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A 400-word essay on the asbestos scenery of my hometown

The spirits are flying and spinning in the sky. It fell to the ground and became a golden avenue, where we played and played hide and seek. Walking in the jungle, looking up at the straight white tree trunks and golden leaves, quietly listening to the birch forest's narrative... "The beautiful Haba River, my lovely hometown, the majestic Altai Mountains... You are the sun in my heart "Yes, as the song sings, everything in my hometown is so beautiful and sacred - the harmonious life, the beautiful mountains and rivers, the simple people... I not only feel close to the mountains, rivers, land, customs and people of my hometown, but also Even the plants, trees, flowers, stones, bricks and tiles in my hometown make me nostalgic so much that I can't help but want to caress... The picturesque hometown, the beauty of the four seasons, the spring full of vitality, the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers; the scorching sun The scorching summer with green grass; the glorious autumn with abundant fruits; the winter with silver and pink makeup. Like a vibrant and changeable child, everything changes from one moment to another, and everything has its own characteristics. Don’t believe it? You see - Spring In spring, all things revive, the earth in my hometown comes back to life, and a vibrant scene appears in front of people. The river tinkled, playing the symphony of the earth; the birds chirped, talking about a better life in the future; the hard-working Kazakh herdsmen lined up neatly with their livestock, which had been almost exhausted after a long harsh winter. The team moved on. The spring sunshine is particularly bright. Miss Chun spreads her smiling face, and the warm beam of light shines over, touching me so gently, like a mother's hand. How come the sky is so colorful and dazzling? Ah, it turns out that the children are flying kites! Under the blue sky and white clouds, colorful kites are flying and flying freely. In spring, we bathe in the warm spring light, and everything is so full of vitality. Summer The summer sun in my hometown is scorching, bursting out its dazzling light crazily, scorching the earth, and the dust on the ground is flying. Quietly, only the heat waves from the river surged out. Look! There is a group of children under the tree, holding homemade nets in their hands, moving quietly towards the lace! When I got closer, I saw that they were flapping butterflies. It must be a good idea to invite a few good friends and go to the river to catch fish. In summer, we played in the clear water and blue sky of our hometown. Autumn In autumn, the birch forest in my hometown is the most beautiful. The autumn wind sweeps gently and leaves fall all over the sky, like flying butterflies, and like dancing elves flying and spinning in the sky. It fell to the ground and became a golden avenue, where we played and played hide and seek. Walking in the jungle, looking up, you will see the straight white tree trunks and golden leaves, quietly listening to the story of the birch forest... In autumn, I am immersed in the picturesque birch forest in my hometown. The white snow in winter is like silver beads and powder. , like poplars, they hang up the white sky and snow curtains for us. Looking up through the sparse snow curtain, the tall buildings in the distance were vague, as if they were in fog or clouds, looking particularly misty. Snowflakes danced playfully in the air. The unique whiteness of the "Snow Family" shines silver in the twilight sky. It cleans away all the dust in my hometown and fills the loneliness of the harsh winter. In winter, Loneliness and I played in the snow in my hometown. In spring, I pick up a wisp of spring breeze and give it to my hometown, so that it can blow my hometown; in summer, I pick up a touch of scorching sun and give it to my hometown to warm my hometown; in autumn, I pick up a few fallen leaves and give it to my hometown to let it decorate my home. Hometown; In winter, I pick up a piece of white snow and give it to my hometown, so that it can cleanse my hometown.