In spring, Miss Chun puts on green clothes for her hometown, and the orchard is dazzling with flowers. The breeze gently blows the flowers to the door of every house. Sister Liu danced with slender waist branches and twisted in the wind, and her light green long hair fluttered in the wind. The adults in the village planted seedlings in the fields and pinned their hopes for a year here.
In summer, my hometown is dark green. The green seedlings grow flowers, and a long string looks like a yellow dog's fur tail. The dark green mountains are covered with tall grass and firewood. The adults in the village scrape them off with sickles and take them home to dry and cook. At noon, my sisters and aunts in the village are washing clothes in the clear river. The cicada hid in the tree to enjoy the cool, and it kept calling "cicada, cicada". It's too hot!
In autumn, my hometown is golden. The golden rice bent with laughter, and the fruit in the orchard was ripe. Look! Yellow mangoes, pears like lanterns and sweet and sour oranges. Adults get all the hope.
In winter, my hometown is very quiet. Birds don't fly to your window to sing. Grandpa Beifeng always reports diligently. Grandpa Sun doesn't seem to like Grandpa Beifeng, so he runs out to beat him whenever he has the chance. Sister Xue thought we were too bored, so she gave us snowflakes to play with.