Composition "My hometown Tongwei Ishikawa"

"The river in my hometown, the river in my dream, and your jubilant waves have nurtured the flowers in spring." Whenever I hear this song, I can't help thinking of the river in my hometown. Sometimes the river is sparkling and row upon row, sometimes it is as level as a mirror, sometimes fish leap out and splash a lot, and sometimes the petals of peach blossoms on the shore float into the river, just like a fairyland.

In spring, peach blossoms bloom on the shore. Yingchun opened her sleepy eyes and looked at the clear river. The children who just took off their winter clothes jumped and cheered and ran to the shore to see the beautiful peach blossoms in full bloom. The mandarin fish in the river were very fat. From time to time, they jump out of the water to meet the children on the shore! There are also some small fish playing in the crystal clear river, cheering the arrival of spring.

Time slipped away, the spring of March gradually left us, and the hot summer came. The river has become bluer. Fireball-like sunlight shines on the earth and rivers, and the rivers become warm. The fish in the water are bubbling in the water, and some small fish hide under the lotus leaves to resist the heat of the sun. At night, the temperature drops in the morning, and a cool breeze blows from time to time. People are talking to each other on the shore with chairs, and their laughter keeps rising and falling. The river rippled, as if listening to people on the shore, with beautiful smiling faces.

Unconsciously, it is cool autumn, and the flowers on the river bank are in full bloom, red as fire, pink as frost, yellow as gold and white as snow ... Flowers of different colors compete with each other and are reflected in the river, which is very beautiful. On the day I arrived in early autumn, the river became particularly blue and the sky was particularly clear. Compared with yesterday, the air immediately has the coolness of autumn. The children ran to the river to catch fish and touch shrimp, and they were very happy. Farewell to the coolness of autumn, the river in my hometown entered the solemnity of winter, the flowers on the shore also withered, and the river also bid farewell to people and entered a short sleep.

I love my hometown, and I love the river in my hometown even more.