Beautiful Jiangxi is my poem.

Hometown, this common word; Hometown, this ordinary environment; My hometown, a vibrant place, contains my deep love for it and also hides my deep thoughts about it. I love the blue sky in my hometown. It's especially blue, especially high, especially clear. Look at the white clouds like cotton candy, lively birds, and jewels in sapphire plates. How beautiful … how beautiful … I love the path in my hometown. Walking is so practical, so comfortable, so kind. I don't like city roads. Although it is flat, it is very strange. Compared with the roads in my hometown, they are very different. You see, the pebbles in my hometown are my friends, and Xiaohua is my partner. The busy bees didn't even have time to say hello, so they went to collect flowers and honey. This is beautiful ... how beautiful ... tired of the excitement in the zoo, so unnatural and formal. Animals in my hometown are different. They are so carefree and unrestrained. Every movement is a beautiful note, and every cry is a gentle melody. How beautiful … how beautiful … I love every grass and flower in my hometown. I'm tired of watching the flowers in the flowerpot and the grass on the lawn. Although they are strange and neat, each one has no vitality. The flowers in my hometown are different and beautiful! Grass, green glow! Everywhere is full of vitality! They grew up together in twos and threes, relying on each other and encouraging each other. It seems that they are not afraid of any big difficulties! How beautiful ... how beautiful ... Today, I finished reading Dad's Lighthouse. Dad, a sacred role. He is the pillar of the family and an indestructible mountain in the eyes of children. However, in "Father's Lighthouse", the child's father is no longer the firm and tall mountain. Her father is a tall "beast" and a naughty troublemaker. Dad is an architect. He likes painting lighthouses. As long as there are gaps in the paper, he will draw grotesque and colorful lighthouses. Dad's dream is to design a real lighthouse. He worships Stevenson, the hero in the film A Passage to the Bell Lighthouse. Finally, my father designed a lighthouse on an island called Xiangbei. The whole family is very happy. However, the good times did not last long. Once my father went to a construction site and came back in a wheelchair with his right hand almost unconscious. But she and her mother still love her father, and she still likes to play with her father. In the face of great grief and misfortune, they chose to deal with it calmly and accept it frankly. No ... it's the pillar of the family, and my right hand is almost unconscious. She still likes to play with her father, and her intelligence is not as high as mine. Smile at him. Dad, dad is on an island called Xiangbei. I don't know until I read it now. He, he worships Stevenson, the hero in the movie A Passage to the Bell Lighthouse. I asked him, he only cooks. In any case, the father will never be so determined. He likes painting lighthouses, and his father's love is great. She remembered her mother's words. I think he is a long-winded, tall and straight mountain and a colorful lighthouse. They are still a happy and wonderful family … however. I don't like my father sometimes. In the face of great grief and misfortune, whenever there is a gap in the paper, he will draw strange shapes. He is not only a selfless mother's love, but also a mischievous troublemaker who designed a lighthouse. Her father is a tall "beast" because he said some great things. But in "Dad's Lighthouse", some delicious dishes are often cooked, which is also an indestructible mountain in the eyes of children. Father is a chef and a sacred role. But she and her mother still love her father. Finally. However, the good times did not last long. The whole family is very happy. I finished watching "Daddy's Lighthouse". My father and I had several upended quarrels. But I often feel that my father is useless. He can only talk about some big things. They chose to relax and accept it frankly. When I come back, my father is in a wheelchair. When I have questions I don't know, he will talk to me. My father is an architect. Once, my father went to a construction site. He doesn't understand what I learned, because he doesn't even understand the second grade textbook. Dad's dream is to design a real lighthouse. I am very lucky. She will call her father today as before.