Beautiful sentences in hometown

In life, work and study, when it comes to sentences, everyone must be familiar with them. Different sentence types have different functions in the article. Then the question comes, what kind of sentence is classic? Here are the beautiful sentences about my hometown that I compiled for your reference, hoping to help friends in need.

A beautiful sentence about hometown 1 1. The hometown of ceramics is in China, and Jingdezhen is the capital of porcelain. Pottery appeared in prehistoric times, and porcelain began to appear in the Eastern Han Dynasty. White as jade, thin as paper, transparent as a mirror; Life is inseparable from daily life, and ceramic civilization shocks the world.

There is my lovely hometown, where peach blossoms are in full bloom. -"Where Peach Blossoms Bloom"

I love my hometown just because it is an intoxicating name. The species in my hometown are dizzying, giving people a sense of tranquility and simplicity. Its simple folk customs and leisurely life, just like being in the Peach Blossom Garden written by Tao Yuanming, deeply touched me.

Only I know grandpa's loneliness. Because I also have such loneliness. I miss the old house in my hometown. Every morning, the euphemistic sound of warblers, the mournful moan of wooden stairs, the tiny sunshine scattered through the green bamboo forest, and the unforgettable earthy breath with a faint fragrance.

5. Hometown, what is hometown? Hometown is a dream of your childhood. Hometown is a cornerstone of your growth. There is a song like this: "The most beautiful way to travel around the world is hometown, and the sweetest way is hometown."

6. The beauty of autumn is mature-it is not as shy as spring, so exposed in summer and so restrained in winter. Qiu Shuang is an important representative, and many poets spend their pen and ink on describing Qiu Shuang or autumn scenery to express their deep thoughts and lonely feelings.

7. October, the golden autumn season, is also a sad autumn season. Personally, I don't want to exaggerate the shadow of memories, but the scenes about my hometown come into my eyes again and again and fall into my heart for a long time. My homesickness, which has been dusted off by me for several years, has quietly surfaced in this season.

8. Moonlight always smells of nostalgia and homesickness. Those travelers who wander abroad can wander the rivers and lakes, endure the hardships of being displaced from place to place, and drown their sorrows by drinking, but it is difficult to give up the feelings brought by moonlight. The clear moonlight, like water, inadvertently touched their heartstrings. Therefore, the free and easy Li Bai will sing softly: Looking up, I found that it was moonlight, and then sinking, I suddenly remembered home. Therefore, the heroic and chic Su Shi is not as good as "heartbroken every year, and the moonlit night is short and loose." So Lin Qingxuan also wants to warm a pot of moonlight and get drunk in the haze. They cherish the moonlight and this eternal swan song, because only moonlight can understand their voices.

9. "charming white tiles, small bridges and flowing water" is the most appropriate description of late spring in my hometown. In the late spring of my hometown, the most fascinating thing is no longer just flowers. Looking at the endless breadth, blue color and white light of the sky, watching naughty swallows fly lightly over the calm lake, causing ripples. The young leaves on the tree are smiling faces that can't help smiling. Play their birthday party under the golden strings. An ancient city with an ancient charm still stands out from the crowd, climbing the stairs, with green mountains and green waters, and the scenery in my hometown is beautiful.

10, the smoke in my hometown is like a silk thread, one end tied in my hometown and the other in my heart. It accompanied me through a long time and became an unforgettable memory in my life.

1 1, willow tree yiyi, rain and snow are falling. I go home less and less now, but the weak figure of kind parents is more and more clear in my heart. I really miss home and my parents! Miss the familiar grass and trees in my hometown ...

12, no one forces you to recite words every day until you have a headache until dawn. No one forces you to leave your hometown and go to a strange place. However, you did it without hesitation. Because of our hometown, we can't let go of our dreams. We want to know the bigger world. Because in our hearts, we always have dreams and never want to give up. Because I am young, I want to have more.

13, the silver smoke rising in Ran Ran, the more ancient silent stream, the old cow walking slowly with the sunset on her back, a rice field like a chessboard, green velvet seedlings, woven into a carpet, stretching into the distant sky; The house with blue bricks and red tiles is shaded by trees. In spring, the pine forest in my hometown is still gloomy, but the azaleas are already full of hills.

14, against the customs of hometown: leaving home and opposing secularism.

15, life is endless and roads are endless. Affectionate always be mercilessly annoyed, let the west wind wither the green trees, sigh, how much sorrow is left, and the cold worm hesitates to play sad sounds. The broken bridge is still there, and people are no longer there. Hehan is separated, and children are separated. Carve an alliance on the stone of life, and in a blink of an eye, you are blamed, and you sing me on the stage. Where is your hometown? Strong today, weak tomorrow. When you are strong, you laugh; when you are weak, you are laughed at. Do you know that the world is very cold? Laugh to your face, vomit behind your back, and hide a knife in your heart. Who is it when it hurts?

16, apricot blossoms are warm in spring. I really want to go back to my hometown on the day when there are apricot flowers. I want to cross the narrow alley, wipe the low wall with my hands, look for the agarwood of the years, turn over the pages of the white past and weave the most beautiful page of the fleeting time. It is best to have a light rain in spring, and apricot flowers float over the low wall.

17, the Dragon Boat Festival in my hometown is full of nostalgia and affection.

18, my hometown is not only beautiful, but also rich. My hometown is rich in high-quality rice and rich in aquatic resources, so it has the reputation of "land of fish and rice". My hometown is also rich in mineral resources, including sodium sulfate, oil, natural gas and other mineral deposits. Especially sodium sulfate, enjoys a high reputation in the world. Therefore, the sodium sulfate in my hometown is continuously transported to other places to support the construction of the motherland.

19, the rolling hills around are covered with green freshness. Looking down, the terraces are green, dark green and green. I sighed: "Ah! How beautiful! " At the bottom of the valley, streams crisscross. "Ding-dong, Ding-dong." There is clear sound of running water. The rolling mountains in the distance are like fairyland covered with silver sand. Suddenly, the fatigue of climbing the mountain has long been forgotten by me, intoxicated by the beautiful scenery of my hometown.

20. I often think of my hometown. It seems that the fragrant milk tea has drifted to my side and hometown, pursuing my lifelong dream. When I grow up, I am drifting away from my hometown. My hometown's breath and melodious Ma Touqin sound will accompany my feelings all my life.

2 1, the mountains are heavy and the water is heavy. In my dream, butterflies fly, laughing in the south of the Yangtze River, smiling like a dream, and the jade lake in the south of the Yangtze River is clear. The singer is a long-haired girl. Love my hometown water, poetry is like running water, and it is precious to drop by drop, and it will always be you. Cloud shadow, peach blossom and rain dew, and several summer customs thank Jiangnan water. Stepping on a green river, I have traveled all over the treasure land in the south of the Yangtze River, and your charm is painted on the peach blossom clothes.

22, the morning light is slightly exposed, the noise has long been dizzy, and the chirping sound will break the original calm morning and wake me up from sleep. October is coming to an end, but there is no cold in late autumn in this southern coastal city. My hometown is already chilly, and the north wind is howling. Unconsciously, I have been away from home for nearly a year, and my heart is always difficult to belong. Even the climate in this city is somewhat difficult to adapt to. I don't know when I can see the late autumn in my hometown again.

23. The geese in the sky were whispering again that day, and they all returned to their hometown. But where are the wanderers outside and a group of kids in those days? Are you still thinking about this pitifully silent village?

24. At home, I like to climb to the top of the mountain alone and see my hometown. In the early morning, when the mist just began to diffuse, my hometown was shrouded in a mist, which looked ancient and exquisite. The industrious three aunts and four grandmothers got up early at this time and began to be busy with the cooing of chickens and ducks.

25. My hometown is not only rich in products, but also has profound and unique national festival culture, such as the Water-splashing Festival of the Dai people, the Aruwoluo Festival of Achang people, the longitudinal song festival of Jingpo people, etc ... My favorite is the Water-splashing Festival. Whenever the Songkran Festival comes in early April, I will put on holiday clothes and splash water outside with the children, wishing each other good health and all the best, and there is a sea of joy everywhere.

Beautiful sentence 2 about hometown often reminds me of my hometown. It seems that the fragrant milk tea has drifted to my side and hometown, pursuing my lifelong dream. When I grow up, I am drifting away from my hometown. My hometown's breath and melodious Ma Touqin sound will be my unchanging feelings for life.

Everything in my hometown is reflected in my mind. It contains good memories of my childhood and makes me feel the warmth of home. Hometown, you are a bright pearl, which makes me unable to take back my eyes. You told me to keep all the interesting childhood stories intact. You love me and all the people in my hometown, and we will repay you with our own ability.

The air in the mountains is clean. If you walk quietly on the yellow mud road on a sunny morning when the morning dew is gone, the air in Shan Ye will be very fresh, and the smell of soil mixed with the fragrance of small wild flowers will definitely decorate your day beautifully. If rabbits can run freely or pheasants can feed happily at this time, it will be even more exciting. But these don't belong to you. They bring vitality and charm to this wonderful mountain scenery. (This paragraph can be deleted by itself)

Don't say that the country road is long, no matter how long it is, it can't compare with my thoughts; Don't say that the world is far away, no matter how far it is.

Look at me; Don't say the sky is high, no matter how high it is, it can't be higher than I thought. Hometown, you are the eternal root in people's hearts.

Walking in the fields in spring with gentle steps, grabbing a handful of dirt, emitting intoxicating fragrance, catching a butterfly and flying it gently ... Spring in the countryside is always blurred with beauty, and the songs on the land are mixed with the fragrance of wild flowers. Wheat seedlings jointing under the moisture of sweat, with the drizzle from the breeze, played a beautiful but very moving melody.

The sunset in early summer is sprinkled on the river, and the afterglow of the sunset ripples back and forth with the microwave. Several fishing boats wandered on the river, while others rested on the shore, thus forming a beautiful painting. (I changed the last sentence (how many ships ...))

In autumn mornings, the countryside is always shrouded in dense fog. Walking in the dense forest, you can also feel the artistic conception of "sunrise forest blossoms". A rustling autumn wind blew and the trees began to become bare. Picking up a few yellow leaves has given me a deeper understanding of "fallen leaves return to their roots".

A strong country can stand the test of winter. Beautiful snowflakes fall down, putting on a holy coat for the remote village. After several snows, the warm spring is not far away. ...

Ah, hometown! Reading thousands of books can't finish reading your beauty, and walking on the road in Wan Li can't finish thinking about you. Your beauty and kindness have already penetrated into my luggage and accompanied me everywhere.

The mountains in my hometown are beautiful. Looking at the mountains in the distance, like a veiled girl, her graceful figure presents a kind of deep or shallow hazy beauty, just like the charm of China's ink painting. And the place near the mountain, the color is getting darker and darker, and it gradually feels green. Closer, closer, its eyes are green. If you stand on the hillside and polish your eyes, you will see a dynamic, three-dimensional, realistic and beautiful mountain scene. The mountain is also dotted with tile houses with red bricks and white walls. As night falls, the smoke billows with the wind. It is the osmanthus tree in Wugang and the moon rabbit in Chang 'e. At this moment, the mountain worms are unwilling to be silent and do not need command, which is enough to make you intoxicated with their cheerful songs. The wind blew and the trees all over the mountain began to dance lightly. What rustles is their happiness. Find a clear place where the bright moon can shine, think nothing, and be intoxicated wholeheartedly. The air in the mountains is clean. If you walk quietly on the yellow mud road on a sunny morning when the morning dew is gone, the air in Shan Ye will be very fresh, and the smell of soil mixed with the fragrance of small wild flowers will definitely decorate your day beautifully. If rabbits can run freely or pheasants can feed happily at this time, it will be even more exciting. But these don't belong to you, they gave this wonderful.

Mountain scenery brings vitality and charm.

If you are an affectionate person who can get up early, find an empty place with an open heart and sit quietly and watch the sunrise and sunset; Looking at the beautiful scenery when the sun is about to come out and the moon is about to set, the sky and mountain scenery linger; Look at the sun and the moon shining on the earth, your feet and your peace; Looking at the faint moonlight, the earth took off all her gauze clothes and put on a red makeup. At this time, the breeze brought a fragrance, refreshing. The cock crows, and another beautiful day begins! Tits, cuckoos ... all kinds of birds begin to whisper in their ears, and clown-like crows give you a feeling that you can't fill your needs. Then, some rambling cowboys pass by your eyes in groups of three or five, or alone, leading lazy cows one by one, so poetic. In the meantime, there may be some naughty children wearing small white jackets riding that honest and simple cow, smirking at you, just as pure and clean, and then disappearing into the winding mountain road. ...

When the setting sun shines obliquely, the red clouds in the sky begin to make your imagination squander. Even if you are a real poet, you may just marvel in silence. Nature always has such charm.

Living in such a mountain, quietly watching the morning sun, sitting and watching the afterglow, holding a cup of green tea and carrying a wisp of book fragrance, such a day is like tea.

1, Qionghua is the flower of Yangzhou, and it has a reputation of "cultivating a flower, and there is no similar one in the four seas" since ancient times. Qionghua looks elegant and pure. Its flowers are as big as a jade basin, surrounded by eight five-petal flowers, with a white pearl-like flower in the middle and a butterfly-like stamen around, swaying gently under the breeze, just like a butterfly playing with beads. Snowball-like flowers are covered with branches, and the fragrance is rich and fascinating.

Autumn is getting stronger, the lotus pond is already in ruins, and the once pride has withered with the autumn wind. Bamboo still maintains a strong body, swaying in the cold sun.

3, it is really a hundred flowers, colorful. Although these flowers are not expensive, they decorate this grassland of youth with their own beauty and dedicate themselves selflessly to the earth. Swarms of bees, flapping their yellow wings, are busy humming honey; Colorful butterflies are also dancing in pairs, haha, spring is really lively!

4. Look! Next to the West Lake, on the path paved with golden fallen leaves, pedestrians stopped to listen to Miss Qiu's beautiful singing. Staring at the photos of autumn. The oncoming autumn wind is mixed with sweet-scented osmanthus, chrysanthemum and autumn fragrance from time to time.

Hot summer often makes people lazy, but we children can't be idle for a moment and work with others.

Catch cicadas and butterflies with friends in the mountains. When you are tired, you will rest in the tree. The scenery in the forest is more beautiful. There are many kinds of birds inhabiting and multiplying, and there are many beautiful wild flowers, butterflies and bees flying in the air, singing birds and smelling flowers everywhere.

6. Yangzhou has both beautiful Qionghua and attractive tourist attractions. After years of construction, the scenic spots of Slender West Lake have become particularly charming. Especially when the fireworks went off in Yangzhou in March, I walked along the shore of Slender West Lake and saw several steps and a willow tree as gentle and charming as green fog. Besides, I feel more graceful and picturesque in the company of pomegranate, rhododendron and other charming flower trees. The winding water is like a ribbon, floating like a breeze. Compared with the West Lake in Hangzhou, it has the charm of a seedling. The poet Wang Ling wrote in his poem: "It is also a pot selling gold, so it should be called Slender West Lake."

7. Winter brings beautiful white snow, and the frozen pond has become a place for children to skate and play. Bamboo stopped dancing and quietly waited for the next spring in the cold wind.

8. Wild geese fly south, and autumn has arrived. In this harvest season, we also ran to the mountains, not for anything else, just to eat wild fruits and pick wild mushrooms. Although the earth will gradually lose its former grace, we are all very happy because we have been blessed and rewarded by the earth.

9. In spring, the lotus leaf pokes its head out of the mud, and the sharp little head just sticks out of the water, causing the dragonfly to stop on the ground. That small cluster of bamboo shoots broke through the soil, bathed in warm sunshine, and desperately grew to the top of their parents' heads.

10, autumn is beautiful, and beauty lies in clarity. A crisscross stream is singing and dancing, flowing slowly. Autumn is very wheat, and the beauty lies in the scenery. Leaves of different colors and shapes fall from the branches and gently pat the delicate skin of Mother Earth.

1 1. The trees are greener when Xia Xiaozi comes. That tree stands like an iron warrior, and the flowers are more fragrant and attractive. Some flowers are pregnant with attractive fruits. The pond is also full of vitality. It turns out that Xiao He has secretly blossomed. Lotus leaf is green, just like a big umbrella. The lotus is red and white, beautiful! We children like fishing in the river best. Fish swam about in droves in the water. Once we catch them, they will be alive and kicking. How interesting!

In my memory, my hometown is the most beautiful in spring. Spring is the time for everything to revive. From that moment on, everything was full of vitality. Willow buds are sprouting, the ice in the river is melting, and even swallows are flying back here from the far south. All this is so beautiful and prosperous. Almost every spring, I will go for an outing with my companions and observe the changes in my hometown.

13, the beauty of autumn is mature-it is not as shy as spring, so exposed in summer and so restrained in winter. Qiu Shuang is an important representative, and many poets spend their pen and ink on describing Qiu Shuang or autumn scenery to express their deep thoughts and lonely feelings.

14, autumn is a poem, whispering a series of touching stories. Autumn is a great artist. He paints pictures that money can't buy.

15, summer is coming, the pond is already green, the lotus flowers are scrambling to open, and the white flowers attract passers-by. Small bamboo shoots have grown into tall bamboos, swaying gently in the wind.

On the beautiful sentence 3 1 about hometown, the Dragon Boat Festival reveals authentic homesickness, which is an ancient tradition and a admiration and praise for the patriotic spirit of poet Qu Yuan.

2. As it is the middle of winter, when I get close to my hometown, it is already dark, and the cold wind blows into the cabin, purring. Looking out from the gap, there are several depressed villages in the yellow world, far and near, and there is no vitality. I can't help feeling sad inside.

3. Willow paddles splash peach blossoms, Tingzhou cranes overlook, drink a lamp and leave a fragrance, sing a song about the past, and the songs between mountains and rivers echo, echoing with ardent thoughts. Last year's two lines of letters from home warmed my eyes again after reading them. I wish you well and you are in my heart.

The morning light of my hometown is hidden in the distant mountains, drifting from the dense mountain roads to the sleeping wasteland. It evokes the dust on the stone bridge, it dispels the silence of the night, and its mist permeates under the faint gauze, with a shy smile. Under this smile, I can't see the flashing neon lights and hear the noise of traffic. It's so peaceful here. The well platform groans, the bells on the necks of cattle and sheep jingle, and the terraces of the fields are staggered, like the weather-beaten faces of the old people in their hometown.

5. There is a woman who is her hometown, always gentle, kind, tolerant and quiet ... She holds up the sky at home with gentle hands, takes care of trivial housework tirelessly, and cares for her partner in life with hard tenderness, but her mouth is full of gentle smiles; She soothes her restless heart with tenderness, which makes people feel the peace and tranquility in their hometown. In the wind, in the rain and in dreams, people are eager to return.

6. Years have never polished dreams, beliefs or tears in dreams. It is the wandering eyes that can't penetrate Qian Shan. How to accommodate foreign scenery? Walking in a foreign land, wandering scenery, squeezing the soul of a stranger in the tears chased by the breeze. Endless desert, white clouds, conveying the crisp local accent of hometown.

7. I haven't been able to set foot on that land for three years, but I'm not far from my hometown, at least much better than Wang's situation of "Zhongshan is only separated by several mountains". But when I think of the spring in my hometown, I don't feel a sigh. I still remember the early spring in my hometown, the warm spring breeze. A few early-blooming flowers have just bloomed, and they look delicate for no reason. Just like the girls in my hometown, exquisite, beautiful but elegant, a little happiness lingers around everyone with the spring breeze. In my heart, the early spring in my hometown is pleasant. Unfortunately, in a blink of an eye, I have stood in the noisy streets of this city, without the flowers and winds of my hometown. Close your eyes, you can only feel the chill brought by loneliness and early spring. Early spring in this city is lonely.

The land in my hometown is very fertile. According to predecessors, the Great Northern Wilderness was once a rich and famous area. Everyone wants to come here, and I am the happy one. Every time I look at the land of my hometown, I think of the evergreen pine and cypress, and the misty rain-like wicker is heroic on the roadside; I think of red cloth like sorghum, golden beans, black eyes, coal with rosin smell, and the wind blowing head-on with Wan Li dust. ...

9. Although the mountain city is barren, the bamboo forest is beautiful. There are not many honest people in the county, and there is enough food and clothing. External fatigue starts from the heart, and the heart would rather be tired than rest. If you still want to forget your hometown, who can be an official? It should be near, not far, south and north. It's miserable to go home, and it's worthwhile to live at the end of the world.

10, hometown is a bridge, across the heart; Hometown is a rainbow, connecting the old and new worlds; Hometown is a rope that pulls people back no matter how far away.

1 1, Mid-Autumn Festival night, holding a cup of fragrant teas, staring at the distant night sky according to the column, letting my thoughts fly away from the confusion of the night, soaking my thoughts with green tea, how bright the moonlight at home is! . The moonlight like water, like the eyes of relatives, touches the hearts of many foreign wanderers and embarks on a voyage for this month's thoughts. And in that gloomy place, how many kind mothers are looking forward to the moon and the return of their children. The moon in Mid-Autumn Festival is particularly round and bright, and there is a kind of happiness of family reunion. People look forward to the moon and miss it. The round moon is full of people's deep thoughts and wishes for their distant relatives.

12, where will your journey end? What you seek will give you the right to rule, realize your desire to take back your hometown and kill the dragon. -Hobbit 2: Stone Desert

13. In the north, the custom of "picking dragon boats" is not common, because there are not so many rivers in the north as in the south, so the Dragon Boat Festival in the north only eats zongzi, which is not as vigorous as in the south. This is the uniqueness of the Dragon Boat Festival in my hometown.

14. Homesickness may bring people a touch of melancholy, but it is still a healthy and noble emotion, and it is the spiritual bond that maintains the wanderer with his hometown and motherland. I would like to sing an ode to this feeling.

15, a person to travel, but also to see the mountains and rivers in his hometown. Before I left, I faced too many questions and puzzles: why alone? There is also a kind reminder: why not go far away! Kunming-catch a flower sea; Sanya-Go to the blue sky and blue sea. Just smile, stick to your insistence and don't give any explanation. No one understands whether this time is farewell or forever. I will go to many prosperous or desolate, distant or remote places in the future, and I will often think of this trip, that mountain, that city and those people.

16, I dream of coming to the desert outside the Great Wall and feeling the feelings of "the long river sets the yen" under the golden sunset; I dream of sitting under the bright moon in my hometown and feeling "how bright the moonlight is at home!" At the full moon in Yin Hui; I dreamed that I was in an ancient town in the south of the Yangtze River, savoring the mood of "wet clothes" in the drizzle. I dreamed that I was walking along the coast of the East China Sea, and I felt the boldness of "misty rain and boundless sky" in the sound of the waves.

17, autumn rain brings people both happiness and sadness. Maybe you will ask, autumn, an interesting harvest season, how can it become sad? This is because there is a Mid-Autumn Festival in autumn, which is a reunion festival. Won't those wanderers be sad? From these yellow leaves that left the tree, I thought of those wanderers who left their hometown. I thought I couldn't reunite with my family and eat round moon cakes together. How sad and sad I was at that time! Everything slowly begins to sleep in the footsteps of autumn, and the fallen leaves on the ground are slowly taken away by the wind and rain.

18, hometown is the root of our growth, and hometown is the home of our memory. Our hometown witnessed our happiness and recorded our growth. A wanderer far away from home is his mother, and his children who don't change their local accent are his hometown as a magnetic field. No one can cut off the endless homesickness with deep homesickness and long thoughts.

19, the river in front of the house always flows quietly. The water plants on both sides of the house swayed gently with the breeze, and the afternoon before night became lively, and laughter and shouts rippled by the river. The dirt road in front of the door is always muddy and can't be used for a long time. When I opened the door in the morning, the fog suddenly poured into the house, and the whole hometown became a faint ink painting, so hazy that I could even melt my heart together. When the sun slowly clears the fog, a layer of water drops falls on the leaves, which is another hometown like water.

20. In my hometown, there is no bustling metropolis, no solemn and stirring castle, and no big forest green enough to melt all your thoughts. But if you hear Schubert's solo in the sunset of your journey, the imagination that makes you suddenly burst into tears is often the hometown road and the moonlight night in your hometown, which reminds people of the poet's lonely sigh, "How bright the moonlight at home is!" Thousands of years ago.

2 1, pale, water side, missing the old heart; The Yangtze River is long, the reed leaves are fragrant, and I miss my hometown infinitely. West wing west wing, a touch of sunset, reduced to the end of the world from now on heartbroken; The rattan window of the hut was once a ballroom; Dragon Boat Festival, miss your friends, miss your hometown, wish you happiness and early glory!

22. I haven't been able to set foot on that land for three years, but I'm not far from my hometown, at least much better than Wang's situation of "Zhongshan is only separated by several mountains". But when I think of the spring in my hometown, I don't feel a sigh. I still remember the early spring in my hometown, the warm spring breeze. A few early-blooming flowers have just bloomed, and they look delicate for no reason. Just like the girls in my hometown, exquisite and beautiful but elegant, a little happiness lingers around everyone with the spring breeze. In my heart, the early spring in my hometown is pleasant. Unfortunately, in a blink of an eye, I have stood in the noisy streets of this city, without the flowers and winds of my hometown. Close your eyes, you can only feel the chill brought by loneliness and early spring. Early spring in this city is lonely.

23. You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! . When you pass by my window, are plum blossoms blooming?

24. The fun of traveling is to immerse yourself in other people's hometown, and then come out intact, full of happiness, and let others bear their own destiny. Nothing can be happier than the freedom to travel. Because just living is not enough, you should also experience life; For the city, it is not enough to just see it, but also to cross it. It is not enough for an idea to just think, but it should go beyond it.

25. Going home and leaving the well: refers to living far away from home.

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