I love apple composition in my hometown.

I love apples in my hometown as follows:

Apple, its appearance is not only lovely, but also exudes attractive fragrance, which makes people drool. Therefore, my favorite fruit is apples, and my hometown happens to be rich in delicious apples.

The apples in my hometown are big and sweet. In spring and March, the drizzle is like silk. Walking into the apple orchard, you will see the apple trees greedily sucking the nectar given by nature, spreading green branches, and pieces of oval leaves dancing happily in the rain and fog. A tree is like a big green umbrella. After a few days, the apple tree was full of pink flowers, and a fragrance came to the nose.

Soon, the little flowers on the tree gradually turned white, with petals like palace walls and stamens like little princesses, sleeping soundly inside. A gust of wind blows, and the petals fall with the wind, just as it rains in the sky and the carpet is laid on the ground. White as snow and pink as chardonnay, the whole person seems to be in the ocean of flowers. How comfortable!

In the hot summer, the apple orchard is no longer fragrant, but full of small groups of blue, the size of jujube stones, which tastes bitter. In September, the autumn wind blew, and the apple turned pink, like a pink angel hanging on a branch, which made people fall in love at first sight. You can eat apples that have just come out of the cage at this time. They taste sweet, just like honey.

By the beginning of October, a large number of apples were ripe. The pink apple turned into red agate, full of fruits and covered with branches. Looking around, it's like a red ocean. Smell it, and the aroma is fragrant and makes people drool. Peel off the skin, you can see the milky pulp, bite, crisp and sweet;

Chew it, and the juice will flow, which really makes people want to eat. A gust of autumn wind blew these apples, and they quickly said to the wind, "We are ripe. Go and tell the farmers the good news and let them pick it quickly. " Suddenly, the farmer's uncle was driving, and the man with the basket was holding the basket, happily harvesting apples one by one.

Wow, the apple orchard is really lively! Look, adults keep picking from the tree and children keep picking from the ground. Apples are in baskets, and cars are one after another. Red apples shine on people's faces like small suns. Adults smile more brightly and children become more lovely. It seems that this year is another bumper harvest year! I love apples in my hometown, and I love my lovely hometown even more!