My beautiful hometown south county as the theme of the essay 400 words

This fall, my mom and dad took me to my hometown to play. On this day, the sky was so high and blue. In this high and blue sky, with a trace of white clouds, a group of geese flying south, a moment in a row into a zigzag, a moment in a row into a herringbone. Unconsciously, I walked to my grandfather's house. A fascinating view of my hometown unfolded in front of my eyes.

There is a green orchard in front of my grandfather's house. The large grapevines are filled with bunches of purple grapes, purple through the green, green through the bright, like a large and round, very beautiful pearl, bright crystal, watery. That a red orange, five a group, three a group, head to head, face to face, as if in a whisper: "small master, welcome back! We thought you had forgotten us!" I smiled faintly and shook my head, saying, "No, how could I forget you!" The most mouth-watering thing is the golden, yellow duck pear. Thin skin, juicy, eat and let people love it! A both large and round heavy red apples, bent branches, in the breeze, nodding to me.

There is a small river on the side of the orchard. The water is cool and clear, a few small fish in the river play, play, very lovely. On both sides of the river there is a maple tree, red how good ah! It was like a fire. The leaves were falling with the breeze. But the pine trees along the river are still so straight and green. The clear river to reflect the red leaves, green trees, how beautiful!

And the paddy fields, from a yellow field out of a burst of aroma. The grains are full of rice, the pressure of the rice stem can not stand straight up, as if in thanks to the earth's nurturing grace.

I love my beautiful hometown!