My home is in Ninghai, a neither too small nor too big city.
From morning till night, there is not a day that is not lively.
I like Xuxiake Street in my hometown. Up to now, I have been there hundreds of times. The scenery there is ancient to me. It doesn't matter whether I am a "little tour guide" or not. Let me introduce you!
Almost all of them are the sea. On both sides of the sea, rows of colorful flowers with green trees and willows surround the long sea. Above the sea, there is a bridge that has passed for many years. In spring, the earth is a green world.
In the field, rape is growing, still a seedling.
In summer, the hateful Grandfather Sun bakes the earth. The leaves of the trees are already hot and the water is dry, but they still stand upright by the sea, like a PLA soldier.
In autumn, the "People's Liberation Army" is dying, its leaves are gone, and its head hangs naked, like an old man who is about to die. However, the white loquat in our hometown has matured. With the most moisture and the sweetest taste, it is called the king of loquat. If you take a bite, don't say, "delicious!" " This is so weird!
In winter, trees begin to wear clothes. Straw wraps the tree tightly, or paints it with white paint. Although the weather is very cold, the old people are still practicing. Badminton, Tai Ji Chuan and running plum blossoms are blooming in the cold, and their elegant dance is so beautiful and natural.
I love my hometown!