Hometown composition is sealed in Nanfeng.

My hometown is a small town with beautiful scenery and trees.

In spring, the branches are green, the grass opens its eyes lazily, and the flowers are in full bloom, red, blue, yellow and purple. Flowers exude intoxicating fragrance, attracting a large group of butterflies, who are dancing in the air. What a beautiful scenery!

Summer is coming, the leaves are greener, and I go fishing in the river. That tree is like some soldiers. Flowers are more fragrant and attractive. The lotus is also in bloom. Lotus leaves are green, and lotus flowers are pale pink. How beautiful! We children like to pick lotus roots from the lotus pond to eat. Fish swam about in droves in the water. As soon as we caught them, they were alive and kicking. It's pathetic to see them begging!

In autumn, geese fly south and then form a zigzag pattern. The sky is blue and blue, and the sky is golden. The wheat is yellow and the leaves are yellow. One by one, they left mother tree's arms and "traveled" alone. Farmers' uncles are busy this season, because the wheat cultivated by their hard sweat is ripe and they are all busy cutting wheat.

Winter comes, snowflakes fall from the sky to the ground, and the whole world is white. Snowflakes are gorgeous and white, and when they are held in your hand, they melt into crystal beads.

My hometown is really beautiful, I love my hometown!

My hometown

I love my hometown full of laughter.

In spring, Sister Liu took off her white wedding dress and put on a green one. Naughty little grass brother leaned out his little head, and little flower sister showed her white cheeks. The farmer's uncle worked hard and planted seeds in the fields. Our children are playing on the lawn. Birds seem to be attracted and sing loudly, leaving a beautiful echo in that beautiful country.

In summer, the stream is swift. We children are playing by the river. Adults are chatting in the shade of trees. Cicada is calling, as if to say, "It's so hot!" "Birds fly freely and happily in the sky. They left beautiful memories in that beautiful field.

In autumn, maple sister red leaves fall, as if welcoming a bumper harvest year. Xiaohua will say goodbye to her brothers and sisters. The farmer's uncle is harvesting his labor in the field of hope. We are helping the farmer's uncle to work. Birds are bidding farewell to everything here in droves, leaving beautiful farewell sounds in the fields full of laughter.

In winter, it snowed heavily. We played happily on the path. All the plants gave in, but the holly stood proudly in the snow. Most animals hibernate. In this quiet winter, Sister Dong's footprints were left.