The vast sky was dark, and only a little starlight shone on us with the moonlight. This soft light is as refreshing as my mother's hand touching me. I don't know if the breeze is my psychological effect or true. Like a fairyland!
The shy sun finally showed his face, and his golden cheeks showed a warm smile. The flowers on the lawn become more charming under the sunshine: the sunflower was originally a fiery little girl, but after the sunshine, it became obedient and her smile became innocent. Tulips dance in this warm sunshine, and its moving dance makes people feel warm and smile. After a while, there were many people, some carrying vegetable baskets, some driving to the market ... every villager had a smile on his face and lived a pure life. The morning in my hometown seems to have magic to make people beautiful.
A year's plan lies in spring, and a day's plan lies in morning. People get up early. There are no horns and noisy shouts in big cities, only greetings and cooking. Smoke rises into the sky, just like a fairy cloud taken off by a fairy, tracing back and forth, flickering. Add a little more color to our hometown. In the field, the farmer's uncle is working in the muddy field with a hoe, and the rolling water drops on the leaves can be comparable to pearls. This water drop seems to be cheering for the farmer's uncle. I am very moved to see this format. I came to the small pond, and there were fish and shells in the water ... They seemed to be talking intimately, and they all heard the sound of blisters on the water, like a symphony, which was very rhythmic. An old man used this bamboo as a fishing rod, and I thought, it's amazing. I secretly admire you for coming fishing so early.
How mysterious the morning in my hometown is. I like the morning in my hometown.
Our hometown is Hunan. Harmony in Hunan is a beautiful city, and everything in Hunan is beautiful. What is the most beautiful thing in Hunan? To tell the truth, the most beautiful thing is the morning in Hunan!
Early in the morning, the reddish sun shyly hid beside the warm pillow. But the streets are getting busy. The air in the morning is exceptionally fresh. In the spring morning, the flowers' excited smiles are covered with crystal dew. Are they tears? No, no,no. Of course not. This is an expensive flower tonic! The morning in spring is beautiful. I like to get up early and hide in my pillow while the sun is still long, so I sit next to the flower bed tiles. Enjoy this picturesque scenery with my bright eyes. Oh! Wrong. Better than painting! Is it? Don't you think this more beautiful scenery created by Mother Earth is really beautiful?
In the morning, the street is already very busy. If the street is compared to a burning kettle, people are compared to the water in the kettle. It can be said that there is such a lively scene when it is boiling. In the cool morning, there were various tones of bargaining in the food market; In the early morning, the sound of singing from a distant stream came; In the morning, birds are singing excitedly; There is also the sound of children playing happily; Do you know any other sounds? Of course, that's the sound of studying at school. In the morning, our memory is better than usual. At this time, we will remember what we have read. I have a good memory in the morning. Otherwise, how could the ancients say that "a year's plan lies in spring, and a day's plan lies in the morning"?
There are too many beautiful scenery and beautiful sounds in the morning in Hunan. If I tell you everything, I can't finish talking for a while. Come and see the morning in Hunan when you are free. It will be so beautiful that you will forget everything.
I love my hometown. But I love the beautiful morning in my hometown more. Because in the morning in my hometown, I packed a more beautiful scenery than a painting!
My hometown is surrounded by mountains, and the newly-built houses are hidden in dense trees.
In the early morning, I walked by the pond, the towering buttonwood trees and willows nodded in the breeze, the fish swam freely and leisurely in the water, and the wild flowers beside the pond were reflected in the water, which was very beautiful. It really feels like "fish swim in the flowers and people walk in the paintings."
I came to the vegetable garden before I knew it. 1 of "Ah", just stepped into the vegetable garden, a new autumn wind came to my face, and at the same time rushed into my sensory organs with the fragrance of flowers. The refreshing fragrance is so rich. At this time, my open mouth opened wider. I opened my eyes and saw the beautiful scenery. Look, those watery vegetables look so tender, they must taste sweet and crisp! Golden and silver cauliflowers are blooming, attracting groups of bees and butterflies to sing and dance, collect flowers and pollinate. The beautiful scenery here is not as good as Guilin's landscape, but it embodies the blood and sweat shed by my hometown elders. It's the place where I raise my family. From time to time, bees fly in, as if singing a hymn to this fruitful vegetable garden and giving good news to people. Very lively.
At this time, I was looking at the village, and the smoke around me had already curled up into the sky. At the foot of the mountain is a green bamboo forest, and birds are chasing and playing, adding endless vitality to the morning.
The morning in my hometown is so charming. Of course, it won't make me linger like the West Lake in Hangzhou, but I am willing to live in a beautiful embrace forever.
The vast sky was dark, and only a little starlight shone on us with the moonlight. This soft light is as refreshing as my mother's hand touching me. I don't know if the breeze is my psychological function or true. It seems that there is a smile on the moving dance corner. After a while, there were many people, some carrying vegetable baskets, some driving to the market ... every villager had a smile on his face and lived a pure life. The morning in my hometown seems to have magic to make people beautiful.
A year's plan lies in spring, and a day's plan lies in morning. People get up early. There are no horns and noisy shouts in big cities, only greetings and cooking. Smoke rises into the sky, just like a fairy cloud taken off by a fairy, tracing back and forth, flickering. Add a little more color to our hometown. In the field, the farmer's uncle is working in the muddy field with a hoe, and the rolling water drops on the leaves can be comparable to pearls. This water drop seems to be cheering for the farmer's uncle. I am very moved to see this format. I came to the small pond, and there were fish and shells in the water ... They seemed to be talking intimately, and they all heard the sound of blisters on the water, like a symphony, which was very rhythmic. An old man used this bamboo as a fishing rod, and I thought, it's amazing. I secretly admire you for coming fishing so early.
How mysterious the morning in my hometown is. I like the morning in my hometown.
Our hometown is Hunan. Harmony in Hunan is a beautiful city, and everything in Hunan is beautiful. What is the most beautiful thing in Hunan? To tell the truth, the most beautiful thing is the morning in Hunan!
Early in the morning, the reddish sun shyly hid beside the warm pillow. But the streets are getting busy. The air in the morning is exceptionally fresh. In the spring morning, the flowers' excited smiles are covered with crystal dew. Are they tears? No, no,no. Of course not. This is an expensive flower tonic! The morning in spring is beautiful. I like to get up early and hide in my pillow while the sun is still long, so I sit next to the flower bed tiles. Enjoy this picturesque scenery with my bright eyes. Oh! Wrong. Better than painting! Is it? Don't you think this more beautiful scenery created by Mother Earth is really beautiful?
In the morning, the street is already very busy. If the street is compared to a burning kettle, people are compared to the water in the kettle. It can be said that there is such a lively scene when it is boiling. In the cool morning, there were various tones of bargaining in the food market; In the early morning, the sound of singing from a distant stream came; In the morning, birds are singing excitedly; There is also the sound of children playing happily; Do you know any other sounds? Of course, that's the sound of studying at school. In the morning, our memory is better than usual. At this time, we will remember what we have read. I have a good memory in the morning. Otherwise, how could the ancients say that "a year's plan lies in spring, and a day's plan lies in the morning"?
There are too many beautiful scenery and beautiful sounds in the morning in Hunan. If I tell you everything, I can't finish talking for a while. Come and see the morning in Hunan when you are free. It will be so beautiful that you will forget everything.
I love my hometown. But I love the beautiful morning in my hometown more. Because in the morning in my hometown, I packed a more beautiful scenery than a painting!
My hometown is surrounded by mountains, and the newly-built houses are hidden in dense trees.
In the early morning, I walked by the pond, the towering buttonwood trees and willows nodded in the breeze, the fish swam freely and leisurely in the water, and the wild flowers beside the pond were reflected in the water, which was very beautiful. It really feels like "fish swim in the flowers and people walk in the paintings."
I came to the vegetable garden before I knew it. 1 of "Ah", just stepped into the vegetable garden, a new autumn wind came to my face, and at the same time rushed into my sensory organs with the fragrance of flowers. The refreshing fragrance is so rich. At this time, my open mouth opened wider. I opened my eyes and saw the beautiful scenery. Look, those watery vegetables look so tender, they must taste sweet and crisp! Golden and silver cauliflowers are blooming, attracting groups of bees and butterflies to sing and dance, collect flowers and pollinate. The beautiful scenery here is not as good as Guilin's landscape, but it embodies the blood and sweat shed by my hometown elders. It's the place where I raise my family. From time to time, bees fly in, as if singing a hymn to this fruitful vegetable garden and giving good news to people. Very lively.
At this time, I was looking at the village, and the smoke around me had already curled up into the sky. At the foot of the mountain is a green bamboo forest, and birds are chasing and playing, adding endless vitality to the morning.
The morning in my hometown is so charming. Of course, it won't make me linger like the West Lake in Hangzhou, but I am willing to live in a beautiful embrace forever.
I love my hometown-Harbin, a city famous for its ice city. With the arrival of the first snow this winter, Harbin has changed from fruity autumn to white winter. The heavy snow seems to put a silvery white dress on Harbin, making it beautiful, elegant and holy. I like this snow because it brings beauty.
Harbin is like Snow White in a fairy tale, wearing a beautiful silver winter dress, which makes her more beautiful and attractive, attracting people from all over the world. At the end of winter, we can skate, ski, climb pears, make snowmen, have snowball fights and other interesting games here. There is also an annual ice lantern garden party, which will make you linger, and it is suspected that you have entered a fairyland. All kinds of ice sculptures show the good intentions of ice sculptors. The exquisite ice sculpture jade pavilion in Qionglou and the artworks made by snow sculpture will bring us endless fun.
Look, the "silver bars" on the treetops are shining in the sun, which is particularly dazzling. Such a beautiful scenery made me addicted to it for a long time. A winter wind blew, and I couldn't help shivering. Look at the "silver stripes" falling on the treetops, as if an angel in a silver-white flower skirt landed on the earth. It's so beautiful. The winter wind is coming again, and snowflakes are flying on the ground. Looking at the opposite side, it looks like a mist, but I still want to say "thank you" to the winter wind. Although it is not as warm as the spring breeze, Xia Feng or autumn wind, it brings us ice and snow, which makes people laugh.
The winter wind, whistling, brings people a smiling face, because we enjoy everything that winter gives us.
I love my hometown-Harbin, and I love my hometown ice and snow even more.