About the composition describing the beautiful scenery of hometown, 600 words, not rural, urban, but also lyrical, kneeling ~ ~ ~

The mountains in my hometown are beautiful. Looking at the mountains in the distance, like a veiled girl, her graceful figure presents a kind of deep or shallow hazy beauty, just like the charm of China's ink painting. And the place near the mountain, the color is getting darker and darker, and it gradually feels green. Closer, closer, its eyes are green. If you stand on the hillside and polish your eyes, you will see a dynamic, three-dimensional, realistic and beautiful mountain scene. The mountain is also dotted with tile houses with red bricks and white walls. As night falls, the smoke billows with the wind. It is the osmanthus tree in Wugang and the moon rabbit in Chang 'e. At this moment, the mountain worms are unwilling to be silent and do not need command, which is enough to make you intoxicated with their cheerful songs. The wind blew and the trees all over the mountain began to dance lightly. What rustles is their happiness. Find a clear place where the bright moon can shine, think nothing, and be intoxicated wholeheartedly.

The air in the mountains is clean. If you walk quietly on the yellow mud road on a sunny morning when the morning dew is gone, the air in Shan Ye will be very fresh, and the smell of soil mixed with the fragrance of small wild flowers will definitely decorate your day beautifully. If rabbits can run freely or pheasants can feed happily at this time, it will be even more exciting. But these do not belong to you. They bring vitality and charm to this wonderful mountain scenery.

If you are an affectionate person who can get up early, find an empty place with an open heart and sit quietly and watch the sunrise and sunset; Looking at the beautiful scenery when the sun is about to come out and the moon is about to set, the sky and mountain scenery linger; Look at the sun and the moon shining on the earth, your feet and your peace; Looking at the faint moonlight, the earth took off all her gauze clothes and put on a red makeup. At this time, the breeze brought a fragrance, refreshing. The cock crows, and another beautiful day begins! Tits, cuckoos ... all kinds of birds begin to whisper in their ears, and clown-like crows give you a feeling that you can't fill your needs. Then, some rambling cowboys pass by your eyes in groups of three or five, or alone, leading lazy cows one by one, so poetic. In the meantime, there may be some naughty children wearing small white jackets riding that honest and simple cow, smirking at you, just as pure and clean, and then disappearing into the winding mountain road. ...

When the setting sun shines obliquely, the red clouds in the sky begin to make your imagination squander. Even if you are a real poet, you may just marvel in silence. Nature always has such charm.

Living in such a mountain, quietly watching the sunrise, sitting and watching the afterglow, holding a cup of green tea and carrying a wisp of book fragrance, such a day is like tea.

I hope it will help you, adopt it.

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