Hometown field

Our hometown is on the banks of the Feiyun River. There are endless fields here, and the crops produced in the fields can raise a lot of people.

In the fields, the greenhouses of watermelons can be seen everywhere, and they look like yurts from afar. These greenhouses allow us to eat watermelon all year round. On the field next to the field, there is a tree standing, how like our hometown is on the head of the Feiyun River. There are endless fields here, and the crops produced in the fields can raise people. In the fields, the greenhouses of watermelons can be seen everywhere, and they look like yurts from afar. These greenhouses allow us to eat watermelon all year round. On the field next to the field, there is a tree standing, how like a warrior guarding the field!

In the spring, the peasant uncle sown a single seed. A few weeks later, a sapling of seedlings emerged from the ground, green everywhere, like a green ocean.

In the summer, the millet has been harvested, and there is a bumper scene everywhere. The peasant uncle came, and they cut off the mature rice and enjoyed the joy of harvesting. Finally, all the rice was collected, and they planted a batch of millet to welcome the joy of the next harvest.

In autumn, the rice fields are a good harvest. The farmer's uncle rushed to the harvest and harvested the rice with a harvester. The child took a kite and ran towards the field. The matchman took the rope and ran forward, saying: "Put!" The person who took the kite let go of the kite. The kite flies higher and higher, and the fly is higher...

In the winter, the farmer's uncle planted a cabbage, waiting for the arrival of spring.

I love you in the fields of my hometown! Love your fertility, love your wide.

Third grade: happy little writer