I love the vegetable garden in my hometown.

My hometown is in Gushi, Henan. What I am most proud of at home is the square garden opposite to me.

In the early spring, the snow in the vegetable garden melted. The grass poked its head out of the soil and stretched out; it was also turned out of the flowers, the breeze blew, the little flowers swayed and greeted us, and smiled; the beautiful butterfly leaves fell on the small wildflowers and danced , added vitality to my vegetable garden.

In the midsummer, after a heavy rain, the garden has become more beautiful. The misty clouds shrouded it, looming. There was a strong wind blowing, and the grass and flowers were “sand sands”, and the sound was like a brass bell. It was pleasant to hear. Although it is a vegetable garden, I did not plant any vegetables for it, because I feel that only such a garden will be beautiful.

In the late autumn, small wild flowers and grass gradually withered. The bare black and bright soil appeared, the soil was wet by the autumn rain, and a little raindrop was drunk into the stomach. What can I do with grass? The autumn fairy told it: "The wildfire is not burning, the spring breeze is born again. You will grow out in the spring of next year, and it will be more prosperous than this year." The grass thanked the fairy and was willing to wither.

In the cold winter, the cold gardener let the snowflake sister put on a thick little cotton jacket for herself. In the winter sun, the little cotton jacket is a cheerful elf dancing; it is a picture of ice and snow; it is the protective color of the garden.

Maybe you will ask me why I choose it, I will answer you without hesitation: "The beauty of the scenery is not as good as the place you want to go." Just like I said it is the place I am most proud of.

Fifth grade: 澜玖陌