My hometown is writing in Tanghu, Suqian.

My hometown is in xx, where the scenery is beautiful and the seasons are pleasant.

Spring is full. Grass and wild flowers in my hometown stick out, wicker dances, and trees grow new green leaves. Roses are fragrant, peaches are pink ... the mountains are rolling and the trees are lush in the distance. Birds sometimes fly freely and sometimes perch freely on branches. The sweet songs of birds praise the soft and warm spring.

In summer, trees are shaded. The old man enjoys the cool under the lush banyan tree, listening to ditty and laughing; The children are playing hide and seek under the big tree. There are streams in the forest, swamps by the water, and grotesque pebbles scattered at the bottom of the water, which feel cool and fresh. The water in the lotus pond is sparkling, the small fish in the water swim around and play, and the lotus flowers smile at the tourists. It is not only reminiscent of a vivid picture of "Xiao He just showed his sharp corner, and a dragonfly stood on his head a long time ago".

Autumn is full of fruits. Pepper blushes, and full oranges are like small lanterns. Rice is like an endless golden ocean. A gust of wind blows, and the ocean turns up "waves", and the fragrance is diffuse and refreshing. Farmers happily waved sickles to cut rice, and their faces were filled with the joy of harvest.

In winter, it is wrapped in silver. The cold north wind roared past. When I got up in the morning, I saw a thin layer of frost on the roof and dead leaves. A vast expanse of whiteness, like a hazy veil covering everything. Many plants have withered, but Chimonanthus praecox is slim and graceful, looking down at the severe winter resolutely.

I love my hometown! I love the four seasons in my hometown!