I love my hometown. My hometown’s original breeding farm is a place rich in fruit varieties.

In spring, everything revives. The fruit trees that have been weighed down by snow all winter finally straighten up. The water in the original lake also rises. The young leaves of the fruit trees slowly grow. Grandma and grandfather are about to start working. They start

Prune the branches of fruit trees, apply fertilizer, loosen the soil... Grandpa said that only in this way can the fruits grow big and sweet in autumn.

It turns out that the sweet oranges I eat every time are cultivated in this way, and I seem to understand the principle of hard work and harvest.

In the summer, when I returned to my hometown during the summer vacation, the fruit trees were really full of green fruits-oranges and grapefruits. The leaves were very lush and dense. I put up a handful of "parasols" in front of my house. My grandparents often moved them.

Xiao Dengzi sat under a small umbrella reading newspapers and doing needlework. Sometimes even the kitten came over and had a good sleep under the shade of the tree.

In the early morning, the air was very fresh. I walked out for a walk in the fruit trees and smelled the green grass. It was so beautiful. Suddenly a pheasant soared from the trees, with its back like a burning "fire" and its long tail.

Long, like a magical bird. When the sun comes out, butterflies are flying around in the forest, dancing in the wind. There are also unknown birds singing in the forest. My mother told me that these are

The newly born little bird is hungry and waiting for the mother bird to come back to find bugs to eat.

In the evening, the original lake becomes a paradise for adults and children.

Some children dragged car tires, and some bought swimming rings and flapping around at the water's edge to learn how to swim. The brave ones rowed into the deep water, and the naughty ones even got into the water and had a water fight.

The adults did not use swimming rings to compete in the middle of the lake, swimming on their backs, swimming like frogs, and rushing to swim to the other side.

Dad often participates in competitions, and sometimes he even ranks first.

Sometimes we play in the water until it gets almost dark before we go home. How much joy the original lake brings us in summer!

The original seed field in autumn is the original seed field for harvest. The birds born in summer have also grown up. They fly around among the fruit trees and announce good news to people, such as red oranges, yellow oranges and plump grapefruits.

The branches bowed their heads deeply under the pressure.

Sometimes in the evening, when I look around, I see red lanterns hanging all over the mountains and fields. Grandparents and grandparents are walking around in the fields with satisfaction, waving banana fans, and laughing with each other about how this year is another good harvest year.

The original breeding farm is quiet in winter. When the north wind blows, the orchards in the original breeding farm are covered with snow-white quilts. The thick snow makes the original breeding farm sparkle. Grandpa said with a smile.

: Auspicious snow heralds a good harvest. Next year will be another good harvest year.

It's cold outside, but it's really warm inside the house. The family is sitting around the stove, talking and eating, so happy!

My hometown of Yuan Breeding Farm is beautiful all year round. You are welcome to come as a guest if you have time!

There are endless fruits here, special clay pot tea... and even more hospitable people.