2, hometown as my mother, is with her grass and trees in nursing our growth.
3, the hometown is the mother's warm embrace, is a foreign country to make a living the biggest miss.
4, my hometown, how many words can depict my feelings for you?
5, birdsong, beautiful mountains, picturesque, green water, fish and rice country, lake and mountains, simple folk
6, my hometown in the town of Baishuiyang, a small mountain village, which is in the ravine, but the mountains are beautiful, the scenery is charming.
7, the hometown of the economic development, brand new buildings a block even a block, the townspeople are very energetic, really a great scene.
8, our hometown is really a beautiful, rich place. If you come here, the hospitable people of Luliang will welcome you and let you feast your eyes and mouth.
9, ten years later today, I see the wide road, Mercedes-Benz cars; I see the towering buildings, hard-working people; I see the strength of the motherland, my beautiful hometown.
10, as soon as I think of my hometown, that a rugged mountain road, that a clear stream, that a charming forest, and will immediately flash in my mind, let me y miss.
11, the hometown of the water is really clear ah, you can see the sand and gravel at the bottom of the water; hometown of the water is really green ah, as if that is a piece of emerald; hometown of the small really quiet ah, you can not seem to see it in the flow.
12, fall is here, the leaves on the trees are withered. That decades of roots clinging to the ground of the old tree but is about to hollow like. When I think of it, I can't help but think of my hometown.
13, strong countryside to withstand the test of winter. Beautiful snowflakes drifted down, for the deep mountain village put on a holy coat. After a few snowfalls, the warmth of spring is not far away ......
14, the early summer sunset sprinkled on the river, the afterglow of that sunset with the microwaves rippling back and forth. A few fishing boats wandering on the river, and a few others resting on the shore, so it constitutes a beautiful painting.
15, ah, hometown! Read thousands of books how can not finish reading your beauty, traveling thousands of miles how can not finish walking on your thoughts. Your beauty and kindness has long been in my bag, accompanied by my four seas for home.
16, hometown, how many nights I face the west and stationed in the dormitory corridor, looking up at the night sky, thoughts to the hometown growth, think of every star on the hide a smiling face, let people look forward to penetrating, the heart wants to pick.
17, do not say that the country road is long, and then long is long but my thoughts; do not say that the end of the world is far, and then far is far but my eyes; do not say that the cloud sky is high, and then high is high but my thoughts. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it," he said.
18, like glory just right, hate the impermanence and to, eyes open to all things all throw, swinging leisurely soul consumption. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm going to be able to do it. Therefore, to the father and mother in the dream to seek advice: child life has been into the Yellow Springs, Tianlun He, have to step back to get out of the early!
19. The streets of my hometown are clean, wide and flat. A variety of beautiful car shuttle like come and go. Street side of the skyscrapers rose up, lined up. Supermarkets and shopping malls are full of goods, see people's eyes confused.
20, our hometown is also known as the East Slope Red Cliff, a long history of the Qingyun Tower, there is the world's attention of the Huanggang High School, hometown tourist attractions and a lot more, more like the stars in the sky, can not be counted.
21, my hometown in Lanzhou, where the scenery is beautiful, there are beautiful Wuquan Mountain and White Pagoda Mountain. The Yellow River Iron Bridge is like a rainbow across both sides of the Yellow River, and the charming scenery of the 40-mile Yellow River Route provides a good place for people to travel and relax.
22, the taste of home is hidden in the beautiful scenery. There are two trees in front of my house, one is a sturdy pine tree, and the other is a beautiful osmanthus tree. I will never forget the fragrance of osmanthus and the tenacity of the pine tree. I love my hometown.
23, the hometown of grass, is so distinctive and bright, the sunlight shows its bright. Our grass here, more novel than your grass, there are oval, rectangular, trapezoidal, all kinds of, you will certainly like to see!
24, hometown crops do not know remember us? In the spring we lined up to sow and fertilize, and in the fall we came to harvest. At nightfall when we are tired of lying on the wagon pulling firewood and counting the stars is also so pleasant ......
25, standing in the strong wind, look at those, those new houses, good-looking good-looking, good-looking, that close to my house, that farther away from my uncle's house, that farther away from my uncle's son's daughter-in-law's house. The new house is a good one, but it's not a good one.
26, the morning of the fall, the countryside is always shrouded in fog. Walking in the foggy mountains, you can also feel the "sunrise LinFeiKai" mood. A wintry autumn wind blew, the trees have begun to become bare. I picked up a few yellow leaves, which gave me a deeper understanding of "Leaves return to their roots".
27. At noon, the weather got hot. The sun baked the earth hot, the morning of the lively poultry also hid in the shade under. The cicadas are not willing to be lonely in the trees to sing its own song, the river from time to time there are frogs to accompany it. This is a beautiful symphony of the hometown.
28, every time you return to the hometown side, found that the hometown and some old, from the village image clearly read a few points of vicissitudes. Walking on the high ridges, there is no gleaning children, there is no big tree next to the sound of laughter, banyan tree, there is no grandfather pulling the erhu sound melodious.
29, did not leave his hometown, his hometown is like a beautiful painting, we play in the painting, play, but can only see the end of the sky that distant sunset. When we leave the hometown, the hometown is a hanging painting, no matter how we enter, he is always separated by a thin layer of veil ...
30, the beautiful nature, is a magnificent scenery. From the flawless snow on the Alps, to the bright sunshine on the Aegean Sea, from the vast and boundless forests of Siberia, to the endless plains of Texas. It constitutes a beautiful picture scroll that unfolds on the beautiful nature.
31, people! No matter how long you are away from home, no matter how high your status, no matter how poor or rich you are, the most difficult to give up is the hometown feelings, the most difficult to forget is the hometown landscape, the most want to eat is the hometown meal, the most want to hear is the hometown sound of hometown rhyme, the most want to do is to be able to contribute to the hometown of his own strength.
32, the hometown is the root of our growth, the hometown is the home of our memory. The hometown witnesses our happiness, the hometown records our growth. The traveler who is far away from his hometown is the mother, and the son or daughter who does not change the accent is the hometown as the magnetic field. The most important thing to remember is that you can't stop thinking about your hometown, and you can't stop thinking about your hometown.
33, when the northern land frozen, the hometown will be wrapped in silver, the river willows drooping willow, ten miles long embankment, like a huge ivory sculpture, beautiful as a painting, like a poem, intoxicating. Many people praise it with a pen, even the small me can not hold down the heart like, want to eulogize it.
34, to the night, the most beautiful to count the unicorn mountain. Standing at the foot of the mountain, looking up, the whole mountain is colorful lights, decorated with a magnificent. Walking through 372 steps, but also continue to climb the rugged mountain road to reach the top of the mountain, standing on the top of the mountain to look into the distance, the whole city as far as the eye, like a sea of lights.
35, hometown is a melodious flute, always let a person's soul; hometown is a touch of bright moonlight, always let a person's heart; hometown is a string of eternal memories, always let a person think of it to miss. Hometown of those people, those things, is the most wonderful in the song, is the most charming moonlight, is the most profound memory.
36, at home, I like to climb to the top of the mountain alone, to look at my hometown. Early in the morning, when the mist just diffused, the hometown is covered in a cloud, like ancient and beautiful. The hardworking three aunts and four grandmothers all get up early at this time, in the cooing sound of chickens and ducks, began to busy. The people of the hometown are diligent.
37, I miss, because I have a beautiful hometown; I miss, because I have a beautiful memory; I miss, because I have a beautiful childhood; I'm very happy, because I have a beautiful dream; I'm very happy, because I have a beautiful cloud; I'm very happy, because I have clear as the autumn water like thoughts.
38, his hometown is a big clear river, so named "Qingjiang River", she is so quiet, so beautiful. She is like a large green satin spread in the valley of the vertical and horizontal duel, under the sun, glittering, she rejoiced, singing all the way, when the wind blew, ripples, and seems to lift her beautiful train to see the fragrance.
39, the forest of the yellow rafter tree from my memory emerged, or the same upright, not the same is more Road Road history of the grooves, more a little time of the vicissitudes of life. As a child, I always wanted to climb to the top of the tree, but I was afraid of the public scolding. Now I have given up this idea. I think, let it become the embodiment of my heart to my hometown admiration!
40, let me when the soul of my hometown, in fact, is a beautiful scenery of the village, the village around the rolling hills hand in hand with the people here, as a kind mother gazed fondly at the children in the arms. How many times I have traveled through the river of memory, how many times I have traveled through the time and space of the Profound Road, trekking through the mountains, dreaming of this mountainous and beautiful hometown.
41, my hometown in Taonan City, Jilin Province, although he is an inconspicuous small city, no mountains, no water, but I am still full of infinite love for this land. Because he is I was born in this place, long in this place, is my teeth to learn language place. I grew up here more than five thousand days and nights, in every second, are permeated with my burning passion.
42, ah! Hometown ah, how beautiful you are ah! Your bubbling river, Dingdong Dingdong, how nice to hear ah! Your waterfall, hitting the rocks, flying out of the waves of how beautiful ah! Your cool mountain springs, like holding out a mirror, as if in my makeup it! You this round white clouds, the original blue sky, become more blue!
43, hometown of everything, are reflected in my mind, it contains the beautiful memories of my childhood, it allows me to feel the warmth of home. Hometown, you are a bright pearl, so I can not take my eyes back. You let me keep all my childhood anecdotes intact, you are all the people who love me and my hometown, and we will use our own ability to return to you.
44, my hometown is not only beautiful, but also rich. My hometown is rich in high-quality rice and rich aquatic resources, so there is a "fishing and rice township" of the name. Hometown mineral resources are also very rich, there are yuan Ming powder, oil, natural gas and other mineral deposits. Especially the yuan Ming powder, in the world enjoys a good reputation, so the hometown of the yuan Ming powder source transported to the field, to support the construction of the motherland.
45, into the small building, I really can not believe that this is my old home, push open the door, only to see that the floor is paved with cobblestones, take off your shoes, walk on it can be comfortable! Walking to the room, the room is spacious and bright, the snow-white walls are plastered with maroon wallpaper, elegant and exquisite. The front of the hall is also placed a 25-inch LCD TV, that tea set is made of glass, beautiful!
46, when you enter Dai Tou Town, I think the first thing that makes you marvel is the houses. Over there is the Daitou Industrial Zone, everywhere is a tall factory. This side is the orderly arrangement of residential neighborhoods, each building is uniformly brushed with milky yellow wall paint, coupled with large red glazed tiles, so beautiful, so grand! The rows of gray and white antique buildings on the commercial street make you feel that this is the real Jiangnan!
47, hometown is a mountainous and forested place. Standing in the distance to see the hometown, into the eyes of all the lush green forests, leaves from time to time to explore a few eaves or floating some tiles, so that people know that there is a head of the family. From time to time, the sound of cattle's hooves rises on the green stone road between the forest, and occasionally the wind passes over one or two damp nasal sounds: "Uh? Ah!" The hometown contains an ancient charm.
48, summer, the leaves are green, the leaves grow densely, as far as the eye, as if a big green umbrella. Take the "umbrella" in the hot sun to stand up for us to shade. Some children play chess underneath, some chasing and playing underneath ...... If it rains, they can protect us from the wind and rain, like a warrior to protect the whole park.
49, the hometown is an old wine, in my heart the longer I set aside, the more mellow its flavor; hometown is a cup of Nongjing green tea, in my heart the longer I soak, the more rich its flavor; hometown is a memory short film, the more times I screened in my heart, the clearer its picture. Love their hometown does not need an excuse, more need no reason, because the hometown has our "root"!
50, not only is the hometown rich in produce, but also has a deep and unique national festival culture, such as the Dai Water Festival Achang A Luwuluo Festival Jingpo Meg brain Zongsong Festival ...... My favorite is the Water Festival. Whenever the beginning of April, when the Water Festival comes, I will change into a festive dress and children together to go outside to splash water, mutual blessing, wishing everyone health and good luck, everywhere is a sea of joy.
51, residential buildings, new factories rising, every family has a refrigerator washing machine telephone also appeared in the ordinary people's homes, villagers ran on the well-off life, just a few years time has undergone radical changes, the hometown has become a veritable rice granary, is really famous all over the world, the array of nine continents. Ah! Northeast of my lovely hometown I love the people of my hometown, is that they use hard work to make their hometown more beautiful.
52, "head looking at the moon, low thinking of his hometown," from which the travelers miss the deep feelings of his hometown. Wang Wei's "alone in a foreign land is a foreigner, every festive season doubly homesick" in the ancient lines, revealing the sadness of being in a foreign land. Cen Sen's "The road to my hometown is long, and I can't dry up my tears" is an example of his nostalgia for his hometown. The first thing I want to say is that I'm very happy with the way I feel about the way I feel about the way I feel about the way I feel about the way I feel about the way I feel about the way I feel about the way I feel!
53, the hometown survived our childhood, or there are young and old, has become a part of our life, has become our own. It is not a commodity, not a tourist destination, not according to a certain price can be sold to any customer round-trip tickets and weekend pastime programs. Hometown than any tourist attraction has something more: your blood and tears, and sweat, so how can I not remember the hometown of people hometown of things hometown bridge?
54, that a mountain behind the village, a stream in front of the door, the bamboo forest on the mountain, the stream in the swimming fish, is not this mountain clear water hometown aura. What can be more desirable than to be a hometown resident for the rest of one's life? If a homecoming traveler, step on the soft soil, as if hiding in the embrace of the hometown, gentle and elegant. The familiar barking of dogs and birds in the ear, can also make the heart again tough man tears fall three feet. Those who have suffered for too long, the hometown can finally share our worries.
55, standing in the hometown of the top of the mountain, far from the hometown thrown at the foot. Looking down at their home, like a mole in the mountains. The distant and blue sky, in the narrowness of the mountains in the left dash, before the hometown of the flat land to squeeze out a piece of open space, then the hometown, how tiny. Mountains and water harmoniously together in the azure sky, that is a kind of beauty at least. The hometown looks more beautiful because of them. But if they are missing the hometown, that is called the beauty of it!
56, the morning air is fresher than the midday, but also penetrate the human spirit. Along the street, continue to run, more or less people also boarded the deck of the "day", ready for a short voyage. The calmness of the day also reminds me of the old days **, carefree, the appreciation of the scenery of home. Green lingering, trees, is indeed a good thing to purify people's hearts, cultivate people's sentiment. But that things are not the same, the flowers are still the same scene, but also make themselves some sadness ......
57, the hometown of the autumn rain like the girl in the hands of the embroidery line, up and down shall not be free to flap. A moment embroidered the persimmon tree on the red lanterns, a moment embroidered the gold carpet in the ground, a moment somehow round to the orange tree, so the green branches will be hung on the bright yellow embroidery ball. Hometown of the autumn rain is a girl's tears, but also does not spoil the capricious. After a burst of rain, as if friends apologized to her, this is not she wiped her face, the sky is still blue sky, the sun is still the sun of joy.
58, the scene with the road, we walked to a small stream, the stream hit the stone, played a beautiful music. The most surprising thing is that the endless wild ** by the roadside of the stream, a bush, a cluster, crowded one by one, up to the yellow face, nodding to the spring wind, smiling at the sky. A group of butterflies dancing among the flowers, sharing the feast of flowers. My cousin and I can not help but stop to pounce on the butterflies, the butterflies did not catch, but with the butterfly dance chased a long way.
59, in my hometown village, it was a cool and pleasant days. I ride the subtropical monsoon, avoiding the sweltering heat of the county, from the five-year-old child to grow into a ten-year-old girl, and the hometown is the place where I have all the attachments to send. Slightly austere winds on the fields in winter, spring trickling streams and pink and snow-white peach blossoms, summer lotus ponds inside or red or white lotus, autumn patches and patches of golden rice ...... laughter echoed in that small dam, no urban bustle, no mountainous desolation.
60, the hometown is far away, when to go? The small oar light boat, dream into the hibiscus Pu. Back to the hometown, take a long artemisia, with the river of the heart, to the hometown drift, to the hometown roaming. The wanderers are still wandering, they still haven't been able to go back to their hometown, because their careers are in the four directions. They want to carry a boatload of starlight and return to their hometown with shining light. Let us ring the bell of hope and look forward to the reunion with them in the splendid season. I will definitely make you proud of me.
61, now, people's environmental protection meaning more and more strong, the streets can be seen everywhere next to a variety of garbage cans, in the mountains, in the river are set up to prohibit still garbage signs. Our hometown environment is more and more beautiful, no longer see the "garbage all over the sky" scene. Our hometown environment from the mountains and beautiful to be polluted and back to the mountains and beautiful, I hope that people in our hometown understand that only to protect the environment, in order to make our hometown more beautiful, protect the environment, everyone is responsible for protecting the environment, protect the environment, start from me.
62, in front of the house behind the river is always quietly flowing, both sides of the water with the breeze gently swinging, a night before the afternoon will be lively, laughter, yells in the river also rippled, the door that the small dirt road is always mixed with a long time can not be dry. Early in the morning, open the door, the fog all of a sudden rushed into the house, the whole hometown has become a light ink painting, hazy and even can melt your heart together, until the sun slowly open the fog, the leaves will fall a layer of water droplets, and is a watery hometown.
63, out of the house, can not help but have a kind of faint homesickness this love, this love in the end is what kind, I can not say. Speaking of girls home-loving it, which I do not oppose; the boy it, it seems that there should not be homesickness, it may be right, like me, always outside, only go home once a year, and only in the traditional Chinese festival, the Spring Festival to go home once. After graduating from college, in order to work I went hither and thither, have long been accustomed to the kind of wandering days, perhaps the kind of four seas for home, the feeling of wandering.
64, I miss the hometown, if my heart is the hometown released a dove, then my warm nest must be you ---- my hometown. Autumn color like water, spring is bright, the starry sky in the winter night, the blazing heat in the summer, are my deep thoughts. A tree, a piece of soil, a cloud, a mist, a gust of wind and a drop of rain in my hometown are all floating in front of my eyes. Passing through the curved path to the forest by the river, I picked up a yellow leaf that fell on the ground. Looking at this fallen leaf, I hid it by hand in the drawer of the years, waiting for a new life.
65, "charming pink walls and tiles, small bridges and water," which is the most appropriate description of the late spring in his hometown. The most fascinating thing about the late spring in your hometown is no longer just the flowers. Looking forward to the dome of the endless wide, blue color, white light, look at the mischievous swallows, lightly skimming the surface of the calm lake, causing layers of ripples. The young leaves on the trees look like a smiling face that can't help but smile. Under the golden strings, playing their birthday party. An ancient charm of the old city still wing in the eyes, pick up the stairs, green hills and green water, the hometown of the scene, beautiful.
66, the hometown of the morning sun hiding in a distant mountain, from the dense mountain road has been floating to the sleepy wasteland. It roused the dust on the stone bridge, it dispersed the silence of the night, and its clouds filled the vague veil, blooming a shy smile. Under this smile, I can't see the flashing neon lights, I can't hear the clamor of the traffic. It is so peaceful and quiet and serene. The well platform creaking **, the bells on the necks of cattle and sheep jingling, field gullies ladder can crisscross, such as the old man's weather-beaten face at home.
67, I miss the hometown, if my heart is a dove released from the hometown, then my warm nest must be you ---- my hometown. Autumn colors like water, spring is bright and beautiful, the starry sky in the winter night, the blazing heat in the summer, are all my deep thoughts. A tree, a piece of soil, a cloud, a mist, a gust of wind, a drop of rain of my hometown, are all floating in front of my eyes. Passing through the curved path and coming to the forest by the river, I picked up a yellow leaf that fell on the ground. Looking at this fallen leaf, I hid it by hand in the drawer of the years, waiting for the chance of new life.
68, the hometown of the creek like a mirror that it is green, green as if a moment emerald, that it is clear, clear can also see the fish in the water. I remember when I was a child about some of my buddies came here to catch small fish, those small fish are not honest on the body slippery, how can not catch, and they also love to play hide-and-seek with you. Once I was about to catch a small fish, look forward to a pounce, the results of the small fish but a blink of an eye and disappeared, the results of the fish did not catch, but the clothes are wet. I went home and was told off by my mom, but every time I go to catch a fish, I still come back with a full load.
69, compared with the past, the biggest change is the road. Memory of the previous road potholes, although all around, but feel not good to go, especially on rainy days, the road is full of puddles and mud, walking becomes very difficult, a go out, shoes, pants are dirty. But now it's different, it's a world of difference. You see, villages and towns are connected to spacious concrete roads, and all kinds of beautiful flowers and plants are planted on the roadside, so people will never worry about traveling again. In the evening, there are very, very many people walking on the road, and the sound of people's laughter is heard everywhere.
70, my hometown has changed a lot, from the cottage to the building, from the bicycle to the car, from the narrow red room to the high-rise district, from the narrow uneven road to the wide and large asphalt road, from the landline to the cell phone. My hometown is more and more modernized, the computer has entered every family, I hope the future of my hometown has solar-powered cars, the area can be enlarged, there can be a robot nanny, I hope the future can be more and more harmonious, more and more beautiful, how about it, listen to my introduction of my hometown is very interested in my hometown, if you want to come to my hometown to see it, we are always welcome to your arrival!
71, before, there were many people and few cars. Now is the road wide car more, remember I just saw the photo, I looked at the street against the eyes of the street, a high-rise buildings neatly arranged on both sides of the street, the pedestrian walkway rows of evergreen trees, to the pedestrians shading the sun, unknowingly came to the supermarket, in the vegetable area, hundreds of thousands of varieties of vegetables, look at us don't know what to buy a good dish. Listen to the grandmother said: "In the past, what season can only eat what seasonal vegetables, especially in winter, is to cabbage and radish to do 'home cooking'." Now good no matter when you want to eat what dishes, you can buy what dishes.
72, the former railway station is a poor township, only one bus to that, transportation is not developed. Now in the south of Shaoyang, high-rise buildings, our train station is built in this convenient transportation, economically developed place. There is a wide square in front of the train station. There are green grass like flowers and trees there. At night, the musical fountain in the square sounds, the water column rushes up like a rocket in a flash, left and right, up and down, like a naughty little elf. People tired of a day's work in the square to walk, dance ...... naughty children in the gusto to play games, do not mention how happy.
73, during the holidays, my father and I are ready to go back to our hometown. Before I came, the old home in my impression is still a broken look: the house is with soil? Built, the walls are bumpy not you a flat, seriously looking for, may also be able to find ant holes and worm holes it. There is only a mahogany table and five or six chairs that have long been outdated. When you sleep at night, you have to squeeze several people in a small bed, if you turn over, the person who sleeps next to the bed will have bad luck! Just when you are sleeping soundly, mosquitoes will come at you like a mountain torrent and buzz around you. When I think about it, I'm so scared that my whole body trembles.
74, here in the morning without the fog "cover", not like Jiangnan such as "ink painting" like warm, but in this dry morning sun, still "vaguely" feel the The willow branches, the bright sunshine, the sunshine, the sunshine, the sunshine, the sunshine, the sunshine, the sunshine Through the willow branches, the bright sunshine "swaying glory", the sunshine of everything is so clear, "dazzling", even the leaves holding the dewdrops are so "crystal", "bright", "bright", "bright", "bright", "bright", "bright", "bright", "bright", "bright", "bright", "bright", "bright", "bright", "bright", "bright". The dewdrops on the leaves of the flowers are so "crystalline" and "bright" as crystal. Not dissipated sleep "hazy", trance, as if to "fairy tale" in the "dream" of the realm, imagination is really something wonderful, let the world! The imagination is a wonderful thing, so that the world "instantaneous change". Looking at the sun, another "poetic" morning is about to begin.
75, in order to study, I am far away from home to the tin city of Wuxue, each semester up to two times home, not away from home do not know what it is like to be homesick, every weekend to see the housemates one by one to go home happily, I am envious of the weekend dormitory is empty and lifeless, the night a person in the dormitory in the silence of the even a talk to no one, the only thing that can be done is to give a call to the home to ease the heart of the silence, or to call a friend to ease the heart, or to call a friend, or to call a friend. The only thing you can do is to call your family to ease the silence of your heart, or call your friends to chat about your recent situation to prove that you are not a lonely person. The night is very long, homesickness is also growing, I do not have any trace of sleep, my thoughts will go to chase the ancient brilliant sun of his hometown, tears quietly passed. I am homesick.
76, three years have not been able to set foot on that piece of land, but I'm not far from home, at least compared to the Wang Jinggong that "Zhongshan only a few mountains away," the situation is much better. But I think of the spring of my hometown but do not feel sigh. Remember the early spring in my hometown, with a warm spring breeze, a few early flowers just bloomed, no reason to look delicate, just like the hometown of the girl, delicate, beautiful but not lose elegance, and a hint of happiness with the spring breeze lingering around everyone. In my mind the early spring in my hometown is cozy. It is a pity that in the blink of an eye, I have been standing in the noisy streets of this city, no hometown flowers and wind, close your eyes, can perceive only the lonely early spring brought about by the gusts of cold. The city's early spring is lonely.
77, every year back to his hometown, I like to go to the field also look. Walking in the familiar field path, see the green safflower grass, yellow rapeseed flowers, smell the fragrance of the long-lost soil, feel back to my childhood. The land is still the same, the people are still the same, but after many years of not being together, and the difference in their lifestyles, I feel as if the words are not on the same level. Despite this, but every time I return home, there is always a sense of familiarity, always see some different changes, perhaps it is shouted for a long time to bring the embellishment it. In fact, what I see, or too slow, this may be the reason I do not want to stay at home too long, I go home usually no more than a week.
78, enthusiasm, is all my praise for you. When I ** four shot, you are my never-ending power, a steady flow from the depths of the heart. When I am disappointed and frustrated, your hopeful eyes watching me from afar, as if to tell me: enthusiasm is the capital you continue to struggle, rise up! So I continue to move forward; when I am in a foreign country, your enthusiasm into a silent language quietly show me that the desolate heart, people say that the spring of a foreign country is no match for the warmth of the winter in the hometown, I know this; when I am frivolous and arrogant, suddenly in a lonely and empty night to think of your gentle words: when the enthusiasm and pride for the dance, the danger has quietly descended on me, I, suddenly realized, and then lightly loaded! I, in a flash, realized that I was lightly loaded. I am obsessed, I love, I am fascinated, I am drunk, so I was softened by the passion of my hometown.
79, beautiful, is all my memory of you. When the spring comes, your beauty is far greater than my excited heart, bees and butterflies, the grass grows, more beautiful is your soft wind, it blew me once hibernation of happiness; when the footsteps of the summer quietly, the commotion belongs only to those who are irritable and restless, but you are in the silent nurturing of the fruits of life, it is you who let me understand, the world's greatest beauty is to give unselfishly; when the girl sang a sweet ode to the girl in the fall, the girl sang a sweet ode to the girl in the fall, the girl in the fall, the girl sang a sweet ode to the girl in the fall. When the autumn girl sings a sweet carol dancing, you smile open flowers, the harvest season belongs to me, also belongs to you, then you are given the beauty of maturity; when the winter silver makeup, you sleep, but your silence is not depressed, not decadent, but in the waiting to build up strength. I am obsessed, I love, I am fascinated, I am drunk, so I was intoxicated by the beauty of my hometown.
80, bright lights, reflecting the stars in the sky, such as frosty moonlight. Constitutes a picture of the world is difficult to match the beauty of the light. Occasionally, the park came out a sound of birds playing and laughing, but they are like a lone ranger, shy girl, so that I always have no chance to see them. The aroma of flowers and grasses emanating from both sides of the highway, in the soft wind at night, times make people relaxed and happy. The ancients used to say, "grassy invasion of the old road" is a kind of beauty; then, the hometown of "green trees around the new path" is not a kind of beauty? Colorful neon lights, the rows of green trees, decorated into a sea of color! Lights, starlight, moonlight; flowers, grass, green trees ...... this by artificial sculpture of natural things, reflecting each other, complement each other, the hometown of the night dress up more beautiful, more beautiful!
81, back to the hometown of the next morning, I will be about the childhood partner cycling to my day and night thoughts of Baiyangdian. Along the way, dense forests, birds and flowers, fresh air, wide and straight asphalt road. Come to Baiyangdian big gate, oh, here ten thousand heads, the sound of people. There are farmers and city dwellers, food sellers and boat renters. I was surprised and asked, "How did this place become so busy?" My friends told me, "We have opened this place as a new tourist spot!" I stood on the gate and looked into the precipitation, only to see rows of dragon boats moored on the water, very spectacular. Partner to get a small rowboat, we rowed to the center of the precipitation. Baiyangdian water is clear to the bottom, groups of fish and shrimp in the water shuttle, colorful water plants floating in the water. In the distance, large pieces of reeds stretch to the water and sky. My partner told me that nowadays, after the contracting of reed ponds, the growth is very good. The reeds have become the treasure of the people in the Baiyangdian area to become rich.