In spring, the hills in my backyard are decorated with peach blossoms, butterflies and dragonflies, and we spend time playing ... In autumn, peach blossoms turn into mud, and the mountains are covered with Xiantao clothes, and monkeys and squirrels secretly taste the fruit fragrance ... The hills in my backyard are unforgettable in the spring and autumn nights, so it is no wonder that grandpa laughs his head off. Passers-by are looking at my hill.
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