A complete set of sentences describing the hometown environment

A beautiful article describing the environment in my hometown

1. Every time I return to my hometown, I find that my hometown is a little older, and I can clearly read some vicissitudes from the images of the village. Walking on the high ridge, there are no children picking up ears of rice, no bursts of laughter by the big trees, and no melodious voice of grandpa playing erhu under the banyan tree.

In my hometown, it is a cool and pleasant day. In order to avoid the sultry weather in the county, I rode the subtropical monsoon and grew up from a five-year-old child to a ten-year-old girl. My hometown is the place where all my attachment is pinned. The chilly wind in the fields in winter, the trickle and pink peach blossoms in spring, the red or white lotus flowers in the lotus pond in summer, and the golden rice in autumn ... Laughter echoed in that small dam, without the prosperity of the city and the desolation of Shan Ye.

The geese in the sky were whispering again that day, and they all returned to their hometown. But where were the wanderers and those kids outside? Are you still thinking about this pitifully silent village?

When I was a child, every time I went back to my hometown, I always saw the dense tree-lined path from a distance. On a foggy morning, my father rode a car and drove me back and forth on the path. I reached out and brushed my hand gently across the treetops. The cold fog wetted my fingertips and I took a deep breath. The faint earthy smell of my hometown mixed with wet water vapor got into my throat and cooled my heart. The osmanthus tree behind the house is always faint and fragrant. After August, it will bloom with a golden smile and quietly send intoxicating fragrance to thousands of families, so the whole hometown is infatuated and dreamy. ...

"charming white tiles, small bridges and flowing water" is the most appropriate description of late spring in my hometown. In the late spring of my hometown, the most fascinating thing is no longer just flowers. Looking at the endless breadth, blue color and white light of the sky, watching naughty swallows fly lightly over the calm lake, causing ripples. The young leaves on the tree are smiling faces that can't help smiling. Play their birthday party under the golden strings. An ancient city with an ancient charm still stands out from the crowd, climbing the stairs, with green mountains and green waters, and the scenery in my hometown is beautiful.

6. My hometown is in taonan city. Although it is a small town without mountains and water, I still have infinite love for this land. Because he is the place where I was born and raised in Sri Lanka, and also the place where I babble. I have grown up here for more than 5,000 days and nights, and every second is filled with my burning passion.