What are the beautiful sentences of "Welcome to my hometown"?

In the early morning, the rooster looks into the distance at dawn, and his hometown is bathed in graceful smoke, just like the legendary fairyland, which is smoky and beautiful.

A journey has finally come to an end. You and I have been standing at the fork in the road for a long time. Maybe in the future, we can't find the same reason. You have to go your own way in the future.

My hometown, like my mother, feeds us with her grass and trees.

The taste of hometown is the smell of smoke curling up. Every evening, smoke from kitchen chimneys rises and permeates the streets at dusk. If you take a deep breath and squint your eyes, you will be immersed in this deep nostalgia.

Everything in my hometown is reflected in my mind. It contains good memories of my childhood and makes me feel the warmth of home. Hometown, you are a bright pearl, which makes me unable to take back my eyes. You told me to keep all the interesting childhood stories intact. You love me and all the people in my hometown, and we will repay you with our own ability.

I often think of my hometown. It seems that the fragrant milk tea has drifted to my side and hometown, pursuing my lifelong dream. When I grow up, I am drifting away from my hometown. My hometown's breath and melodious Ma Touqin sound will accompany my feelings all my life.

The autumn wind blows, and the scenery of this field is more charming. Especially the field where seedlings are planted, you can see it far away from her, as if it were covered with a golden carpet. One by one, the seedlings were covered with rice, and their ears drooped. It was beautiful!

The beauty of hometown is the gentle hometown water, the wind blowing gently by the water, the swallows flying leisurely in the sky, and the wanderers in the distance, please come back quickly. The beauty of hometown, the most beautiful is the people in that hometown, who sing every day and are gratified every year. One side loves the soil, and the other side is born in the heart.

In my hometown, although there are no majestic peaks like Mount Tai and maple leaves like Xiangshan, the four seasons are picturesque and anyone will be amazed when they see them!

The dusk in my hometown is very quiet, and the flowers and plants on the roadside sleep quietly in the evening breeze; The dusk in my hometown is lively, and people washing clothes by the river are in an endless stream; Some old women are still practicing waist drums here, "dong, dong, dong", and the crisp and pleasant sound of waist drums pierced the tranquility of the sunset.