A selection of beautiful sentences about winter in my hometown.

1. Last winter, I came to my hometown with dense water networks. Maybe I am used to seeing the scenery of the city and suddenly feel that the scenery in my hometown is really charming.

Winter in my hometown is beautiful, but there is no elegant scenery with snowflakes flying and no magnificent scenery with heavy snow everywhere. Only the delicate river flows quietly, surrounded by winding paths, decorating my hometown.

In the winter morning, there was a thin layer of ice on the river, like a quilt given to her by God, and her quilt became a mirror of the villagers, reflecting the simple faces of the people in their hometown. As the sun rises, this thin layer of ice gradually melts and a fine fog rises. At this time, the river still hides half of her face behind her guitar, hidden in the sunshine and fine fog, so beautiful! After the fog cleared, the river turned into a dancing ribbon, shining in the sun, like delicate diamonds embedded in the ribbon, like stars on a blue screen, which made people feel relaxed and happy.

There are many rivers, so there are many bridges in my natural hometown. The bridge is on the shiny ribbon. From a distance, there are bridges on the river, and there are also bridges in the river. They form a circle like the fifteenth moon. Under the breeze, the river rippled in women's hands like silk thread, weaving beautiful pictures one by one.

Although there is still ice on the river, there is a large area of blue grass on the shore. The warm south is like this, which always makes people see the hope of spring in the cold winter. But what if it's not spring yet? Winter here is so beautiful that no one will strongly expect spring to come early. You see, groups of lively and lovely ducks are swimming and singing happily by the river; Bundles of white reeds are swaying in the cold wind, as if watching the river; Naughty sparrows are hovering in the sky. They seem to be dancing.

6. At this time, children always like to come to the river. Boys throw stones and compete who floats farthest and splashes the most. Girls pick reeds, weave beautiful hats and show off to each other.

7. Ah, what charming scenery, small rivers, small bridges, grass and touching laughter. What a touching painting. Obsessed with you, winter in my hometown!