Composition for the senior high school entrance examination in Yucheng, Shandong Province in 2003

Beautiful Yucheng is my mother's hometown. Today is 1 October1day, and my mother and I once again set foot on the land that haunts my mother. Along the way, my mother kept telling me its beauty.

Yucheng is bright in spring; It blooms in spring; It is the beautiful willow branches swaying gently in the breeze, which looks so graceful, just like a slim girl; The seeds are accumulating strength and breaking through the ground, and finally they will come out. It grows two green leaves to make you fragrant; So fresh; So lovely little flowers are blooming; Fragrant smell; Refresh one's mind

Yucheng is hot in summer; It is the scorching sun; It is a rain lotus with different shapes, and some are like shy little girls, blushing and hiding under the green lotus leaves; Some poked their heads out curiously and looked at this beautiful person; Some are like beautiful fairies dressed up in the calm lake water.

Yucheng in autumn is crisp in autumn; It is fruitful; It is the autumn rain that keeps ginkgo leaves hovering in the air, sometimes flying to the sky, sometimes falling to the ground, as if playing hide-and-seek with everyone, and as if golden butterflies are dancing.

In winter, Yucheng is wrapped in silver; However, it is white everywhere. There are few plants growing here. Only a few lonely pine trees still stand in this ice and snow. No matter how the wind blows, it will not waver. It suddenly began to snow like goose feathers, which seemed a little afraid of the cold.

Ah! I also began to like its spring when everything recovers; Love that passionate summer; Love the fruitful autumn; I love winter wrapped in white.