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I love the small pond in my hometown.


There is a small pond in front of my house.

The area of ​​the pond is only two or three acres, and there are only a few green willows dotted around the pond. Although it does not have the majesty of the sea, it does not have the grace of the West Lake, but I deeply love it. Just like the kind mother who loves me.

In the morning, when the mist was gently shrouded around the pond, I loved to sit in the willow tree and read a foreign language. The pond will look at me lovingly like a gentle mother. At that time, I pretended to be a spoiled look, and my feet were still pounced in the water from time to time. The bursts of water splashed on my body and it was very soft and soft, just like my mother cares for me.

At noon, the sun is like a fire, and the cries are constantly calling. I was sitting under the dense, weeping willows. Sometimes I admire the article of Bing Xin, and I don’t feel tears in my arms; sometimes I play under Liu, and laughter echoes in the air from time to time. Sometimes when I feel uninterested, some small stones are thrown in, and the lake in Qingling Ling is rippled. "Swimming!" With a cry, the children jumped into the water, like a shuttle, swimming in the water and enjoying the happiness.

At sunset, I was sitting by the pond, the fiery sun fell, and fell into my paradise, lying flat, like a shy girl, with a shy smile on her face. The clear water everywhere, like a soft bed, let her lay quietly, lying, green water, red light, green and shade of Ana, and beautiful pictures!

what! The small pond in my hometown is really like green jade, embedded in the unpretentious land.


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