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Anonymous users2024-02-06What is your hometown?
The sunset accompanied me through the lonely hills, and the smoke at the foot of the mountain was where I grew up. "Every time I hear this beautiful singing, a beautiful picture will be presented in front of me, and that is my hometown - Enshi, Hubei.
Hometown is a painting. In March, no matter which corner, the color of spring is ignited - green. The tree awoke from its slumber and stretched out its shoots and branches, which seemed so vibrant, and the grass poked its little head out of the ground, looking east and west, so uncomfortable.
Looking at it, I don't know if it is the master of painting who moistens the ink and dyes Hao, dashing and sprinkling, Linlin dots, shakes and picks, shakes and sprinkles, flowers and dances, Yile demeanor, and is happy on the paper.
Hometown is a poem. "Being alone in a foreign land as a stranger, thinking of relatives every festive season. "This is a poem of missing my hometown, but my hometown is a poem written on the earth, heaven and earth are artistic conceptions, mountains and rivers are objects, people are feelings, the moon is an inkstone, the rivers are ink, and the starlight is embellished.
Hometown is a love. I was born, grew up, and loved Si. It is the milk of my hometown that feeds Wodong so that I can taste her sweetness, I grew up sucking her milk, all the time, I miss my hometown that I can't give up, this life and this life, this love, will be forever.
Hometown is a river. Hometown is a crystal clear river, so named "Qingjiang River", she is so comfortable, so beautiful. She was like a big green silk horse in the valley, shining in the sun, she rejoiced, singing all the way, when the breeze blew, rippling layers of ripples, and seemed to lift her beautiful skirt to see the fragrance.
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Anonymous users2024-02-05Hometown is an endless song in my heart, and hometown is an inexhaustible match in my heart. Whenever I ride alone to Peach Blossom Creek, this love for my hometown is like a tide rushing up.
The spring breeze blew the green earth, and it seemed to blow the water of the Peach Blossom Creek, which was as green as a piece of jade, and what about the weeping willows on the bank? Oh! They regard this "big jade plate" as a mirror, and they are bending down to admire themselves "in the mirror"!
The heat of summer replaces the freshness of spring, and the stream becomes a good place for people to cool off, resting under the willow trees, walking their dogs in the shade, and walking. And what about the willow tree that is silently dedicated on the side? Oh! They're providing shade for people!
The clouds of autumn replaced the scorching sun of summer. The red leaves that have fallen from the big trees and can't wait to enter the journey, some fall in the water, some float in the aisle, and when the wind blows, they take off one after another to the destination arranged by fate, and they sway their bodies along the way, just like people waving goodbye to Peach Blossom Creek and farewell to their hometown.
The severe cold of winter makes Peach Blossom Creek inevitably a little gloomy, perhaps, it is just for the beauty of the next spring to cultivate energy!
Hometown is an endless song in the heart, and hometown is an inexhaustible match in the heart. Whenever I think of it, my heart is always warm, like a person being encouraged in the face of adversity, like a person meeting a friend ...... when he is lonelyAsk where is my love?
My love is in my hometown!
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