In spring, flocks of birds fly back from the south. Birds are standing on the branches singing beautiful music, and flowers are blooming. Spring in my hometown is like beautiful pictures.
in summer, the hometown began to be lively. The cicada chirped on the trunk, as if to say, "It's so hot! It's so hot! By the river, children are playing happily, some are swimming, some are having a water fight and some are washing clothes.
In autumn, the sky is so blue and high, and there is a scene of harvest in the fields. The geese fly to the south in a herringbone line.
In winter, it snowed in my hometown, but the children were even more excited. Everyone chased after snowball fights, and some even ate ice cubes on flowers. Everyone had a great time.
the beautiful scenery in my hometown brings us joy. Isn't such a beautiful hometown worth loving?