Article 1: My hometown.
My hometown is located at the foot of Taihang Mountain, and a stream flows by the village. From a distance, the stream slowly flows eastward like a silver belt; Take a closer look, the stream is crystal clear, and small fish and shrimps swim freely in the water. The cypress trees on the mountains on both sides of the river are evergreen all year round. My hometown is like a big park, with countless beautiful scenery all year round.
Spring, winter jasmine on the mountain, peach blossoms and pear blossoms in the orchard ... all the blooming seasons. From a distance, the hillside is red, yellow and white ... colorful and beautiful. The hillside is full of all kinds of flowers. Take a closer look and smell. The fragrance of flowers is intoxicating. Several bees collect honey from flowers from time to time. In the endless wheat field, the farmer's uncle is working, which adds vitality to spring.
When summer comes, the ducklings swim happily in the river and dive underwater to hunt food from time to time. Small boats come and go on the river. When adults are not looking, the children sneak into the river to catch fish and shrimp, which makes them happy. In the evening, every family brought the food to the stone table in front of the door, sat on the stool and wolfed it down. Xia Hong on the horizon, the evening breeze and the birds flying overhead are all their good friends. Together with the country people, they painted a natural and harmonious rural scenery.
Autumn is coming, and the chill is chilly. In the orchard on the bank of the river, there is a scene of bumper harvest. Golden pears, red apples and small lanterns-like persimmons are covered with branches. Autumn wind blows, and ripe fruits dance with the wind, bringing waves of charming fragrance. The farmer's uncle is busy walking into the orchard to pick fruit. They carefully picked the fruits, put them in boxes, loaded them with tricycles, and transported them to the city, so that people in the city could share the joy of this bumper harvest.
Winter is coming, and white snow flowers are falling down. Snow is everywhere on the hillside, in the fields, on the roof and in the yard, and the whole village seems to have entered a fairy tale world. The children in the village are running in the snow, some are making snowmen and some are having snowball fights. Adults are also busy with things at home, some are cleaning, some are shopping for new year's goods, and some are getting together to discuss the event of making a fortune next year. Although the weather is cold, everyone feels warm.
My hometown, no matter when, no matter what season, has charming scenery, I love my hometown!
Chapter 2: Summer in my hometown.
My hometown is located in a small village, where the mountains, water and people are beautiful and the four seasons are distinct. Some people like vibrant spring, maybe autumn with lots of fruits, or winter with snowflakes, but I like hot summer best.
It is particularly hot in summer. At noon, the weather is even hotter. People hide at home, turn on electric fans and blow air conditioners. Dogs hide in the shade of trees for the summer, and they have made their own "unique trick"-radiating heat with their tongues. They are panting like asthma patients. The tap water at home is steaming hot, and the bird doesn't know where to hide; The vegetation is dejected and despondent; Only cicadas, singing in the branches, really like cheering for the scorching sun!
In summer, I like swimming best because the water in the river is cool. It's good to stay there. Many people swim in the river at noon every day, plopping. I am not bad, and I can swim. Whenever my father tells me to leave, I can't bear it.
Lotus flowers are in full bloom this season. These graceful Miss Lotus danced with Mr. Lotus Leaf, who was heroic, and I was intoxicated by this beautiful dance. At the moment, how I wish I were a lotus!
On summer nights in the country, adults shake their cattail leaf fans and sit in their own yards to enjoy the cool. The children are running around with a bottle and a small net in their hands. What are they doing? Oh, they caught fireflies again.
It is not bad to say that summer is a child. It was sunny in Wan Li just now, and then suddenly there was a strong wind and dark clouds. Soon I heard "boom!" There was a loud noise between heaven and earth. Then, thousands of needles fell from the sky. Rain falls on the leaves, leaves crackle, trees dance ... Rain falls on the roadside, splashing bubbles. The rain stopped and beautiful rainbows hung in the sky.
Summer in my hometown is beautiful, colorful, sunny and ever-changing. I love my hometown and I love it even more.
Chapter 3: The Architectural River in my hometown.
In my hometown, there is a big river as bright as a mirror, as green as jade and as light as yarn, named Jiang Dalou. Its beauty attracts many Chinese and foreign tourists from all corners of the country.
Seen from a distance, this crystal-clear building is like a blue tulle woven by an ingenious weaver girl. The gauze is dotted with jasper, which exudes dazzling brilliance and makes people fondle it. But it is like a green dragon winding on the land of its hometown, lying on its back and guarding it all the time. In my mind, it is only a thousand miles away from the Lijiang River in Guilin, which is not inferior at all.
On both sides of the building river is a bamboo forest in full of green. From a distance, it looks like an endless sea of bamboo, looming in the rolling crowd, like a shy little girl, hiding from outsiders and refusing to show herself.
Standing on the river bank, I saw a clear river flowing through it. This water is so clear, clear as a mirror; So green, as green as leaves; So soft, soft as a cloud. Like natural green agate. Through the dense bamboo sea, the flowers and plants on both sides of the river are reflected on the mirror-like river surface, which forms a long picture. At this time, the oncoming cool wind, like a naughty child, was blown up by him and rushed to the bank, splashing silvery white waves, breaking this beautiful painting he painted. The waves are frolicking and patting my cheek, which makes people feel refreshed.
Ah! All of a sudden, it seems that all these things are integrated into one, forming a vivid ink painting, which is really beautiful! My heart has long been intoxicated in the river of architecture. ...
Ah! Charming architecture Jiang I love you, I want to praise you with the best language!