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My hometown Huining people and scenery composition 500 words.

My hometown is in a small mountain village in Huining County. Although not as beautiful as Xiaoxing 'anling, it is the most beautiful place in the world in my mind. When spring comes, the grass sneaks out its small head from the soil, the willow shoots new branches and the poplar grows green leaves; Swallows fly back from the south and chirp, adding infinite vitality to the small mountain village. Swallows are busy building nests, and one of them is building a nest under my roof and has become a neighbor with me. The farmer's uncle began to be busy planting crops. "A year's plan lies in spring." They shed sweat and sow the seeds of hope. Summer is coming and the weather is getting hotter and hotter. The most interesting thing is to go swimming in the river at the head of the village with friends. Groups of tadpoles swim around in the clear river and play with us. Laughter and laughter come and go in the river. In dog days, apricots are ripe, and Huang Chengcheng's apricots are covered with branches. If you come to my hometown at this time, the hospitable villagers will definitely choose the biggest and sweetest apricots and let you eat enough. But I advise you not to be greedy. Eating too many apricots will sour your teeth, and even the soft tofu can't bite. After several autumn rains, the weather gradually turned cold, and Miss Qiu walked towards us with light steps. The leaves of apricot trees turned golden red and looked like a beautiful burning cloud in the distance; Autumn wind blows, leaves dance with the wind, dancing like a beautiful butterfly. The fields are golden, and the farmers' uncles are busy harvesting crops. Millet, corn, potatoes ... are all piled up in the farmhouse yard, and people's faces are filled with the joy of harvest. In winter, snowflakes fly in the air and the ground is covered with thick snow; The river is frozen like a ribbon made of glass. The children came to the river in small groups, some were skating, some were playing with gyroscopes, and some were having snowball fights ... Laughter resounded through the valley, and the whole mountain village became a sea of joy. The scenery in my hometown is different all year round, and every season can bring me unlimited fun. I love my hometown-the place where I was born and raised.