This is an ancient city with a history of 2500 years. This is a museum without walls. Looking around, you can see all kinds of ancient buildings. The stars shine here, and many celebrities were born here. It is the "hometown of celebrities"! And I, like the seed of dandelion, fall in this world with the wind. Suddenly, I threw myself into the embrace of the earth. From then on, I took root, sprouted and grew here, and it became my eternal concern. It is my hometown-Shaoxing. Wu Peng boat, black felt hat, stinky tofu, dried vegetables and intoxicating Shaoxing old wine are all unique customs of this small town. Although it is not as brilliant as an international city and can't compare with those high-rise buildings, in my heart, it will always be an inviolable sacred place. Its life is full of cultural heritage, and the antique atmosphere surrounds us and flows into our hearts. It is a dazzling pearl in the long history. I love walking in the alleys paved with bluestones in my hometown, bathing in the faint fragrance and leaving all your troubles behind. Looking at the rows of ancient buildings by the river, they are all black tiles and white walls. Although it is a white wall, it is also somewhat yellowed, which shows a long history. The sound of "creaking" echoed in my ears, like a light tune. The river on the side is intoxicating green, staring at the water surface, and sometimes you can see fish playing together and spitting bubbles. It is like a green ribbon, soft and soft, which surrounds the city and guards every life here. There are more bridges when there is more water. The small bridge spans the river and connects the residents on both sides. Although these bridges are small, they are all very old. I don't know how many ups and downs they have experienced and how many people they have passed, just like those old people who have silently contributed, solid piers and exquisite carvings. Every bridge is different. I don't know how many skilled craftsmen created it. Black awning boats are moored under the bridge, and hardworking and simple boatmen wear black felt hats, which is particularly eye-catching. I love the beautiful and ordinary scenery in my hometown. In the morning, I opened the window dimly, and the fresh air came to my face. The birds kept singing and were busy. Occasionally there will be a faint mist, like a princess's veil, beautiful and sacred. On the way to school with my good friends, the slightly green grass is always running around at sixes and sevens, and you can also see small crystal dew on the tip of the grass around you, shining in the slight sunshine. The humble wildflowers are scattered in the grass in bits and pieces, and the eyes like stars are still blinking. They laugh so freely that no one will tidy it up or trim it. They are completely carefree according to their own wishes, so free and easy, with a natural taste. When we arrived at school, our hats were all wet. It must be that naughty foggy girl playing games with us. All this is so beautiful, the air is so fresh, the sky is so clear, the mood is suddenly enlightened, and it is a beautiful and desirable day. I love hardworking and kind people in my hometown. Shaoxing is a famous land of fish and rice, and planting rice is also the work of this famous farmer in his hometown. In the early morning of sowing, when we were still asleep, the famous uncles of farmers had already carried hoes and baskets to loosen the soil and fertilize. At harvest time, they go to the fields under the scorching sun every day, bending over and hunching their backs, holding sickles in their hands, and cutting rice hard. Every day, they get dirty, sour and painful, and they are worried that the rice confiscated in the middle of the night will be blown down by the wind. I finally finished harvesting the rice, and then I dried the rice. Several bags of rice are poured out. People spread them evenly in front of their homes, turn them over from time to time and put them away at night. At that time, you could see a "golden ocean" on the way after school every day. Sometimes a few naughty children always make trouble, step on other people's dry food and make a "goo goo" sound. In this way, people live a hard and fulfilling life. Long paths, long rivers, ancient bridges, awning boats and mellow old wine in bowls make her more beautiful and moving. In the heart of everyone in Shaoxing, she protects us like a patron saint. She is the most beautiful angel and the strongest mother in each of us. In my heart, there has always been a voice shouting: "Shaoxing-you are my pride, I love you, my hometown, I love you, lovely Shaoxing!" "