Taolin weather

Writing idea: You can write "Taolin in my hometown" and describe the different scenery of Taolin in detail one by one throughout the year. The center should be clear and prominent.

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I have been to many places, including beautiful Beijing, spectacular Terracotta Warriors and Horses, and lively Jin Yanan. My favorite place belongs to Taolin in my hometown.

In spring, everything comes back to life, and grass sticks out from the ground. Animals wake up from hibernation, and young trees grow tender branches and leaves. Swallows fly back from the south and chirp in the sky, as if to say, "Spring is coming, spring is coming." We came to Taolin and enjoyed the peach blossoms full of trees, some of which were in bud, like a shy little girl smiling at the flower watcher; Some laughed from ear to ear, and several pink petals were so full that they were about to burst; Some flowers are in full bloom, competing to open, as if to show us all its beauty; Others show yellow stamens, and those flowers are also small and exquisite, very cute.

Summer is fiery red, and the sun scorches the earth mercilessly. At this time, people like to come to Taolin Township for a cool picnic, and there are peaches squeezed by you on the peach trees. They are pink and tender, which makes people want to take a bite. Taolin has formed a huge sunshade for us, and the fragrance of peaches is all over the fields. Taolin is full of people, and some grandfathers drink tea and play chess under the tree; Some grandmothers are chatting happily and knitting clothes under the tree. There are also some children playing bungee jumping and cockfighting under the tree. The peach grove in the sunset is very lively, as if painted with a layer of golden pigment.

It gets cold in autumn. When I came to Taolin, the peach trees became bare, leaving only scattered leaves swaying on the branches. However, the ginkgo trees and wind speed next to Taolin are particularly energetic, and the yellow and red leaves have left their mother's arms and rushed to the distance. Ginkgo and maple seem to be watching silently and say to them, "Be sure to remember the way home."

It snows like goose feathers in winter. When we came to Taolin again, it was all white. Snow Girl dressed Taolin in a white coat. We were bored, so we had a snowball fight and made a snowman in Taolin.

Finally, let me tell you a little secret. Listen to the old people say that the origin of our Taolin is unusual. It is said that this is the peach grove that Kuafu turned into after chasing the sun.

I love Taolin in my hometown!