Who can give me some diaries worth 400-500? The requirement is to play and travel and experience it personally. I have to write one separately and another one.

Article: The taste of growing uplt;br/gt;lt;br/gt;I accidentally found a doll in a dusty corner on the balcony. She patted the dust away and her eyes were watery. The feeling of looking at her with such affection in her big eyes reminded me of endless reveries. lt;br /gt;Smiling Sun, a little girl is holding a doll in the pigtails of a man who is courting her. The sunshine reflects the innocence, telling a beautiful fairy tale. Unknowingly, the little girl grew up, put down the doll in her hand, picked up her schoolbag and walked towards the palace of knowledge. The childish knowledge gradually faded away, but her face still had an innocent smile and innocent eyes. Later, after years of hard work, she was admitted to a provincial key middle school. Every day from morning to night, she piled books on them. It was very difficult for her, and she did not complain because she felt that she was full of knowledge. . The teacher's encouragement prompted her to make progress; a cup of fragrant coffee and milk served as a mother's spirit multiplier, and every family's greetings gave her unlimited strength. She feels lucky and has a smile on her face every day. She always faces everything optimistically, but she also has a sentimental side. She will definitely burst into tears when exposed to the plot on TV. lt;br /gt;She, like many girls, liked fairy tales such as rag dolls, but now she had to give up and fight for a better future. Because of failure and success, she was ecstatic with her mother, and she also cried. She would act like a spoiled child, and would be a little sister under the care of a big sister...lt;br/gt;She is a real person who has grown up since childhood. A girl who has never suffered setbacks and enjoys happiness. Then a familiar song came: "I have grown up, grown up..." Yes, I have grown up, and I am no longer a carefree child. I'll be in the back corner with the doll in hand. Looking out the window at the vast sky, more thoughts are in my mind. lt; br /gt; lt; br /gt; lt; br /gt; Article: The pain and joy of the first day of lifelt; br /gt; lt; br /gt; The sun is scorching, and the flowers blooming in the sun are afraid to be exposed That charming smile. The breeze, slowly leaving summer, also quietly brought a gust of cold wind, but it also ruthlessly swept away my first day, leaving only deep memories for me. lt;br /gt;***We are in the classroom with progress, playing naughty lessons after school... Everything is as fresh and vivid as yesterday's things in my mind. lt;br /gt;The naughty guy in physical education class, our favorite class. lt;br /gt;"Freedom of movement" When the physical education teacher shouted this sentence, we were tired of it. At one moment, we were like Popeye eating spinach, and the whole body was full of energy. The playground suddenly became calm and boiling: the "manly man" on the basketball court in our class was under the scorching sun. The name of the starting method, basketball, was all strong and vigorous, showing long, and after people watched it, he vomited for 3 days. - The hard work required by the skills, the masters in the badminton room also played an active role, the sweat splashed everywhere by others still refused to give up, the gentle and pleasant female students happily skipped rope in a group of teams under the shade of the tree ...The most fun, intense and exciting is to play "Pig's Knuckle Beat" - male and female students are divided into 2 groups, one group is surrounded by a circle outside, and then takes the basketball Another group hits the person's foot inside, and whoever hits it will come out to see which group wins the longest. Screams, laughter, and calls for help were mixed together, and the whole scene was very lively. They liked it, and everyone put aside all their worries. It turned out that they were naughty, cheerful, and active, laughing and going crazy... The laughter, their faces, and the humorous speeches made us intoxicated. , something interesting, gave me a smile, not knowing the next get out of class bell will ring in a hasty rush. lt;br /gt;Hey! Not Sunday, every day. It rang quickly, forcing the second, and we plunged into intense study and walked to the classroom.

lt;br /gt;With the pen in hand, I carefully listened to the teacher's teaching and took notes on the notebook while my brain continued to operate, following the teacher's progress. It can be said to be official. The school bell has taught us many lessons. After staying up late reading and completing assignments, book workbooks, final preparations before teaching. lt;br /gt;At the end of a busy day, all of us are tired, and after repeated defeats, we finally defeated the temptation from the dream god to a warm and comfortable bed, and began to explore beautiful dreams... .lt;br /gt;Working hard every day, working hard, and studying every night have allowed us to win impressive results. Sweet smiles hang on our faces again. ...The first day of colorful life is like a bowl of soup containing our laughter and sadness. It also left unforgettable memories in the annals of our lives. lt;br /gt;lt;br /gt;lt;br /gt;Article: I learned to discover that the United Stateslt;br /gt;lt;br /gt;The way to growth is like the colorful flowers on the roadside in the spring rain The rhythm of thunder swaying in the wind under the vigorous American thunder, rustling, whirling swing dance of autumn, standing upright in the numerous winter snows. As long as you observe carefully and always pay attention to one side, you will find that the United States is actually all around us. lt;br /gt;In the spring of "Xiao He just showed his sharp horns", I was walking aimlessly on the street, enjoying the natural and fresh breath of the spring rain. I saw a large group of people in front of me. It turned out that, I don't know, evil And the naughty guy Yin covered opened a passer-by who was trapped inside, and several young and energetic young men were trying to save him from passers-by. The crowd gradually dispersed, and I saw the rescued man, wearing a suit and tie. A pair of gold-rimmed glasses, maybe because he was trapped, he looked a little tired, his hair was a little messy, but he still had a pair of sparkling eyes. He put his suit and briefcase in his hand aside and covered it on the ground again. Cover it up and walk away briskly. Caring about the personal safety of others is love! In the winter, thousands of pear trees are blooming, and there are many children wearing red vests, some holding trumpets, Some were holding signs and holding collection boxes, their hands and faces were red from the cold, and they were wearing red vests like them. On the sparsely traveled road, they needed to see a passerby rushing over and surrounding him, when they should The man took out his wallet and donated generously. They loudly thanked the man and bowed neatly; and the others waved fiercely and they left. The red vests seemed to have lost their luster. They seemed to have lost it, but they I soon settled down and the next passerby arrived. I was curious about people's donations, so I waved at them and they came up to me quickly and said, "Sister, give love to help children with leukemia!" I took the money out of the cash box easily and they exchanged it I looked at them, smiled, with a red face, and said repeatedly: "Thank you, thank you." Looking at their leaving figures, it was like a flame burning the warm red vest of the audience. lt;br /gt;Provide your own love, this is love! lt; br / gt; The way to economic growth is to open up more flowers, which are densely packed and colorful, and the way of decoration becomes more and more beautiful! lt; br /gt; lt; br /gt; lt; br /gt; Chapter 4: Feeling Nursinglt; br /gt; lt; br /gt; Nursing is a spring breeze that warms everyone’s heart; Nursing It is a torch that lights up everyone's journey; nursing is a clear spring that nourishes everyone's heart; nursing is a safe haven that comforts everyone when they return from a voyage. The nagging maternal love "Slacker, get up when you want to sleep!" Early in the morning, this is the mother's "British Sea" wake-up call. "Let me... let me sleep for a while..." "If you don't get up, you'll be late!" Hearing "late", I straightened up and combed my hair. "Come and have breakfast!" my mother shouted.

"Don't eat" How can you not eat? Eating breakfast is harmful to health and has no strength, but it also affects study... "Well, again, I desperately covered my ears and ran away from home. My mother's words also rang in my ears: "Why are you walking so fast? Be careful to fall back!" "Class, listen carefully, and have a good relationship with the students..." "God, please forgive me!" It's so annoying to endure this nagging every day! But did my mother's nagging, not caring reveal it to me too? lt;br /gt;Sincere friendshiplt;br /gt;One day, my friend Xiaoqi and I went to the countryside. On the way, I suddenly tripped over a big stone and fell, and the bright red blood left me immediately. I felt hurt and afraid to move my legs. When Xiaoqi saw me, she immediately helped me up and asked me if it hurt. I said, "I won't hurt you anymore." "No, you're broken like this, how can I play with peace of mind? I'll take you to the hospital." Along the way, she supported me and walked slowly. Her own, I will. Mine is shorter and fatter than hers, and her body is shorter and fatter than her own, so I naturally have a little difficulty. When we finally arrived at the hospital, I cried when I saw the sweat on her cheeks. Friends, I want to tell you that you have made me experience true friendship. lt;br /gt;Dear teacherlt;br /gt;"Zero -" As soon as the bell rang, the students all clamored to leave the classroom. I'm the only one still thinking about a math problem. "Teacher, would you like to talk to me about this problem?" It was the teacher in class who listened to my words and walked towards me with a smile, my topic. His story, I suddenly discovered, black hair, teacher Chang Yin. It reminds me of the teacher who is sick in class and does not belong to course. Every time in the dead of night, he is in these positions and reminds me of the teacher. It reminds me of the teacher... think of our care, teachers, one after another. , comes to mind. The hard work the teacher has put in for us, what can we return to the teacher? I looked at the teacher and said quietly: "Teacher, thank you for your hard work." lt;br /gt; lt;br /gt; lt;br /gt; Chapter 5: It’s a joke to provoke evil ;lt;br /gt;After a while, the class sailed away, standing on the railing and playing with the classmates. I had a sudden thought: Good boy, when you are having fun here, don't call me. See how I deal with you. lt;br /gt;Gently, I walked around his body, he suddenly patted me, and then I squatted down immediately, and I didn't know his hair now. lt;br /gt; He turned around and looked around blindly, but found nothing. The people standing around him all turned their attention to me and asked. He knows me. At that time, I didn't know that he found me so quickly. Li Qizhi came to me and asked me: "Who shot me in front?" I don't know. "I suppressed my laughter, but in the end, I couldn't help but laugh. As a result, Li Fan kicked my feet behind me. I knew he had found it, so I kicked him, stood up, and He kicked me in the foot, I suddenly got angry, pushed him away, and when he fell, I grabbed him, and I fell down with him.

All of it, grades, tests, being criticized, working to the worst and even going backwards, this is a nightmare, I beg you, let me wake up. lt;br /gt;I would open the window, breathing the air like crazy, whether it was fresh or not, I would try to lean out of the window, the only way I could temporarily escape the absurd world, I lay there On the floor, the floor cooled down and made me feel so reassured. Tirelessly annoying sounds and rapid breathing in my ears every second, I feel like I have been swallowed up, close to your eyes, no paper, teacher rejection, giving up....all in the scene before the screening. lt;br /gt;I am scared, timid, and withdrawn. I am decadent and throw away all the tedious things, but I know that I am now standing at the crossroads of life, where four voices say to me: "Our Go, go, go, go! "My banghuang is postponed, I don't know where to go, who can help me?" I imagined the rhinoceros roaring, roaring, like the wind I imagined sweeping across the earth, and I wanted revenge, revenge that would make the world even more miserable than Hugo's "Les Misérables." lt;br /gt;Maybe you will laugh at me, is there a little bit of frustration, you need to climb from where to fall! Yes, I am weak, I am overwhelmed. Evil spirits extort money in a daze. You have to climb over and over again, do you always care about this if you want to climb up? Finally descend again, again and again. I gave up, and another one in my mind said to me: "Once again, you can do it, come on!" What do you think I should do? What to do? lt;br /gt;This is me - a test slave's mood notes. lt; br /gt; lt; br /gt; lt; br /gt; Chapter 7: Dad loves to smoke lt; br /gt; lt; br /gt; I have a father who loves to smoke. He is 37 years old. , not short, not tall, about 6 meters tall, with dark skin and a very clear spirit, except for one of his teeth that were yellowed by smoke, which I didn't like. lt;br /gt;Dad likes to smoke, he does not smoke, but fortunately, the suction power is not good, the index finger and middle finger of the right hand hold the leg of the cigarette on the table, hold a lighter in the left hand, and skillfully light the cigarette in the right hand, Swallow a big mouthful of mist, and then slowly enjoy the taste of what delicious food you eat. Dad could smoke several packs of cigarettes a day, and because of all the cigarettes Dad smoked, his nails turned yellow. Once we finished our dinner, there was the drama "Heroes of the Sui and Tang Dynasties" that was on, so I turned on the TV and took a look at his nails. , because my father smoked for 10 years, the smoke turned yellow. At this time, my father started his "work". My father walked around the house for the first time. After a while, my father sat on the gauze hair and knocked his legs. I lit the cigarette and inhaled deeply from time to time. The cigarette ashes accidentally got on my clothes. My father quickly stood up and swept away the soot and dust on his clothes. I laughed when I saw it. I gave my father a shameless ghost. lt; BR /gt; Many times I persuaded my father and my mother to quit smoking. My father agreed, but after twelve o'clock, my father made the same old habit again, and my father started smoking. Now, my father brushes his teeth every night and makes the sound of vomiting, he can get someone's worry, I used to ask my dad to cut some, but he just didn't listen, and also joked that smoking is good for health. lt;br /gt;Father, smoking is harmful to your physical and mental health. Care about your own life. You have to take a puff of cigarettes to save yourself! lt; br /gt; lt; br /gt; lt; br /gt; Chapter 8: Nervous Examinationlt; br /gt; lt; br /gt; The classroom is filled with sincere tranquility and the smell of intense examination. . I watched the support pen of the TV series that had been glaring on the flat tabletop for a long time soaked in sweat, and I tried to calm myself down as much as possible. But the heartbeat is very strong, the same impact as the snare drum: "Dong dong, bang, pound, bang..." The body is still trembling.

lt;br /gt;After the teacher’s paper came down, I touched the test paper with my hand and turned it over, ah! The inevitable face, with sweat rushing down like waves, is a nightmare! lt;br /gt;I reluctantly picked up the pen and wrote my name, class, and the bleak life on the test paper in front of me. I thought, I must remind myself not to be nervous, don’t be nervous, just pass it, don’t be afraid, write it, write it it! lt;br /gt;Write! The first question is to read the pinyin and write the words! Hate! Hey! We thought that in the past, but also because he was so nervous before the injury, I wasn't done. It is possible to pass an exam and actually become a failure! Oh, it's so miserable, write it down. But...lt;br /gt;lt;br /gt;The confusion of panic destroys all shortcomings. I wanted to be overwhelmed by the chaos, and finally I decided to write, so whether it was thirty-seven twenty-one, or twenty-two, the writing time slowly passed, and suddenly I heard ding ding... first class. ah! I didn’t write the article. It’s over. I have to finish it quickly. I think the next lesson is one of them. I also wrote the fifth championship. Even in the second category, what should I do if I haven’t finished it yet! Coming... lt;br /gt;Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes! No reading at the end, then class. I like the surprise of the thesis title when I kill the enemy on the battlefield! lt;br /gt;In an article I wrote before, ah! Teacher He! How to write this article? At this time, the teacher announced the end of the exam in 20 minutes and asked the person..., I thought, there was no time to finish. It's terrible, it's terrible, what should I do... The next radical teacher and classmate wrote: The most childish writing, there is no time, it hurts! lt;br /gt;My paper was not completed until after the exam, and the closing table disappeared, alas! "I sighed and said: "Finally free! lt; br /gt; lt; br /gt; lt; br /gt; Chapter 9: Memories of those past eventslt; br /gt; lt; br /gt; I was very young, this was when I was seven or eight years old. , one night, I was lying on the bed and fell asleep very quickly. When I woke up suddenly, I found that my mother sleeping beside me had disappeared. I was stupid, I was anxious and shouted: "Mom! Mom!" Grandma came from the next room and said: "Don't shout, go to sleep quickly, your mother goes to the hospital." Hospital? Hospital why? "Ask." the child. "Grandma said, oh, my mother finally gave me a younger brother or sister. Thinking, the figure of my mother with a big belly appeared in front of me. Thinking like this, I dreamed of Enron. The next day, I heard that my My mother gave birth to a little brother, and I can say that he jumped three feet high with joy. A few days later, when my mother was discharged from the hospital, I saw that his little brother was wrapped in a "candle bag" with amused little eyes and a red face. , it was really cute, I sat on the bed and said, "The little guy called me sister." "WALL-E..." The little brother could only make some strange sounds that were like the language of aliens. Not understanding him, I had to walk the distance. My brother is also like other children. He will sit at six months and crawl at eight months to say goodbye to "alien language" and gradually begin to learn to speak. I was bored and we liked his brother who was happy. One day, my brother sat Playing on the carpet, he kept making various sounds. He said: "Chili". I asked him: "Chili"? "He said: "Tududu". I asked him: Who is "Tududu"? "When he saw me pestering him, he said impatiently: "Stupid". I quickly asked: "Who is 'stupid'? "Who would have known that my brother would actually speak eloquently and say in a clear voice: "Sister! "My nose is crooked and I want to slap him. He is so cute and they are willing to be angry? I muttered in your mouth that he is a "little hooligan." Both my parents knew this, and they laughed so hard that they said to me: "You are asking for trouble." Stick out your tongue and don't speak. lt;br /gt;These things have long passed but are still fresh in our memories. Today, my brother and I have grown up and those things have become my best memories.

lt; br /gt; lt; br /gt; lt; br /gt; Chapter 10: Momentary Beautiful Memorieslt; /gt; lt; br /gt; I have reached the age of twelve, 12 years old, from tweeting A baby learns language and gradually grows into a healthy and upward young man, experiencing countless things, joy, sadness, happiness, and sadness. However, when things are over, everything becomes a memory. If memory were likened to a beach, then one thing would be temporary, it would be the most spectacular and beautiful pearls in the shells, which have always been my treasured memories. lt;br /gt; Time goes back to 1999. When I was 4 years old, I came out of the Curiosity Gymnastics Training Center. The admission test content was sit-ups. I broke the other records and scored 32 points, becoming the first. This is For the first time in history, I came to the first place effortlessly. I was naturally very happy and became interested in gymnastics, and then embarked on the path of gymnastics for three years. Of particular importance to gymnasts is arm strength and endurance. So, every morning, my mother and I get up at six o'clock, run about 2 kilometers, do push-ups, sit-ups, and pull-ups. At first, I couldn't pull up, and my parents were very worried about making a horizontal bar exercise at home. A few days of hard work were not in vain. I went from one, two, 40, 50, in just two months... In 2001, I was selected by the principal of the Provincial Sports School with excellent results. My classmate and I were elected at the same time, and she was on the road to setting up a home school. After all, the Provincial Physical Education School is a very good school, and excellent students gather here. I just came here, and I know that bullying is commonplace. In my It seemed that no one dared to bully the only top-level coach in the field. So, I started to practice hard and practiced with others. I practiced 10 times, and while others were learning this move, I slipped. I learned more difficult moves from other teams... So, I became the captain and also the coach's key training target. The most impressive test was that the student coach who raised 50 will always be the number I am most proud of in my life. Appreciate my time doing sit-ups, 1028. lt;br/gt;If they work hard, there will be equal rewards - this is my experience in the provincial gymnastics competition in 2002. I made outstanding results and got a satisfactory answer from my coach, parents and myself...lt;br/gt; Later, due to various reasons, I interrupted my gymnastics life, which became my most cherished memory. I was 4 years old. , I was only 5 years old until I was 7 years old, and it seems to have become my own example. Some people have been unable to achieve their goals and ideals this year, but through this year's perseverance and persistence, I have been inspired by it. Even on another bright road, it inspires me to overcome obstacles, overcome difficulties, and climb to the peak. This collection of memories, encouragement, reminds me of the motivation to move forward. ;br /gt;Chapter 10: Laughing at Lifelt;br /gt;lt;br /gt;It is not as perfect as we imagine, not in our minds, the ideal life is like surging. The sea, the sea becomes rough, the ups and downs of life are like a bowl of soup, the taste of a bowl of ups and downs of "cream soup" can only be drank clearly, life is like a big dye vat of red, orange, yellow , green, blue, indigo, purple, can only be distinguished by dyeing, see Chu. lt;br/gt;In life, we will inevitably suffer setbacks, but we will inevitably suffer the whipping of the goddess of fate.

Weak-willed people decline in life, willing to degenerate, but to empty their bladders, slightly stronger-willed people, just started life full of confidence, life is a challenge, with their own unyielding bright red Passed before, but when the test of life will definitely come again, they retreat, and finally, as a person with the strongest will, they are not afraid to face the test of life, they always stick to their beliefs until the last minute. Give up, despair turns into hope! Such people are often able to defeat fate, they manipulate their own destiny, weak-willed people surrender and ask fate at their feet to manipulate them! When facing setbacks, sometimes it is not because it is insurmountable and there is no challenge, but because we dare not challenge, things will become difficult. Facing the same setbacks in life, and spinning in circles, some people shrink back, they complain, complain about the sky, blame the building, and complain about why it is such a cruel reality, complain about everything they know, and how can they forget everything , in addition to blaming their own cowardice, some people smile at life, life is good, life is bad, and they accept it. After cheering for victory, they looked back and smiled, brave and proud of their predicament. They face a peaceful life with a positive and optimistic attitude. Just like the great inventor Thomas Edison, when he was 67, his laboratory suffered a fire, causing damage of over $2 million. His father, his son was sad to say that his father was no longer young and now everything was in vain. Edison was the fire that burned its values, its own fallacies completely, and thank God he could start over. Just three months after the fire, he started his first gramophone. lt;br /gt; Ruthless disasters When you experience life, you still have to thank God. He allows us to repent, let us reflect, and let us summarize---He is like this. From disasters and setbacks, we discover the value. My friends, our frustrations are like Edison. We sincerely appreciate life, face difficulties with a positive and happy attitude, like to eat big meals, fine-grained, and chew slowly; like to play games, challenge him with such a relaxed and happy mood, and eventually you will find yourself in them music! lt;br /gt;lt;br /gt;lt;br /gt;lt;br /gt;Chapter 11: From the perspective of "small" students thanlt;br /gt;lt;br /gt;Why study its writing? This seemingly simple question is actually a question worth thinking about. If you ask a complete article and are good at writing, he may have a FEFE brain to think over and over again. For you, maybe, he will answer without thinking, just for the exam. , in fact, the answer is, in the starry sky, today, we discuss this issue in our composition class, allowing everyone to observe their own shortcomings from childhood. lt; br / gt; I just had a composition class during the long vacation. The teacher was natural and we were not familiar with him. However, he often left a deep impression on people. The king of teachers, no, it should be called Pharaoh to reflect the relationship between teachers and students. This is the theory of friends. The teacher is very humorous and can lead the students. It is obvious at a glance that he is an experienced senior. First, the teacher raised a question: Why should students learn to write papers? At the beginning, everyone felt that somehow, even? puzzled, but after a lot of explanations from the teacher, we came to the understanding, and they have raised their hands to answer more and more people, roughly summed up , we summarized ***12 BA examples: Writing is a traditional way of checking the overall quality level, which is of great help for future work, enriching life, understanding history... one of the earliest, we did not Who are the candidates who say it, but actually understand the psychology well, but are too embarrassed to say it, or the teacher triggers it, and the writing is inaccurate? Subsequently, we discussed the next question, which is the "standard of excellent writing". When it comes to standards, there are really many words, you can see that you like writing, specific examples of writing are expressed, the selection of materials is typical; the key points are combined , but it is also a real feeling, elegant and profound concept, which we can feel from the story of the white-haired girl.

This article comes from DreamWeaverlt;br/gt; In addition, writing must be accurate and neat, which is also necessary. If there are good articles, but there are a lot of typos, this article will devalue the above text to the future of writing, etc., so we You should be literate, write, and write your own personality to show your literary talents and make more and better articles. lt;br /gt;Today’s lesson, so I really learned a lot of knowledge. Talking about today, they don’t look at words without words, but it is also an adventure to take a look at how your language level overview is, this It’s to train yourself. lt;br /gt;In the past, my writing level was average, but the articles I wrote seemed to score today, but they are far apart. I have to work harder for future major and minor exams. lt; br /gt; lt; br /gt; lt; br /gt; Chapter 12: Bragging about my hometownlt; br /gt; lt; br /gt; Speaking of my hometown, it is very beautiful all year round. If you don’t believe me, let me introduce you to my lovely hometown! lt;br /gt;Every morning in spring, when my uncle announced the dawn of the rooster, the sun rose up, like a painter, and the clouds were dyed fiery red. At this time, the earth awakened and sprouted willow trees, and the willow trees swayed in the breeze, as if In welcoming the arrival of spring. The little swallow flew back from the south and flew freely in the sky. The grass is far away from the naughty and naughty drilling ground, bathed in the spring sunshine, sucking the nectar of spring, lt;br/gt;The Xia family has risen to slender girls, some are in bud, and some are shy little girls, some are showing off Their own beauty blooms like bright big flowers, as inches, so people who enjoy the shade under it sit on the roadside with big umbrellas opened by poplar trees,...lt;br/gt;The scene of the autumn harvest is Beautiful, thriving scenery is everywhere in my hometown. The sorghum's face is flushed, the rice is smiling at itself, so it is doubly beautiful. In the blue sky, the southbound geese are flying in the distance, flying side by side, looking back, if they say in their hometown: "Goodbye, lovely home , we will come back next spring! "As a poetic autumn, his hometown! The total number of people is nostalgic! "lt;br /gt;In winter, the snow swirls down. She likes the fog lights, running like emeralds, taking a closer look at the stray snowflakes: some, like plum blossoms, and some, like pentagrams... really beautiful Great. When the snow stopped, I walked out and saw my hometown covered with white quilts. The children went out to play, make snowmen, and laugh like birds. At this time, my hometown was like a fairyland. General.lt;br /gt;Ah, hometown, I love you!lt;br /gt;Statement