there will be some old man carrying

Don't know if it was recently saw about the book hometown too much, or to home, incredibly even dream dreams about home to some of the scene.

My hometown is though, but what places of tourist area in my heart he better than every scenic spot. Hometown, how warm words, where every rock, every tree, each a river, make up a series of beautiful picture scroll, through song

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In the cities, especially in the spring and summer morning, there will be some old man carrying the bird cage walked about the streets, always hear a bird in a cage. They flapping its wings as if from bound the same. I always listen quietly, but was soon car to cover the siren. In my hometown, also is in the countryside, every day in the morning is in a bird called, they wake up of carefree singing, give a person a kind of sense of inevitability.hobart blog


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In the west of the village is a small river, for the sake of the weather, the dry creek gradually. Although the river have no, but we have the south-to-north water transfer project of water. Standing in the Banks see the water reflected in the water, castle peak, appear more green. Reflected in the water, and white clouds appear more white, morning just rising sun shine upon the water of the more clear. In the evening the sun of the horizon in a time of the setting sun, red above the river dyed red. Standing in the Banks at the distance in the sunset canals, under the irradiation of winding, she, like a dressed in colourful clothing, slender slim lady, fell down in the rosy sunset. A sudden gust of wind blew on. The dyed the water, fold layers, slowly like all around expands, the occasional few leaf as the wind blows, the drifting towards the distance.

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Spring, the home town is already bloomy spring season. At that time the hometown is flower in the world. People everywhere brimmed with spring in the air. You see, there of almond, covered with pink flowers. There are competing to open a peach blossom. The field is full of green. The wind was silent, grass feels weak.

Now this month has been close to the summer, when the flowers bloom, real time with the results. You see, there has been a long, almond apricot a lot. There are long, peach tree out of the small peaches. Of course, a summer place to belong to us the south-to-north water diversion project to the side of the canal, sitting in the willow willow tree, looking at the canal of water, occasionally sweep little wind, immediately puffs of cool idea rushed to the heart. The spring is home to spend the summer of the home is green, the hometown of the autumn is yellow, the hometown of the winter is white.sylvana blog

!!!!! Home, I can not use words to express my feelings for you, because of this kind of emotion is the world any kind of emotional cannot claim. The friendship between friends than to deep, the love between lovers than more persistent. The love between than family more deep.