My hometown, Sakamoto, has a 450-word composition.

Today is Saturday, the weather is gloomy, and it seems to rain. My mother and I got up before six o'clock, because we were going to visit the parks in Zibo. I heard that the park has been rebuilt, with an investment of 300 million. I really want to see its new look. In my impression, I used to go there since I was very young, because we don't have a good place to play here, and it's close to Zibo and the traffic is convenient, so I'm a frequent visitor there.

We got on the train and spent about forty minutes at Zibo Railway Station. Then we took a taxi to Park Road. If it weren't for the driver, I couldn't believe that the park in front of me was rebuilt. In front of my eyes is a pale blue Chinese painting. The former fence and gate are gone, and the trees in the park can be seen clearly from far away. Tourists ... broaden people's horizons. From a distance, the park seems to be covered with green carpets everywhere, and the tall and lush Yun Song is taking care of the whole park. Let me feel its elegant bearing, so beautiful! I can't wait to walk into the park. The winding path leads to a secluded place, and new floor tiles are laid to form various patterns and patterns. On both sides of the path, trees are shaded, young grass is continuous, and flowers are in full bloom. Bees are busy, flying from one flower to another. On the soft green lawn, there are many small signs that read the whispers of grass, such as "I am sleeping soundly, don't disturb me" and "I am too young to stand on your feet". People don't disturb the lovely and quiet grass, and enjoy the beautiful scenery in front of them quietly along the path ... Wandering in the park, you will see many grandparents practicing swords, boxing and doing various sports from time to time, many Beijing opera lovers get together from time to time to learn skills, and you will also see many big brothers and sisters reading quietly and intently under the tall spruce tree ... The bustling stalls in the park have disappeared and become. Now let you feel the existence of a civilization and the improvement of quality. Being here will give you a good mood and a good feeling.

Wandering in the park, I like and miss fish ponds best. The fish pond is big and round, with a wooden bridge on it. It is a log color, which is harmonious and soft with nature. There are also small reeds by the bridge. Walking on the bridge seems to be in the south. There are too many fish, in groups, red, white, black and flowered. There are all kinds of fish. At first glance, the pool is full of fish, and the eyes are full of fish, hehe! In the world of fish, they sometimes get together from all directions, and sometimes go their separate ways, performing their own wonderful programs, as if welcoming tourists. There is a big red fish, which seems to be their leader. It is busy running around and leading the school of fish. Seeing someone feeding the fish, I bought a small bag to experience it. I walked slowly along the small wooden bridge while feeding the fish, and I felt a lot of nostalgia. I fell in love with it, love its elegance and gentleness, love its natural beauty and love its civilized beauty.