else I went. Once I reached the age I really had no choice other than to get my

Experienced nine dynasties, a total of 1606 of years, until 1943, the county government was moved to "Canoe Mouth" (Hauzizui in Chinese, i.e. today's Songzi City). Millennium ancient city, though after the wars, famines, suffering vicissitudes, but by the early 1950's, everywhere were stone sculptures, such as stone Gods, lions, horses, unicorns, Shek Kwu, turtle, drums ...... Except the City Wall was damaged seriously, it's gates were destroyed during the anti-Japanese war that needs to be refreshed, rest of the city, such as the four streets, twelve lanes, seventy two ancient wells, Pagoda, Drum Tower, White Bones Tower and many tombs, resident houses, mansions, official halls, Buddhist and Taoist temples mostly were

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What don't people know? People don’t know or understand many things. People first make a judgment about someone or something. They then decide whether they like or not like someone or something. People judge, people stare, people are rude, people are mean. You wish that everyone in the world was nice and that the world was a safe place with no “bad guys”. Soon you will wake up and realize the truth, the truth about the world and the people.

Imagine yourself coming to a city you have never been to for a vacation. You have just gotten a leave from your job and you are expecting a relaxing vacation without any hassles. After a long flight, you reach your final destination, Pearadex, California. You walk out of the airport into a huge, beautiful city full of gigantic skyscrapers that is the home of the city’s tech industry. As you walk into the downtown area, you see a beautiful fountain with water gushing out in all directions making its way through the city using a median of streams which resemble a microchip when looked from above. Little kids are playing in the stream splashing around while the senior citizens sit on pear-shaped benches watching the young children with glee. Hover cars make their way as they gently glide on top of the river and the streets lining them and guide their passengers home with the low sound of hover cars powered by compressed gases. Paddle boats and tour gondolas glide across the water gently as their occupants heartily talk and laugh. Suddenly a bell rings out of nowhere and you are alarmed as you do not know what is going on. You breathe a sigh of relief as you see kids of all ages flock out of school in the thousands and hear their screams of joy as you walk past. They all dash to Crystal Lake to escape the heat. The clear water with a hint of blue is full of ripples going off in all directions from the boats and canoes. The familiar smell of freshly cut grass from the field in Birchland Park enters your nose. You are home! You finally attain your peace and quietness. The neighborhood is very quiet allowing you to take a peaceful nap and dream about the wonderful sights you will see and the things you will do in this wonderful city tomorrow.

Pebbles fly as my Jeep takes a corner too fast, my body lurching to the left at the sudden force of the turn. I’m finally on Green, a quiet dirt road that stretches from Bennett Lake to Parshallville, a scenic detour I ride down that lets me clear my head. I’ve only lived in the area for two years, but those two years gave me something timeless--a home. My home isn’t some conventional house in the suburbs, although I did live in such a house, but it is the roads and the fields that webbed their way throughout and past my city, and the memories I make with others while on them. I glance at my sister Ken next to me; her right arm stretching lazily out of the window, the other scrolling the radio’s knob, attempting to find a worthy song to play. She’s only nineteen, with hair shorter and blonder than my own. Her presence soothes me, as if every pleasant memory we grew up making together was somehow brought back through each of her smiles. She is my closest friend; she not only provides the part of my home that allows me to be heard by someone who understands, but also the knowledge that we cherish the same home. I pull my attention away from her, watching the fields and houses quickly slip by. The few farmhouses we pass begin to fade until all that borders the road are giant trees, each tipping over us to create a canopy of leaves.

Laizhou embraces Bohai Bay to its west border and is famous for swimming crabs and razor clams. Claimed as the Capital of the Chinese Rose, Laizhou hosts Chinese Rose Festival on May 25 every year, attracting thousands of visitors. Laizhou is also well known for its creative straw handmade crafts, one of Laizhou's main exporting commodities. Li Denghai, a Laizhou native, is called Godfather of Compact Planting Hybrid Maize for his contribution. Apple orchards and

Luckily,I have been given an exciting position as the head of a tourism department. Everyone loves his hometown,and I am no exception.From ancient times,My hometown is a beautiful city which has a colorful culture .My hometown has been always enjoying a high-level of civilization and praised as "a second SuZhou"as well as "the hometown of Confucius and Mencius, the Land of Proprieties ".Now,I am very honored to have this chance to introduce my hometown Jining to all of you.I think it is a good city to travel.And you will love my town.

In between the busy streets of 35th avenue and 43rd lies my silent and kind neighborhood. Where everyone is nice to each other and not lousy or mean.  About two months ago, my mother bought our first home. My house looks like a duplex because there are two entrances, one on the left and right and it also has two drive ways. Turning into my neighborhood you right away see that it  is a dead end street, and has very few houses one each side of the road. There is not really anything that grabs one's attention where I live, except a 2017 mustang that is parked next door, or how many stray cats there live here.. Other than that a true attention catcher is our neighbors well kept yard. They have bushes along the driveway shaped into a beautiful square. And colorful flowers in their neat front yard. Their grass is also much greener than anyone else’s. You can tell they care about their yard a lot because they have a landscaper come every week.  There are also two schools that are across the street,  a charter high school that is to the left of an elementary school. What I do like about my neighborhood is that the streets are very wide, wider than usual which gives everyone an advantage. It was so convenient that we lived right across the street from an elementary school. I thought to myself  “I have younger siblings that could go there!” But they really couldn't - the school is only from 1st-5th grade and my sisters were just in 6th and 7th grade. In the mornings are usually when I

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It been a ten years I missed my hometown. I still remember about my hometown, where I grew up and spent half of my childhood time in there. My hometown was small, we didn’t have a tall building,and even we didn’t have a good house. I lived in refugee camp,I was happy to live in there. In my hometown everyone nice to each other, neighbor were grateful, and Helpful. Back in days I had so many friends, We were played football (soccer) everyday, Sometime my friend and I used skipped class together, and at home we get punishment by our parents. I’ve a great memories with my hometown.

Linyi is one of the important representatives of Qilu flavor, Linyi region of ancient times for the land of Lu, thousands of years to form a "steamed, boiled, roasted, brewed, fried, fried, boiled, cooked, fried, wax, Vinegar, sauce, wine, honey, pepper "for the framework of the Lunan cooking techniques; was born such as Linyi fried chicken, eight treasures lobster, Linyi grits, a product three fresh chicken, garlic fish, pancake fruit, pancake pancakes, Junan donkey meat, boiled boiled yellow tube and so on dozens of local names to eat.

Linda Bennett once said “Our homes represent more than our financial assets; they have a deep and unique emotional meaning. Our earliest memories of home are often connected to our childhood.” To me home is where my family is, it’s where I was raised. No matter how far away you move from your home, it will always mean as much to you now as it did back then. Everyone’s home is the building block of the foundation of their future development as a person.

To me the concept of hometown is far removed but yet so familiar. Where I’m from in Ghana, West Africa, your mother’s hometown is your hometown. I have never been to my mother’s town so I cannot call it home. Except the time the bus driver sped past, with a school bus full of antsy middle schoolers, on a field trip. Where I’m from is where I live, Asenua. Sandwiched between two renowned villages Mamponteng and Ahwiaa-Meduma; Asenua is the armpit that connects the arm to the shoulder. A town whose sole purpose is to be bridge whence its name which means cross in English.

Today, it is my honor to introduce my hometown. It is the place where I was raised; I have deep feelings for it. My hometown is a famous scenic spot, that is "Liang Shan", believe that people have seen the "Water Margin" knows this place. My hometown, located in the middle of Shandong Province, is an inland city. Now, there are about one hundred thousand people living here. Although the city is not very big, but it is very cozy. If you travel to my hometown, you will feel the warmth of the people.