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Some people like the majestic Tiananmen Square in Beijing, some people like the vast sea, some people like the endless prairie, and some people like the snow-capped Mount Everest. And I love my hometown of Waist Drum Mountain the most.
Ansai is located in the back of Shaanxi Province, since ancient times, it is known as "the throat of Shangjun", and the waist drum mountain is located about 1 km southwest of Ansai City, it is tall and straight, majestic, is the symbol of Ansai art and culture.
In spring, the ice and snow melt, everything recovers, standing on the waist drum mountain, the spring breeze blows, and the slight breeze carries a touch of soil and the breath of the countryside in northern Shaanxi. Look, on the lawn of the square in front of the Waist Drum Tower, the grass peeks out of the ground secretly, curious about everything; Pine trees, apricot trees, peach trees, you don't let me, I don't let you, some of them are sprouting green shoots, some are wearing flower bones, and some are secretly growing a few new leaves.
In summer, the waist drum mountain is full of flowers, magnificent, and the colorful flowers will make the waist drum mountain more eye-catching. The industrious little bees are playing among the flowers for a while, and they are busy collecting honey for a while. The diligent little ants are lined up in a neat line, busy delivering food to the house!
In autumn, the leaves turn yellow and the flowers are gone. Only the small daisies on both sides of the road on the waist drum mountain are still strong and blooming its beauty, exuding a faint fragrance, attracting countless colorful little butterflies to dance among the flowers.
In winter, the goose-feathered snow flutters and flutters, and the whole mountain and the whole city are covered in snow. The red waist drum tower stands in the white snow, and it looks redder and taller. In front of the waist drum tower, from time to time there are a few descendants who carry the waist drum diagonally, like stones flying in the epicenter, dancing wildly in front of you.
Against the backdrop of snow, in the sound of drums and shouts, the Waist Drum Mountain looks more majestic and more spectacular!
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My hometown is in Qingtian County, Lishui City, Zhejiang Province, which is surrounded by mountains and rivers. The mountains were so green, as green as a piece of jade; The water is so clear that when you look down, you can see fish swimming happily in the water with their tails flicking.
The Oujiang River flows slowly around the town like a long belt, and there is a rainbow-like bridge on the river, connecting Jiangnan and Jiangbei. Look at! Red bayberry, oranges like small lanterns, and a variety of fresh fruits and vegetables are brought from Jiangnan to Jiangbei.
Large color TVs, magical computers and all kinds of beautiful costumes were transported from Jiangbei to Jiangnan. At night, standing on the bridge, I only saw the lights on both sides of the river colorful and flickering, as if the stars in the sky were scattered on the ground and in the river, and people seemed to be in mid-air.
My hometown is so beautiful! I love my hometown.
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