The four seasons in Hangzhou are beautiful, and I am proud to be a native of Hangzhou.
In spring, the peach blossoms in Bai Causeway are smiling. Swallows fly back. They cut willows into green ribbons with their tails like scissors.
In summer, the lotus flowers in the West Lake bloom, and the lotus leaves are as big as hats, just as the ancient poem says, "The next day the lotus leaves are infinitely bright, and the next day the lotus leaves are red." The stream of Jiuxi rushed down the mountain singing, and the children were attracted to play by the cool stream.
In autumn, Beishan Street is like a golden avenue, dotted with beautiful skirts of Xi Zi girls. The forest on the mountain has been completely dyed, and maple and ginkgo have ignited the branches. The rice in the Bagua field bows and appears to be a gentleman and polite.
In winter, everyone comes to break the bridge to play with the snow, and plum blossoms bloom beautiful flowers against the background of winter snow. Although it is very cold in winter, Hefang Street is still very lively. The street smells good and people come and go.
Hangzhou is my home, and I love my beautiful home.