Friend, have you been to my hometown? My hometown has beautiful mountains and clear waters and charming scenery. There are endless rice fields here, as well as lychee trees all over the mountains and plains.

In spring, the silky drizzle falls non-stop. The lychee trees greedily suck the spring dew, and the oval leaves laugh happily in the rain and mist. Soon, bunches of white flowers bloomed on the treetops, and the fragrance of the flowers attracted swarms of hard-working bees.

In June and July, lychees mature. The heart-shaped lychees are as big as ping pong balls and are covered with thorns. The lychees were green at first, then turned into light red, and finally turned into deep red. Pick a lychee and peel off the shell, and you can see the flesh like peeled egg whites, which is crystal clear, and you can also vaguely see the core like red dates in the pulp! Take a bite and it will be sweet and refreshing, making you love it more and more.

Lychee is a treasure all over the body; the fresh fruit can be eaten raw or made into dishes; when dried, it can be made into soup and soaked in wine, so that people with weak constitution can drink it to nourish the body.

I thought: No matter where I go when I grow up, I will never forget the specialty of my hometown - lychee.