My hometown is in a small village in Ipoh. The scenery here is beautiful and pleasant. Every summer vacation or holiday, our family will go back to their hometown to reunite with their grandparents.

The air in my hometown is very fresh, because the villagers won't do anything to destroy the air in the countryside. For example, they don't smoke, burn garbage and seldom use cars.

The villagers in their hometown have a harmonious relationship, and even if there is a dispute, they will solve it calmly.

The villagers can be so harmonious, of course, they need a village head who can keep the village in order. The village chief's wife died. He has three sons and a daughter. They are all very helpful. They often help some old villagers and donate money to some poor villagers. Everyone says that the village head is not only a good father, but also a good village head.

Everyone says that our village is a prosperous village, because the villagers in our village leave the city to start a business and can all come back with success.

I am honored to be born in this village. I hope all the villagers here can be safe and healthy.

I love my hometown, and I love it more.

My hometown Yangcun is a very beautiful place, especially in spring and autumn, which is even more beautiful!

Spring has come, young trees are covered with buds, the grass is covered with flowers and grass, and there are flowers everywhere, including red, yellow, purple and white ... It is gently blown by the breeze, as if Miss Chun is greeting us, the grass is sticking out its little head, and butterflies are flying around in the air, as if Mother Chun is dancing. Birds sing cheerful songs to welcome the children. The water in the river is crystal clear and you can see the fish in it. ...

Autumn is coming, and the fruit trees are full of fruit. In the distance, the little sister under the apple tree is eating a big apple, with a happy smile and a red face, like a big apple. Under other trees, some children are playing happily, some are skipping rope, some are catching people, some are playing hide-and-seek and some are touching people. The wind blows and blows, as if Miss Qiu were wiping sweat for the lovely children. ...

Ah! My hometown is really beautiful! I love my hometown, and I love spring and autumn in my hometown more!