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My hometown is the most beautiful
In an ordinary, quiet town, people and the United States and the United States, where is my lovely hometown.
When the first rays of the morning sun, people are early, wandering in the riverside road, breathing the fresh air. Old people, girls here practicing Tai Chi, sword, morning exercise run, a variety of doing a variety of things, bustling. When the sun a little bit to sprinkle to the earth, the students has 66 continuously and continuously into the beautiful campus, Lang Lang doushusheng came from the campus, dew glistening on the grass SMB roll to roll and seemed to listen to with relish it!
The sun rose slowly, radiant glow, at this time, the riverside on the road to a few people, mostly at the farmer's market. In the farmers market, traders pulled voice crying out, want to recruit more than some customers to buy their goods. Consumers and left stroll right look, carrying a basket in the market in the shuttle. In this bustling cries, mingled with customers of hearty laughter.
Evening, sunset like red faced drunk drunk, fell to that side of the river. The water reflected half red, half yellow, this is really "sunset shop in the water, half River rustles half river red" ah! Hometown dusk is quiet, the roadside flowers are in the breeze in the quiet asleep; dusk in my hometown is lively, in the river to wash clothes to and fro, stream; some of the old lady still here to practice drum, "boom boom, boom boom", clear sweet sound of drum pierced the tranquility of the sunset.
The sun goes down, the night comes, the moon is high hanging in the blue sky, the stars blinking eyes watching people. Every time, Binhe Road lanterns, neon lights flashing dazzling rays of light, beautiful Binhe Road covered with a gorgeous color vests, making it look more beautiful, more charming. Neon lights reflected in Lingling clearance of the river is more colorful.
I love my beautiful hometown.
Dear sirsre
My hometown, although there is no Tarzan that majestic peaks and ridges, also does not have the Fragrance Hill that life and death of the maple leaf, but he four seasons scenery picturesque, who see the will be amazed.
When Yan Chun Ming call, the mountain scenery gorgeous. Do not believe, you see! The red, white, blue, yellow and can't call what color of flowers will dazzle you, overwhelmed the. Small groups of bees in the flowers flew busy collecting nectar, flowers butterflies fluttering and dancing, clever birds in the branches on the chirp sing non-stop, has brought limitless vitality to the quiet village.
And those people are not pay attention to the grass, Mimi crowded together, are you pro I squeezed and pushed and shoved, like a soft carpet shop on the hillside, step on up the soft, lying comfortable in the above extremely, and careless to do a good dream, so beautiful!
When the summer cicadas sing when, everywhere covered with wax gourd. You see, in the dense bamboo, covered with one green through the skin, their different shapes. At this time, I see in the busy cut melon farmer uncle, aunts, bent over, with hand off wax gourd leaves. WOW! Big melon ah! Farmers see with our hands, with a pair of scissors to cut down. Really beautiful, big and green harvest is certainly a lot. They cut one after another, scissors cut "to break".
When the autumn wind blows, the field of view is even more attractive. Especially for the seedlings that a piece of field, from her can be seen from far away like spread a piece of golden carpet. Yi Keke node seedlings with rice, an ear to ear hanging down, good-looking!
When winter breeze whistling, this mountain is very quiet, no one, all kinds of animals are hiding in the nest, people are in the house heating!
In an ordinary, quiet town, people and the United States and the United States, where is my lovely hometown.
When the first rays of the morning sun, people are early, wandering in the riverside road, breathing the fresh air. Old people, girls here practicing Tai Chi, sword, morning exercise run, a variety of doing a variety of things, bustling. When the sun a little bit to sprinkle to the earth, the students has 66 continuously and continuously into the beautiful campus, Lang Lang doushusheng came from the campus, dew glistening on the grass SMB roll to roll and seemed to listen to with relish it!
The sun rose slowly, radiant glow, at this time, the riverside on the road to a few people, mostly at the farmer's market. In the farmers market, traders pulled voice crying out, want to recruit more than some customers to buy their goods. Consumers and left stroll right look, carrying a basket in the market in the shuttle. In this bustling cries, mingled with customers of hearty laughter.
Evening, sunset like red faced drunk drunk, fell to that side of the river. The water reflected half red, half yellow, this is really "sunset shop in the water, half River rustles half river red" ah! Hometown dusk is quiet, the roadside flowers are in the breeze in the quiet asleep; dusk in my hometown is lively, in the river to wash clothes to and fro, stream; some of the old lady still here to practice drum, "boom boom, boom boom", clear sweet sound of drum pierced the tranquility of the sunset.
The sun goes down, the night comes, the moon is high hanging in the blue sky, the stars blinking eyes watching people. Every time, Binhe Road lanterns, neon lights flashing dazzling rays of light, beautiful Binhe Road covered with a gorgeous color vests, making it look more beautiful, more charming. Neon lights reflected in Lingling clearance of the river is more colorful.
I love my beautiful hometown.
Dear sirsre
My hometown, although there is no Tarzan that majestic peaks and ridges, also does not have the Fragrance Hill that life and death of the maple leaf, but he four seasons scenery picturesque, who see the will be amazed.
When Yan Chun Ming call, the mountain scenery gorgeous. Do not believe, you see! The red, white, blue, yellow and can't call what color of flowers will dazzle you, overwhelmed the. Small groups of bees in the flowers flew busy collecting nectar, flowers butterflies fluttering and dancing, clever birds in the branches on the chirp sing non-stop, has brought limitless vitality to the quiet village.
And those people are not pay attention to the grass, Mimi crowded together, are you pro I squeezed and pushed and shoved, like a soft carpet shop on the hillside, step on up the soft, lying comfortable in the above extremely, and careless to do a good dream, so beautiful!
When the summer cicadas sing when, everywhere covered with wax gourd. You see, in the dense bamboo, covered with one green through the skin, their different shapes. At this time, I see in the busy cut melon farmer uncle, aunts, bent over, with hand off wax gourd leaves. WOW! Big melon ah! Farmers see with our hands, with a pair of scissors to cut down. Really beautiful, big and green harvest is certainly a lot. They cut one after another, scissors cut "to break".
When the autumn wind blows, the field of view is even more attractive. Especially for the seedlings that a piece of field, from her can be seen from far away like spread a piece of golden carpet. Yi Keke node seedlings with rice, an ear to ear hanging down, good-looking!
When winter breeze whistling, this mountain is very quiet, no one, all kinds of animals are hiding in the nest, people are in the house heating!
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