Four seasons in my hometown

My hometown is a beautiful place. It changes all the year round. Do you want to know what has changed? Let me introduce it to you! In spring, the snow melts and everything recovers. The grass is like a group of lively and lovely children. From the mother's arms, the naughty bones stick out of the green heads. They are so thin and petite, but they are not afraid of the cold and meet the spring breeze. Jumping up the joyous dance. The branches of the willows are drawn with tender green leaves, like the newly born children, and childish. The swallow came from the south and stood at the branch and shouted, as if to say: "Spring is coming! Spring is coming!" In the midsummer, there is a lush poplar tree in the woods in front of my house standing proudly in the hot sun. Next, we sat in the shade of the trees and didn't feel hot at all. The river in the west of my village is so beautiful! Clear, green, quiet, fascinating. From a distance, it is so green, green like an emerald ribbon; it looks like it is clear, and it is clear that you can see the fish and shrimp swimming at the bottom of the river. At night, the crooked crescent reflected on the clear and transparent river, it was so beautiful, it was so gentle. The river at this time is even more charming. When the autumn is over, the flowers are thankful, and the yellow leaves are flying all over the sky, as if to turn the earth into yellow. But at this time, the crops and fruits are ripe. The cotton flower is white, the soybean grain is full, and the sorghum is red. Rice smiled and bent. The red apples open the green leaves and go out; the red lantern-like dates are covered with branches; the grapes like the purple agate are hung under the grape racks, so fascinating! In winter, although there are no fascinating birds and flowers in spring, no spectacular lightning thunder in summer, no lush fruits in autumn, but it also has subtle beauty dedicated to nature:

In the early winter, like a beautiful, noble, reserved princess, dancing her magical veil, sent a burst of cold wind. Long winter, the wind is biting,

The snowy hair of the goose fluttered down. The ground is snow, thick, soft; the house is snow, white, loose and soft; the tree is covered with snow, and the snow bends the branches. The sun shines on the house, giving off a dazzling light. Friends, how about my hometown? is it beautiful? If you feel beautiful, come to my hometown to be a guest!

The third grade of Kaifeng Zhonggang National Primary School in Henan: Chen Han