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My hometown in memory is very remote, but it is beautiful. A clear river raised a few low small wooden bridges, a few abrupt stones with a few drums. Through the traces of our hometown, there are always some new breath inclusions in the mottled memories, precipitation in the silhouette of the past. Oh, my hometown is the trace of the past, and it gradually became clear after the blurred, and the sun was in the sun. The new color was performed, and it was touched ... The hometown is very blue, There are less pollution of urban exhaust, and there are also less high-rise forests. At once, the sky is so broad, I seem to have a lot of daily, even the cloud is not so enchanting, it becomes simple, and the wind that belongs to the sun, there is always a sweet taste that is not easy to detect. If you rest in the wild at noon, it is a very pleasant thing. The cool wind blows you to be refreshing; the sun is also warming, and you will feel warm, this is the scenery of the countryside. Even if it is raining, the hometown sky will also distribute a kind of gray.
The rain seems to be a beautiful melody, perhaps listening to the rain on the window is also a good enjoyment. The water in the hometown is very clear, it is a unique clear. The winding of the river seems to take a rural area. In memory, I often fish with the uncle to the river. There are many colorful cobblestones in the bottom of the river, and the little fish is often hiding. They are very slippery, can't be caught by hand, so I have to fish with cockroaches. I am sitting by the river, looking at the dance of fish in the water, they can't hook. The uncle had no patience, and the lower river is cool.
I can't swim, I can only look at the crystal clear river in my eyes. The sun will last a lot of glow to the earth, and I will put away the fish pole back. I didn't catch a few fish, but I caught back the sunset glow in a barrel of hometown. The rapeseed flower of the hometown is very beautiful. After the spring, the rape flower in the land opened, Huang Yanyan, a large piece of large piece of brilliance, leaving the entire field full of gaps. The fragrance of the flutter is unable to express it in words. I like the light wind, those flowers like the fine ripples in the coast, rolling, jumping, imitation, if they can't hold the water, every flower is like me Smile, I can't stand the temptation, pour in a flower sea. The hometown is very simple. At home, every loved one's face is full of kind, on the dinner table, when they give me the dishes from time to time, ask me what needs, they have less than that kind of guest constellation, but there is a warm, neighborhood The relationship is also very harmonious, you come to me, now urban life is lacking this emotion, perhaps, this is a nostalgic in which it is difficult to cut. Now I am not always going back, but my heart often floats into the rich nostalgia ...
