Home is a fragrant flower garden, Home is a green forests, the cool and refreshing, Home is a harvest field, hope. Home is the snow, ice is bright.
Remember the past, every family in order not to worry, small yard is full of vegetables. Throughout the year, so long as can a point what, small theater will full, see, all sorts of color mixed, desultorily. Good crowded, messy small courtyard. Now, what kind of vegetables are not, but flowers. Throughout the year, and flowers. Spring, the Chinese rose, rose to open, etc. Summer flowers more prosperous, colorful. Autumn, chrysanthemum flowers wither, but should pride in full bloom. In winter, the snow, plum trees bloom in. Throughout the year, aromatic continuously. Joss-stick, garden beautiful hometown.
Again, the village village are used to bare, almost no trees. In summer, outside of the adult all along the wall to chat, mostly hide in children room fan. As the steamer outside house like hot pot. But now, in the village streets, village, all kind of the greening tree, though not as thick as forest green, but also. In summer, the cool kids under the tree, and under the tree. Thick leaves, brought the cool. Cool, cool forest as the home.
Looking back across the years, in the field of full of crops, the dense, maize, rice, peanuts, etc. When people planting technology, although are not very hard, but the harvest is not very ideal. The use of a trickle sweat with people like to harvest, resist. Now, with the popularization of science and technology, is the green pollution-free crop, realized mechanization production, save time and effort, farmers' pockets and drum, amateur life also enriched. Spring, the ocean, like green rice blast wave came, Autumn rice pendency head, the golden, it is full of wild are injected "green harvest were paved with gold. Le o, a field full of harvest is home.
In retrospect, garbage has promised a street, arbitrary stay - every corner, sometimes also against the wind, or dance in water swimming, let a person look like hide, really dirty. Now, all have their own home - dump, clean street, spread on the cement road, a bright spot. The net, the hometown of ice shine.
My hometown is constantly changing. In my heart, like young woman, the home becomes more beautiful, I really love from my hometown.