First of all, my hometown is a beautiful and rich place. There are beautiful scenery, rolling mountains, dense forests and flowing rivers ... I like the forests in my hometown best. There are many trees on the mountain, which looks like a green ocean from a distance. Trees in the forest include litchi trees and longan trees ... \ x09 \ x09 Spring. Green leaves grow. Litchi trees and longan trees are blooming. The flowers of litchi trees are thin, dense and curved, like bee nests. The tender leaves feel comfortable and soft, and the leaves are shiny. I really want to pick them to play with, but I can't bear to part with them, because the leaves are alive. This tree, like handfuls of green umbrellas, forms this big forest and attracts the whole village. Everyone is full of praise. \x09 \x09 offer us delicious fruits. Trees grow luxuriantly, and dense branches and leaves seal the forest tightly. The leaves are so lush that there is no gap in the sun. There is a big river in the middle. The river is cool and clear, and you can see stones and small fish deposited at the bottom. \x09 \x09 In autumn, other fruit trees are full of fruits. This is a harvest scene, the summer heat has disappeared, and all the forests have disappeared. Mango and wampee trees also bear fruit. Pick one and eat it. It's delicious! \x09 \x09 In winter, fallen leaves dance like butterflies. Whenever I want to go to the Woods, I will take a sample to pick it up. When I want to do it, I will give them to my relatives and friends. I can't help admiring: "My hometown is so beautiful!" \x09 \x09 I love the woods in my hometown, the beautiful scenery and the happiness and joy it brings us. \x09

Second, in the ancient forest, all the trees are like dead buildings, but only the moon is moving slowly. Perhaps this is a dark paradise, even with the comfort of the moon, it is still dim. Perhaps this is where the lonely soul is, so that even if the sun shines, it is still cold; Or maybe this is the eternal paradise of trees, because only in this way can trees live longer and not be disturbed by humans. Grandma often tells me stories about her childhood, especially the small forest, which makes her miss it very much. According to grandma, I grew up in that forest when I was a child. I remember that the Woods in my hometown are also lush. At that time, I was a child who knew nothing. I always want to play in the forest, and I am full of curiosity about everything. I asked my grandmother what this was and then what it was. My grandmother was born and raised in the mountains. She knows mountains like the back of her hand. She always introduced me word by word, and I didn't mind listening. I just nodded so-so. The songs of birds are intoxicating. The Woods in my hometown are "birds' paradise" and birds "sing". "