My hometown is a small town with beautiful scenery and shady trees.

In spring, the branches are tender and green, the grass opens its eyes lazily, and the flowers are in full bloom, red, blue, yellow and purple, all kinds of strange and colorful. The flowers give off intoxicating fragrance, attracting a large group of butterflies, which are dancing in the air. What a beautiful sight!

When summer comes, the leaves are greener, and we go fishing in the river. That tree is like some soldiers. Flowers are also more fragrant and attractive. The lotus flower is also in bloom, the lotus leaf is green, and the lotus flower is pale pink. How beautiful it is! We children like to pick lotus roots from the lotus pond to eat. Fish swim around in droves in the water. As soon as we catch them, they are "alive and kicking". It's pitiful to see them begging!

In autumn, geese fly south, and then they are arranged in a herringbone, and then in a herringbone. The sky is blue, the sky is golden, the wheat is yellow, the leaves are yellow, and the leaves leave the arms of the tree mother and "travel" alone. Farmers' uncles are very busy at this season, because the wheat cultivated by their hard sweat is ripe, and they are all busy cutting wheat!

When winter comes, snowflakes fall from the sky to the ground, and the whole world is white. Snowflakes are flower-shaped and white, and they melt into glittering and translucent water droplets when they are pinched in their hands.

My hometown is really beautiful. I love my hometown!

My hometown

I love my hometown full of laughter.

In spring, Sister Liu took off her white dress and put on a green wedding dress. The naughty little grass brother leaned out of his little head, and the little flower sister showed her white cheeks. The farmer's uncle worked hard and sowed in the fields. We children are playing on the lawn. The bird seemed to be attracted and sang loudly. Left a beautiful echo in that beautiful country.

in summer, streams are rushing. We children are playing by the river. Grown-ups are chatting in the shade of trees. The cicada is calling, as if to say, "It's hot!" Birds fly freely and happily in the sky. I left a good memory in that beautiful field.

In autumn, Sister Maple is falling with red leaves, as if welcoming a bumper harvest year. Xiaohua is ready to say goodbye to her brothers and sisters. Farmers' uncles are reaping the fruits of their labor in the fields of hope. We are helping the farmer's uncle with his work. Birds are saying goodbye to everything here in droves. Left a beautiful farewell sound in the field full of laughter.

in winter, heavy snow falls in abundance. We played happily on the path. All the plants gave in, but the holly tree stood proudly in the snow. Most of the animals are hibernating. In this quiet winter, I left my sister Dong's footprints.