I love the first poem in my hometown.
Home, home, the love of celestite.
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Hometown, hometown, love for the golden sun
365 days of love glory.
It is still warm to go home every night.
Hometown, hometown, full of stars.
Turn on the lights opposite the bank one by one.
I don't know which one goes up and which one goes down.
Hometown, hometown, a wind of love.
Shake and roar at the end of the year and the beginning of the year.
You can't put out the candles on the trunk.
Love you, love you, I have a night.
Kiss your long green hair.
Rose petals falling in autumn leaves
Love you, love you for a while.
Breast-feed for half a month
Scatter the crystal dew of night grass everywhere.
Love you, love you, for you.
Cover your Populus euphratica printed quilt.
Listen to the sound of pumping water from the same root
Home, home, the love of celestite.
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I like poetry in my hometown.
When I was a child, I always wondered,
This winding road,
Why is it so long,
Let the little me never reach the end of the road.
When I was a child, I wanted to fly very much.
I always feel that my hometown has bound my wings.
I always feel that my dream is sealed in love.
Always impatient.
When I grow up, the roads and water in my hometown.
You can only savor it in your dreams.
The city lights are very bright,
But the one that belongs to me is gone.
The sky in the city is vast,
But I just lack the wings to shelter me from the wind and rain.
That mountain, that water, that river, that small bridge, that smoke.
I once took away my father's smile, and I once took away my mother's tears.
At this time, I returned here, which I haven't seen for many years: mountains, water, bridges and smoke.
I love my parents!
I like poetry in my hometown.
Facing the newborn sun,
A touch of new green stretches the branches and leaves.
I saw it,
See the hope of returning to nature.
Gently push open the glass window,
Birds sing happily,
I heard it,
Heard the imagination of the forest.
Walking on the tree-lined path,
The fragrance of green trees is refreshing,
I smell it,
Smell the breath of life.
Ah!
Tiexi
Once the dust falls,
Be baptized by patches of green shade.
The noise of the year,
Covered by laughter.
Strive for the new Tiexi
A shabby low bungalow,
With the pace of the times, it disappeared,
Tall buildings,
With the rhythm of the times, it rises from the ground.
Tiexi New District!
I don't want to compare you to the sun,
Because you emit more light than the sun.
I don't want to compare you to the moon,
Because you are brighter than the moon.
I really want to fly in the sky,
Because I want to see the new area in my eyes.
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Never forget.
Have different dreams at different times,
Different times have different hopes,
Bless you, New Tiexi
Grow sturdily in the sun and shine brilliantly.
I love poems in my hometown:
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2. Poems about my love for my hometown
3. Poetry about loving hometown
I like four poems about my hometown.
I like reciting three poems from my hometown.