hometown! What can I look forward to? When will I go home? Grandpa with white hair is not in our garden!
how can you forget? On a summer night, under the bright moon, the secluded column leans alone. Pink lotus, dark green lotus cover, white clothes!
The river head is clear and misty; It's the weather in the south of the Yangtze River, and it's raining-all I know is that there is a blue sea and a green river. This is my parents' hometown!
(There are absolutely no typos, lz, don't worry, there are many poems, so I'll give you some for the time being).