My hometown is a garden, with the fragrance of flowers; my hometown is a forest, with the coolness of green trees; my hometown is a field, with the hope of harvest; my hometown is a snow scene, with the sparkle of ice crystals.
Looking back on the past, every household would fill their small courtyard with fruits and vegetables in order to not worry about food.
All year round, as long as something can be planted, the small courtyard will be full. As you can see, various colors are mixed and messy.
Such a crowded and messy courtyard.
Nowadays, families no longer grow vegetables, but flowers.
There are flowers all year round.
In spring, roses, roses, etc. bloom.
In summer the flowers are more prosperous and colorful.
In autumn, the flowers should have withered, but the chrysanthemums are in full bloom.
In winter, the snow is falling, but plum blossoms are blooming on the branches.
Fragrance continues all year round.
Fragrant, my hometown is as beautiful as a garden.
Thinking back to the past, everything in and outside the village was bare, with almost no trees.
In summer, the adults chatting outside would sit along the wall, while most of the children would hide inside and fan themselves.
The inside of the house is like a steamer, and the outside is like a hot pot.
And now, in front of and behind the house, on both sides of the street... my hometown is a garden, with the fragrance of flowers; my hometown is a forest, with the coolness of green trees; my hometown is a field, with the hope of harvest; my hometown is a snow scene, with the sparkle of ice crystals
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Looking back on the past, every household would fill their small courtyard with fruits and vegetables in order to not worry about food.
All year round, as long as something can be planted, the small courtyard will be full. As you can see, various colors are mixed and messy.
Such a crowded and messy courtyard.
Nowadays, families no longer grow vegetables, but flowers.
There are flowers all year round.
In spring, roses, roses, etc. bloom.
In summer the flowers are more prosperous and colorful.
In autumn, the flowers should have withered, but the chrysanthemums are in full bloom.
In winter, the snow is falling, but plum blossoms are blooming on the branches.
Fragrance continues all year round.
Fragrant, my hometown is as beautiful as a garden.
Thinking back to the past, everything in and outside the village was bare, with almost no trees.
In summer, the adults chatting outside would sit along the wall, while most of the children would hide inside and fan themselves.
The inside of the house is like a steamer, and the outside is like a hot pot.
Now, green trees are planted in front of and behind the houses, on both sides of the streets, in and outside the village. Although not as dense as the forest, they are still full of green trees.
In summer, adults enjoy the shade under the trees, and children play under the trees.
The dense leaves bring bursts of coolness.
It's so cool, my hometown is as cool as the forest.
Looking back on the past, the fields were full of crops, densely packed, including corn, rice, peanuts, etc.
At that time, people's planting technology was not very high. Although they worked hard, the harvest was not very satisfactory.
The crops watered with every drop of sweat seem to be deliberately against people.
Now, with the popularization of science and technology, green and pollution-free crops are everywhere, mechanized production has been realized, saving time and effort, farmers' pockets are getting bigger and bigger, and their spare time life is also enriched.
In spring, the rice is like a green ocean, with waves rising; in autumn, the rice hangs its head, and the earth is golden. It can be said that "the fields are green all over with spring planting, and gold is everywhere during the autumn harvest."
Joy, my hometown is as full of harvest as the fields.
Looking back on the past, garbage has a paradise - the streets. It stays in every corner. Sometimes it dances in the wind and even swims in the water. It makes people want to hide when they see it. It is so dirty.
Now, the garbage has its own destination - the garbage dump. The streets are tidy and paved with cement roads, making it a dazzling bright spot.
Pure, my hometown that shines like ice crystals.
My hometown is constantly changing.