Colorful Bazhong as the topic of the essay 1000 words

I love my hometown, I love my hometown mountains and waters, grass and trees. Hometown of the mountains, although not as majestic as Mount Tai, not as beautiful as Mount Emei, but so tough and upright, full of blood; hometown of the water, although not as calm as the Li River, not as comparable to the West Lake, but so unique, so flavor.

Standing at the top of a high mountain looking up, Bazhong mountains surrounded by mountains, mountains, mountains, mountains, mountains, majestic, like a huge original screen like standing, rolling. From a distance, like a giant weng, breathless gaze, majestic and magnificent. Mountain, a lush trees in the breeze caress, keep swaying tender and strong body, the leaves also played a happy music, seems to welcome my arrival. Small flowers shyly hiding in the tree brother's side, poking out a small head, looking at this beautiful world. The colorful flowers, jumping light and cheerful "swan dance", butterflies playing hide-and-seek in the bushes, colorful wings one by one, as if they are dancing for the flowers!