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As the days passed, I grew up and learned the value of time.

"Don't be idle, white and sad", alas! I have learned many famous aphorisms that cherish time, but which one can I do? Just talk, no action. Count how much time I wasted before. "One day, two days, three days ..." I can't count them, alas! How I wish I could go back in time. However, there is a famous saying: "Don't say that you are short of money, it's too difficult to get it later", that's right! Time is gone forever.

I used to waste time. In the morning, I was so sleepy that my mother woke me up. I got out of bed slowly and looked at the alarm clock. It's only 7 o'clock, and I fell asleep again. I fell asleep at 7: 25 before I knew it. My mother woke me up again, and my voice was almost broken. As soon as I got up, I shouted, "What's that noise? I'll get up right away. " Then I looked at the alarm clock, "Ah! It's over, 7: 25, quick, quick. " In this way, I hurried to school. I used to waste my time like this, sleeping most of the time. Time goes by little by little. In a blink of an eye, I grew up, understood the preciousness of time and corrected the bad habit of wasting time.

Students, time is precious, please cherish it!

My hometown is in * * *, where there are rich fruits, including apples, grapes, walnuts and big red dates, among which my favorite is apples.

In the spring of March, the drizzle is like silk, and the tall and straight apple trees are full of beautiful flowers. Pink petals and yellow stamens are very beautiful. They bloom one after another, attracting countless beautiful flowers and many passers-by. Some passers-by stopped to admire, some picked flowers to dress themselves up, and some took pictures as a souvenir. Passers-by are breathing intoxicating apple blossoms. Laughter and laughter filled it.

In April, the apple tree full of spring rain stretched out its little green hand. A breeze blew, and my little hand shook as if to say hello to you.

The apple blossoms are gradually fading, and the mother apple tree "gives birth" to small green apples. Mother Apple clung to the immature "babies" for fear that they would fall.

Autumn is coming and all kinds of fruits are beginning to ripen. Apples are like red lanterns covered with branches, bending the thick branches. Uncle fruit grower picked the red lanterns, put them in baskets and boxes, and transported them to all parts of the country by truck. It is another bumper harvest year, and his face is filled with a sweet smile.

I love my hometown, and I love the apple orchard in my hometown even more!