Fall of hometown

My hometown is in the countryside, where the beautiful scenery is dotted and beautiful. Especially in the fall, nature is more beautiful and fascinating. The mature atmosphere is filled in the garden, exuding the tempting fragrance. The harvest is in sight, and the farmers are smiling and happy. Pear, yellow orange and orange, glowing with golden light, shiny, revealing a smile in the green. Green and lush cabbage, here a cluster, there is a clump of green, like a green, like a garden carpet with a green carpet. Even more delightful is to stand in the garden outside the garden: the garden is golden, occasionally dotted with a little green, exceptionally harmonious. Pleasant. The tree is covered with gold, and a breeze blows through it. The yellow leaves are fluttering, like a butterfly, dancing with the wind. Strolling through the garden, the whole garden is in full swing and beautiful. Look, the yellow is light and the white flowers are high and clean, and the purple flowers are warm and deep, splashing and splashing, and they are fascinating in the autumn wind. Of course, in the fall of the hometown, the fog is the most fascinating and the most popular among the children. Every morning, the clouds filled the world, the foggy mountains and the misty mountains, the rolling hills, and the time when it was hidden, like Penglai Xiandao, it is very heart-rending. Occasionally, a farmhouse was exposed in the clouds, surrounded by smoke, the aroma of the breakfast, and the slightly misty morning fog formed a harmonious and charming picture. Whenever there is fog, the beautiful mountains and rivers of the hometown and the mirages in the heart are integrated. No matter what year and month, how far away, where and where, the autumn scenery of my hometown will always be in my life. The fall of the hometown is also the world of the wind, the paradise of rain. On the autumn morning, the breeze sang. A pearl-like dew was sent. It sent the coolness of the autumn and absorbed the heat of the summer; it brought the white clouds and wiped away the remnants of the heat. Rain is the most common, as fine as a cow's hair, densely woven diagonally, like a flower needle, shiny. "It’s so good to sneak into the night with the wind, and the things are fine and silent." Before the autumn rain of my hometown came. Always have the signs of the autumn wind. The autumn rain fell on the ground and there was no sound. The autumn rain is harmonious. It takes away the long-term drought in summer and sends the long-awaited moist and cool. I like the autumn rain. Autumn in my hometown!

Whenever you come, the joy in my heart is always beyond words. It can only be summed up by a poem by the great poet Du Fu, "The book is full of ecstasy." I love my hometown, I love the fall of my hometown.

Fourth grade: Yao Qiqi