The landscape composition of my hometown 1 My hometown Fuyang is a beautiful place. Although it is not as "the best in the world" as Guilin's landscape, it is always the most beautiful in my eyes.
Although the mountains in Fuyang are not as steep as the five mountains, they are endless; Although Huangshan has no strange pines and rocks, it has its own lush; Although there is no "majestic" of Mount Tai, it has its own "small and lovely" of Mount Tai. Behind my house are mountains. The mountains are shrouded in clouds and covered with a green dress full of spring. Even in winter, they are always full of vitality. In this paradise of plants, no one will disturb their carefree life. Every morning, I am awakened by a bird that clears its throat. In this endless mountain forest, I don't know how many beautiful scenery are waiting for us to discover.
Fuyang has a famous Fuchun River. It snuggles up to Fuyang all the year round, and the blue waves are rippling. From time to time, big ships "rumble" across the river, leaving long white waves behind. Water splashed on the rocks on the shore, wave after wave, "pa! Bang! Hey! " As regular as music. Seen from the air, Fuchun River is the Yu Pei embedded in Fuyang.
Whenever I appreciate the landscape pictures drawn by the great painter nature, I am always immersed in them. At this time, the naughty "Brother Yun" will also come and join in the fun uneasily. Running and running, "Brother Yun" turned into a magnificent lion, whistling in the sky; It's pitiful that he soon became a hungry lamb. In a short time, it turned into a huge hat, which sheltered people from the heat ... It was unpredictable and grotesque, and often made me linger. ...
Mountains and rivers in my hometown, clouds in my hometown, I love you forever! Love your "dignified beauty", love your "lively and lovely", even if I am in a foreign land, I will never forget you!
My hometown is a beautiful place with lush trees and crystal clear rivers. Really beautiful!
The river in my hometown is called Baihe, which has a long history in Zhaojingyan area. Small fish and shrimp swim happily in the river, gloating happily, sometimes spits out bubbles naughtily, and sometimes plays with their companions, so happy!
In the fields of my hometown, there are all kinds of vegetables and fruits, as well as large orchards. Persimmons, apple trees, pear trees and grapes can be seen everywhere. If you take a bite, the juice will be sweet to your heart! Every autumn, farmers are very happy, because the crops are ripe, and the fruitful results prove that this is another bumper harvest year!
My hometown is mountainous, and the mountains are high and low, which contain pleasing greenery all year round. In the forest, dense leaves overlap like a huge screen, covering the quiet world. Even in the hot sun, the forest is as cold as autumn. Whenever the mountain breeze blows, when the screen on the mountain is opened, you can see the sunlight, with the fragrance of leaves, leaking from the cracks in the leaves and flashing like dancing silk thread.
Nowadays, scientific farming has been popularized in my hometown, and a cow has long been replaced by professional machinery. Scientific fertilization will neither burn seedlings nor fail because of less application.
It is precisely because of the rich life in my hometown that people have built small houses with beautiful scenery and elegant environment in front of and behind the house. Is this the urbanized rural life? Ah! Hometown, you are becoming more and more beautiful, and I love you more and more!
Although I grew up in Yiyang, Xiushan is my hometown, because this new life was conceived there, and I have no reason not to love her.
Everything in my hometown is hazy in my impression, but the mountains and rivers there are indelible in my heart. Although it is only a vague shadow and memory.
The Zijiang River runs through the mountains. I remember that this was the place I used to go most often when I was a child. In autumn, under the light breeze and sunshine, the river always flashes with microwaves, and the beam refracted by water often stings my eyes, but I always don't care. Sometimes, there are several small fishing boats on the river, passing through the water, with their tails rippling behind them. It's beautiful. Sometimes, I will play with my companions by the water. There is our laughter.
In Xiushan's hometown, Shame Girl Peak should be the brightest pearl. She is next to this land and Zijiang. I have heard the legend of Shame Girl Peak since I was a child: once upon a time, there was a nun who was very beautiful, but she was taken away by a hateful landlord. Later, because the nun was tortured and humiliated, she became seriously ill. The unyielding quality of nuns touched Guanyin Bodhisattva. So, the Bodhisattva told the nun that lying naked in the sun and being ashamed to talk about it could drive away the disease. But unexpectedly, the landlord still refused to give up and secretly took a look at the nun. Finally, avalokitesvara turned the landlord into a frog stone. The nun became a pillar of shame. Until now, look at this mountain, just like a girl lying down. Whenever summer comes, the trees on Shame Girl Peak always grow luxuriantly, and when the wind blows, they make a rustling sound. Not only that, people living here can also use local materials and obtain resources appropriately.
Xiushan has beautiful mountains and waters, not only because of the beautiful scenery, but also because these landscapes have nurtured people here and made them live a rich life. Such mountains and such water are always the most beautiful! I love the mountains and rivers in my hometown!
The scenery composition of hometown 4 "There seems to be no one on the empty mountain, and the sound is in the ear". The voice is low, passing through the long corridor of history and echoing over the countryside.
The mountains in my hometown are not as wonderful as Huangshan Mountain, but they are still full of mystery. The mountains in my hometown are not as dangerous as Huashan Mountain, but they are not so easy to climb. The mountains in my hometown, although not as majestic as Mount Tai, do not lose their calm breath. Listen, the wind has passed, and Song Tao Lin Lang is singing poetic music. The sound of nature alarmed the birds in the forest, and they flapped their wings and flew into the blue sky. Although it is not as spectacular as "Wan Li boating", it also has the grace of "a line of egrets soaring into the sky". At the moment, the wind, the sound of pines and the sound of birds singing in Qi Fei are playing a touching folk song.
"Mountains can't live without water, and mountains can't live without water." How can a mountain be without water? Water is the spirit of the mountain and the eye of the mountain. The water in my hometown does not have the spirit of "flying down to thousands of feet", the elegance of "endless rolling of the Yangtze River" and the magnificent twists and turns of the Yellow River. But without losing the charm of water, it is elegant and clear, so clear that it seems to reflect a person's soul. Holding a handful of clear water, the light and shadow are shining in the sun, which is very attractive.
One side of the soil and water support one side. Carrying a plow and hoe polished by years, riding a sweat towel covered with sweat, with the sincere character of an ox, I plunged into fertile hope. The sun is like a crazy beast, ravaging the vast land. The blood of farmers is boiled by this fanaticism, condensed into crystal sweat, and spread on the land of years with hard will and red expectation.
Kind, capable, strong and confident. ...
The heroic spirit of farmers hoeing the land has left a deep mark on this land, which has been passed down from generation to generation. The sweaty black back exudes a rich and primitive atmosphere. Women, loving women, gentle women and hardworking women weave rainbow-like dreams with dexterous hands, accompanied by the fragrance of hometown landscape.
Hometown of mountains and rivers, standing still, lying and running.
Mountain in my hometown, water in my hometown. ...
The landscape composition of my hometown. The scenery of my hometown has made me unforgettable so far. Sweet and clear water makes me feel a little cold after drinking it. The clouds in my hometown make me think. When I was a child, I often asked my mother, "Who hung cotton in the sky?"
When I was in my hometown, I went to the square whenever I had time and played with my friends at home. Pick some wild flowers, coconuts, and make a cupcake or something. By the way, pick some morning glory buds, blow them into horns, then pick some seeds and bury them anywhere. Maybe he's grown up now! There is a road on the mountain in my hometown, which is also our world. Every evening, there will be fewer flowers and green bristlegrass on that road, because we make them into garlands and wear them on our heads! But these are just some ordinary things. Of course, what I dream of most is the only food in my hometown: thin bean powder, grilled bait and fried chicken fir. Peanut butter roast bait, white rice fried chicken fir, fried dough sticks and thin bean powder are the best partners. That smell has never been forgotten.
The mountains in my hometown rise and fall, standing high on the ground, covered with trees, lush and leafy, especially in summer. The water in my hometown is as bright as a mirror and as beautiful as jade. At first glance, water is as transparent as a diamond. The green hills with silvery white ribbons look like jadeite inlaid with diamonds. My hometown has a large area of morning glory, commonly known as "the south of colorful clouds". How can I have less clouds? The clouds there are various and eye-catching. One minute he became a village, and the next he became a flock of sheep. ...
When can I meet you, my hometown mountain and my hometown cloud?
The scenery composition of my hometown 6 Whenever I sit still, I think of the scenery and clouds of my hometown.
What impressed me most was the mountains in my hometown. I remember when I was very young, my grandfather held my sister in one hand and me in the other, and went to the mountain to pick seedlings. We walked on the rugged mountain road, surrounded by green vegetation, and the delicate flowers exuded a faint fragrance. I let go of grandpa's hand and ran to the side of the road carefully. I looked at the azaleas, and my sister cried, "Huahua, Huahua". I picked a beautiful azalea and gave it to my sister. My sister smiled happily. She really looks like that innocent and lively little azalea. Our heads are covered with lush branches and leaves, blocking the sun. The carpet covered with grass is soft and comfortable under our feet, and the sun covers layers of leaves.
The water in my hometown is crystal clear, and tadpoles, fish and shrimps can often be seen. In the summer when I was singing, I followed a group of friends to the swimming pool. I put the small bottle into the water, squeezed it gently, and then gently grabbed the bottle and lifted it. There is only water and snapdragon in it. I didn't lose heart. I put down the bottle again and waited for a group of small fish to come. I squeezed it at once, and water, plants and groups of lovely small fish were collected in the bottle.
The clouds in my hometown are beautiful, and the sunset glow is my favorite. At sunset, I took a small bench and looked up at the sky. Oh, I saw a little red sheep running from the horizon, followed by a fierce cheetah, lamb, come on, don't be eaten! Suddenly, they disappeared, disappeared without a trace. Another stone lion appeared on the horizon, with a serious expression, as real as the stone lion at the door! A doll's face appeared in front of me, crying and laughing, making me happy. Burning clouds are really interesting.
I love the mountains and rivers in my hometown, I love the clouds in my hometown, and I love you too, Shangguan Township!
The scenery of hometown constitutes 7. The hometown in memory is always soft, faint beauty, not enchanting and not showing off. ...
The most beautiful season in my hometown is spring. Everything that has been sleeping for a winter is gradually waking up in the warmth of spring. The gurgling stream flows from the mountainside to the foot of the mountain, nourishing the creatures on the mountain. Young grass stubbornly drilled its head from the yellow land and looked up at the blue sky. Migratory birds in dark black coats come from the south. The warm air is full of the fragrance of earth and tender grass. On some branches, there are already peach blossoms, and some are in bud, just like delicate girls.
The water in my hometown is always clear and ethereal in autumn, like a beautiful eye, quietly and safely counting the troubles around me. In the lake, there are lines of geese crossing the arc of the sky, and there are traces of clouds floating leisurely in the sky; In the weir pond, the ripples caused by yellow leaves falling on the water surface are left, leaving the life journey of weeds flourishing on the shore; In the stream, the flexible body of the bird and the dance of the butterfly are reflected ... The water in my hometown is also used to the tragedy that things are different and people go to the empty building, but she is always silent, not indifferent, just trying to let the children experience the desolation of the world.
My hometown is beautiful, and people are more beautiful. The villagers here don't have the cunning and cunning of businessmen, the intrigue and intrigue between people, and the enthusiasm to curry favor with others. They are simple, honest and clever. Like thousands of China people in Qian Qian, they have beautiful dreams and the courage to pursue them, and hope for a better tomorrow. They never indulge themselves or despise themselves. They just do their own thing wholeheartedly and pursue their own happiness.
The mountains in my hometown are beautiful; The water in my hometown is beautiful; People in my hometown are more beautiful.
Landscape Composition of Hometown 8 In the northwest of Fujian, China, there is a bright pearl. This is my hometown-Jianning. This red land has unlimited scenery. Speaking of the mountains in my hometown, Mount Kumgang is the most famous. Jinchang Mountain is a magical mountain, which is famous for its height, danger and beauty. Seen from a distance, Mount Kumgang is mountainous. When there are clouds, the clouds gather at the top of the mountain, as if the mountain peaks rushed to the clouds; When there is no cloud, look around and it is light green. Seen from a close distance, Jinchang Mountain looks like a green giant, guarding the fertile soil of his hometown. Speaking of the water in my hometown, I naturally think of the famous waterfall for men and women in Jinchang Mountain. The male waterfall and the female waterfall are summer resorts in summer. The water flowed down from the rocks several tens of meters high, and the mountain roared like a tsunami, which could be clearly heard even from several tens of meters away. Stand in front of the waterfall, close your eyes, and the shot down spray floats on your face, allowing you to soar in the beautiful world. The beauty of the female waterfall is different from that of the male waterfall: the female waterfall is straight and the male waterfall is tortuous.
The water in my hometown is beautiful, but the people in my hometown are more beautiful. You see, urban beauticians-sanitation workers, covered with morning mist, waving big brooms. When people are still sleeping, a clean street is cleaned. Listen, there are bursts of hearty laughter from nursing homes and schools for the deaf. It turned out that another group of volunteers went to nursing homes and schools for the deaf to carry out love activities. They sowed the seeds of "love" and planted a "touching" tree here. Who is in the scorching sun, with bare arms, waving a hammer, pushing a tricycle and carrying cement? Oh, it's lovely people like construction workers who decorated our home with their wisdom and sweat. In the vast countryside, farmers' uncles sow hope on fertile land. Because of their hard work, their hometown has the reputation of "the hometown of Huang Huali in China" and "the hometown of China". The sons and daughters of Lianxiang bear the entrustment of their ancestors and work hard in all walks of life. Hometown, my lovely hometown, today you are brilliant and colorful, and tomorrow you will be more harmonious and rich!
My hometown is a beautiful place with lush trees and crystal clear rivers. Really beautiful! The river in my hometown is called Baihe, which has a long history in Zhaojingyan area. Small fish and shrimp swim happily in the river, gloating happily, sometimes spits out bubbles naughtily, and sometimes plays with their companions, so happy!
In the fields of my hometown, there are all kinds of vegetables and fruits, as well as large orchards. Persimmons, apple trees, pear trees and grapes can be seen everywhere. If you take a bite, the juice will be sweet to your heart! Every autumn, farmers are very happy, because the crops are ripe, and the fruitful results prove that this is another bumper harvest year! My hometown is mountainous, and the mountains are high and low, which contain pleasing greenery all year round. In the forest, dense leaves overlap like a huge screen, covering the quiet world. Even in the hot sun, the forest is as cold as autumn. Whenever the mountain breeze blows, when the screen on the mountain is opened, you can see the sunlight, with the fragrance of leaves, leaking from the cracks in the leaves and flashing like dancing silk thread. Nowadays, scientific farming has been popularized in my hometown, and a cow has long been replaced by professional machinery. Scientific fertilization will neither burn seedlings nor fail because of less application. It is precisely because of the rich life in my hometown that people have built small houses with beautiful scenery and elegant environment in front of and behind the house. Is this the urbanized rural life? Ah!
Hometown, you are becoming more and more beautiful, and I love you more and more!
The scenery composition of my hometown 10 My hometown is in Shi Qiaocun, Tiaoma Town, Changsha, which is known as the "back garden" of Changsha. Every season changes, the mountains and rivers here will always present a beautiful picture with a unique style.
The blue waves of Shiyan Lake are rippling, just like a mirror, and it is a flawless jade. In the early morning, the lake was shrouded in hazy fog, as if it had come to the Yaochi of the Queen Mother. At dusk, it was drizzling, and I stepped on the bluestone path. When I turned around, I met the lake. So poetic, I unconsciously think of Su Shi's sentence: "The water is clear and sunny, and the mountains are Kong Yu." If you throw a pebble into the lake, ripples will appear on the lake, as if you can outline the charming outline of the whole lake, and as if the lake gives off a bright smile in an instant. The tree is reflected in the water, green and dripping; The bell tower reflects the water and swallows the mountains and rivers; The mountains are reflected in the water, magnificent. The beautiful scenery of Shiyan Lake is unforgettable, and I am deeply immersed and intoxicated.
There are also some unknown mountains, especially those behind our school. Although it is not as majestic as those famous mountains, it also has its unique beauty. Our place is the "hometown of seedlings". All over the mountains, all kinds of seedlings are thriving. Sweet-scented osmanthus trees are whispering, and their pale green eyes are full of yearning for beauty; The red leaf heather is passionate, and the gorgeous red and green are full of yearning for life; The rose tree is like a beautiful angel, and the budding bud is the hymn to be sung at this time!
Wow! There is also a yard where people go to the countryside at the foot of the mountain. A flower in Leng Yan is competing for fragrance, and the flower of lavender is full of cold and proud fragrance; The beige flowers are as calm as water; The crimson flower is as beautiful as a fairy. There is a refreshing fragrance in the flowers, which seems to purify the whole person's mind.
My hometown-the vault! You are a beautiful picture, a natural and deep song, a fresh and beautiful poem, which fascinates me and fascinates me. No matter where I go in the future, I will never forget you!
The scenery of hometown 1 1 hometown, a place rooted in the heart, will never be forgotten wherever you go. My hometown is a beautiful place.
There is a crystal clear stream in front of the door, which flows tirelessly all year round. The source of the stream is a reservoir. Walking up the stream, you unconsciously enter the mountain stream. Walking on the dam, looking around, the vast mountains are surrounded by water, and the towering mountains are reflected in the water, as if they were in a fairyland.
There is a high mountain in the center of the reservoir, and several ducks live on the shore. Some of them jump into the water and drift quietly. Some hide in the grass, revealing only a small head; Others are in droves, as if discussing family matters. ...
There are many plants growing on the shore: pine, plantain, green bristlegrass, osmanthus, persimmon ... They are surrounded by water, and the mirror-like water surface reflects their small or tall figures. Even wild flowers and weeds, even if they are backed by big trees, the seemingly weak figure reveals invisible power. Who can imagine how a grass breaks through the ground? Who can imagine how a young seedling competes with its peers for food and thrives? Who can imagine how a seed can escape the clutches of birds and be safe and sound ... flowers and plants in my hometown are like this. Even if it withered accidentally, I still don't forget to add a landscape to the place where I grew up.
When you go down the mountain, you will definitely notice how lush the Woods are on the roadside. If you go for a walk in the Woods, you will see soft sunshine, filtered by green leaves layer by layer. In the end, only a faint light was left. Playing on the body will only have a touch of coolness and heat.
The top of the mountain is always shrouded in mist, and the milky mist is like a thin tulle and draped over the trees, making the tall and straight pine trees soft; Covered with bamboo, the deep bamboo forest becomes mysterious … everywhere is as beautiful as a dream.
If the weather is clear, when you look up at the sky, you can definitely see the leisurely and elegant white clouds in the blue sky. Look, they are changing, like white horses, cows and swans for a while. ...
Mountains and rivers in my hometown, clouds in my hometown, you make me deeply intoxicated.
Landscape composition of hometown 12 My hometown is next to Daxianglin, with beautiful scenery and fresh air. From Daxianglin, you can see my home about 500 meters away. You will see an ugly and practical house. There is a large green vegetable garden next to the house. There are many vegetables in the garden, as well as an orange tree and a osmanthus tree.
The house in my hometown was originally the most beautiful house in the village. The roof is tiled with a five-pointed star, and a bright red five-pointed red flag is erected in the corner, which has unique rural characteristics. My yard is concrete, and my friends and I often play on that ground. If I fall, I will bravely get up without crying, and I will still be immersed in laughter. What is the most distinctive feature of my hometown? Of course, I will not hesitate to say that it is a green vegetable field. There are several cabbages in the vegetable field, which look like perms. There are crescent-shaped mung bean horns, which are particularly similar in color to leaves. If you don't look carefully, there are really no beans. There are big pumpkins like big disks ... and there are two loyal sentries beside these vegetables-orange trees and osmanthus trees. Oranges on the orange tree are so sweet that I won't get tired of eating them all day. The sweet-scented osmanthus on the sweet-scented osmanthus tree is very fragrant, which makes me dream. This vegetable garden was planted by my grandfather, and all the vegetables in our family are fresh vegetables pulled from the vegetable field.
To say the most fun, it must be playing with water. We can roll up our trouser legs and jump into the cold stream, leaving the summer heat behind us. If it rained the day before, if you go to play in the stream today, you are likely to encounter a "flood". "Flood" is anybody's guess. One second ago, the murmur of running water was so sweet. The next second, the sound becomes so loud that it will wash the water off you soon. That's called "cool" If you accidentally step on moss, you will slip into the water, and there will be an unspeakable chill in your heart.
The flowers and plants in my hometown, the water in my hometown and everything in my hometown are so kind and warm that I will never forget them. I really want to stay in my hometown all my life. Even though the mountains and rivers outside are beautiful, it is not as good as my hometown.
Landscape Composition of Hometown 13 When I think of the scenery of my hometown, I can't help but praise "beauty"! This beauty is majestic, this beauty is smart, and this beauty is delicate. It is like a girl, with a gorgeous appearance, and like a play, with a strong personality. It is eclectic.
The mountains in my hometown are beautiful. These mountains are very high and go straight into the sky. The mountains exposed from the clouds are like islands, hanging in clusters. The surrounding mountains are like a colorful cloth. This mountain is very dangerous, with many cliffs and different postures, as if someone had cut it in half with an axe. There is also a legend that there is a bird named Wang Gangge, who fell to his death on the cliff in his hometown. His sister is looking for it every day. What is even more terrible is to reach the top. If you are not careful, you may fall into the abyss. As the saying goes, "it's easy to go up the mountain, but difficult to go down." It really is. Instead of holding all kinds of trees, there are three cliffs in front of the house, arranged one after another. When the sun shines, they are like three brothers. The mountains, peaks and cliffs are full of small flowers of various styles and colors, adding a touch of charm to the majestic beauty.
The water in my hometown is beautiful and gentle. There is a stream in front of my house, which trickles every day and never breaks my promise. When you are calm, you can hear it singing, with a clear voice, just like a cuckoo singing in the mountains. The water is quiet, and the leaves fall on the water, which will remind you of the meaning of life. When animals drink water, you will feel that the world is beautiful because of life, which is actually worth cherishing. Confucius wants to see water everywhere, so why not? I should look for philosophical significance by a quiet stream. The water is very clear, as clear as a mirror, and everything in the mountains is full of vitality. I wonder where the canal is so clear, because it comes from the source and is the spring water in the mountains, so it is so clear.
This majestic mountain and exquisite water constitute an eclectic landscape painting! Don't have a charm, fascinating! It is not as high as Mount Tai or as ethereal as the West Lake, but it will always be the most beautiful in my heart!
My hometown landscape composition 14 My hometown-Fuyang landscape is not like Guilin landscape, but in my eyes, it is always the most beautiful. Because it has been growing with me.
Beautiful, the mountain is not as steep as the five mountains, but it has its own continuity; Although Huangshan has no strange pines and rocks, it has its own lush; Although there is no "majestic" of Mount Tai, it has its own "small and lovely" of Mount Tai.
It is very calm, like a mirror, reflecting the green of the surrounding mountains and dyeing the water green. Little dragonflies dance lightly, gently touch the water, "green waves ripple", slowly rippling layer by layer, so intoxicating! It has its own quiet beauty, and I believe that no matter who passes by it, it will certainly praise her beauty!
The mountain in Fuyang is really like a girl, sitting in front of the "water mirror" and slowly combing her beautiful, elegant and green long hair, which makes Fuyang people deeply proud from the bottom of their hearts!
The landscape of Fuyang! How beautiful!
Whenever I appreciate the landscape paintings painted by the great painter nature, I can't extricate myself. At this moment, the naughty "Brother Yun" will always join in the fun, making the originally quiet and peaceful paintings more lively. As soon as he ran away, Brother Yun became a majestic lion, roaring in the sky, and the momentum was really shocking. Later, it became a hungry lamb, which really made people feel poor; In a short time, it became a huge hat, which covered the sun and the heat for people ... It was various and grotesque, which often made me linger in its "acrobatic performance" and forgot to go home. ...
Mountains and rivers in my hometown, clouds in my hometown. I will always love you, your "liveliness and loveliness" and your "modesty and beauty". Even if I am in a foreign land, I will never forget you. Please remember, I will always be attached to you!
Mountains and rivers in my hometown, clouds in my hometown! How beautiful!
The landscape composition of my hometown 15 Everyone likes the landscape of Guilin, but I only like the landscape of my hometown.
My hometown is Shaojia Village, Gantan Town, where the landscape is soft and beautiful, and it is a small village with mountains and water.
Turn left when you enter the village, and then walk five or six hundred meters to the levee. Down the stone steps, you come to the stream. At first glance, the sound of the stream is just "Hua La" and "Hua La". If you listen carefully, the sound of the stream is changeable and tinkling like a waltz. In summer, bathing by this cool stream is a great enjoyment for men in the village. The stream in my hometown is crystal clear, and even fish play, fish and shrimp scramble for food and crabs fight can be clearly seen. The stream in my hometown is really beautiful. Under the sunshine, the stream seems to have sprinkled a handful of gold. It looks shiny and golden. In this season, waterfowl feed over the stream, fish make waves, crabs keep spitting bubbles, and the stream is tinkling and drumming, which brings vitality to the eyes.
On the other side of the stream is a small forest, full of colorful flowers in spring; Summer is gloomy and green; In autumn, the leaves are falling and the forest is dyed; In winter, snowflakes are flying and covered with snow; Snowball fights are a paradise for children. Behind the Woods are rolling mountains, which are sharp triangles and stand like bullets. We all call the mountain here "bullet mountain", and it is difficult for people without professional training to climb to the top.
Beautiful mountains are surrounded by clear streams, which flow all the year round, nourishing the nearby mountains, and sometimes waterfowl fly by and fishermen fish. Let you feel into a beautiful picture.
This is my hometown, simple and beautiful, and I love him.