My hometown is in Sichuan, where the scenery is very beautiful. The whole city is surrounded by mountains. The mountains are beautiful and the air is fresh.
The trees on the mountain are tall and lush, green, and the little squirrel jumps around happily in the Woods, running very fast. Seen from a distance, the forest is like a green cloak of mountains. There are streams and rivers at the foot of the mountain. The clear water rattled against the rocks. Ding-dong, Ding-dong ... The music played by natural musical instruments whirled and floated in the quiet valley. There are patches of grass by the river, and the ground is full of green grass, mixed with some red, yellow and white, spread out like a street stall by the river. It is very beautiful.
There is fog in the morning, and the scenery on the mountain is hazy, so I can't see anything clearly. That mountain is like a white veil, and the whole mountain is immersed in fog, like a fairyland in a fairy tale.
At noon, the sun came out and the red sun shone on the earth. At this time, the fog dispersed. Although the fog dispersed, the grass was happy, because the fog turned it into a dress inlaid with pearls. A breeze blew and the grass danced.
At night, the sun goes down. The earth gradually fell silent and the mountains became lively. When people sleep, animals play, hunt and sing cheerful songs in the forest.
This is my hometown-Sichuan, a mysterious and beautiful place.