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The Beauty and Richness of My Hometown |
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Gentle spring breezes blow into my beautiful hometown. The grass sprouts
tenderly on the meadow, and the tall willow trees sway their soft branches and
leaves in the spring wind. Pink peach blossoms bloom on the branches, and white
pear blossoms fan their golden wings as bees buzz around them to gather nectar.
Colorful butterflies dance in pairs, and two or three children play
hide-and-seek. My hometown is truly beautiful in the spring!
Gradually, my hometown enters the summer season. Fragrant Chinese toon trees
offer fresh and tender leaves, and the withered melon has climbed onto the roof,
bearing pale yellow flowers. In the morning, small fish in the river jump around
the stones to play hide-and-seek. The field's crabapple blossoms bloom in red,
pink, white, yellow, and orange. As the night falls around eight or nine
o'clock, people sit on benches under the vibrant trees, enjoying the fragrance
of jasmine and osmanthus. We children run around the trees, adding liveliness to
the hot summer.
Autumn has arrived, and the orchard is filled with ripe and red apples emitting
tempting aromas. In the field, the corn shows its big yellow teeth, some even
leisurely blowing their beards, bursting with joy. Ah! The golden autumn is
filled with the joy of harvest.
Winter comes, and the earth, like a mother who has just given birth, falls
asleep tiredly under the white snow, reflecting the holy light of the studying
sun. The plain is silent like a lifeless painting, with only a corner of the
scene showing a thick smoke, adding movement to the picture.
My hometown is beautiful in all four seasons! I love my hometown, and even if I
go to the ends of the earth, I will never forget my roots - the beautiful
Pingchuan. The thick smoke in the corner of the picture adds dynamism to this
painting. |
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