Zhanjiang in my eyes essay, urgent ！！！！！！！ I'm not going to be able to do this, but I'm going to be able to do it.

Unconsciously, I have spent 17 summers in Zhanjiang, the college entrance examination is approaching, the day of leaving home to study has been within reach, at this moment, I have never felt so strongly, Zhanjiang, this may not be familiar with the vast majority of Chinese people's name means to me, I suddenly realized that the word hometown brings me how a kind of touching and attachment. ...... ?

I can't forget the drizzle of spring in Zhanjiang, the pink buds that fall from the budding trees along the roadside that cover the path, the first majestic thunderstorms of summer, the hot and passionate subtropical sunshine, the ubiquitous chirping of cicadas, the dancing butterflies, the sweet pineapple nectar, the longan, lychee, poppy seed, the endless pineapple and dragon fruit gardens, the blue skies and white clouds of autumn, the fat sea crabs, the warmth of the sea, the warmth of the sea, the warmth of the sea, the warmth of the sea. The fat sea crabs, the golden Lianjiang red oranges in the middle of a warm winter, the slowly turning yellow leaves of the loquat tree ...... ?

I can't forget the evergreen old banyan trees, the colorful insects in the leafy grasses in the dreamy summer, the crickets that never stop chirping at night all year round, the dense shade of the trees under the hot sun, the fruity mango trees, and the tall mahogany trees that can be seen everywhere...... ?

I can't forget that the inch of land in Cunjinqiao Park, the oath to defend the homeland, the white waves and the sound of the motor of the fishing boats in the morning of the Donghai Island in the golden morning sun, the endless rows of fish on Techeng Island, the Botanical Gardens dazzling exotic flowers and grasses, Hukwangyan's legend of the tortoise, as well as the port of the towering gantry cranes and the mooring of the giant ship ... ? ...?

I can't even forget the raging typhoon, the silver-white warships of the South China Sea Fleet, the pointed hats on the heads of the fishermen and fruit-selling aunts, and I can't forget the simplicity of the people, the kindness of the people, and the fiery red land, and I can't forget everything that has taken root on this red land.

And this is only because, I was born in this place, grew up in this place, I drink here in the ancient strata of the sweet springs, eat here in the paddy fields of rice, blue sea water in the growth of the sea fish grow up day by day, this piece of land to give me the infinite gifts and touched me, I know what love here, but also learned how to give love, love relatives, love friends, love strangers, love the green trees, love the birds, love the sea, love the blue sky, love the world, love the sea, love the sea, love the sea, love the sea, love the sea, love the sea, love the sea, love the sea, love the sea, love the sea, love the sea, love the sea, love the world. I love the blue sky, I love the world, I love this fertile land where I was born and raised. Everything on this land has been incorporated into my blood, the green of the old trees, the blue of the sea, and even more the fiery red color of this place.

Maybe there are more beautiful scenery elsewhere, there are more prosperous city, but for me, the most lovely place in the world, always - Zhanjiang! She gave me everything, she is my all, my life began here, I am also willing to use my life, to guard her beauty, and then do not let her suffer a little harm ...... ?