My hometown is a beautiful and magical place, located in a small county near mountains and rivers. The scenery is picturesque and intoxicating all the year round.

In spring, beautiful flowers are everywhere, colorful, like big quilts made of flowers, which cover the hills and plains with a thick layer.

In summer, my hometown is more beautiful, with beautiful scenery and clear rivers. There are many fish, shrimp and crabs in it. They are playing happily, hiding in a crack in the stone for a while, and sticking their heads out to see who is coming. This is a paradise for children. My friends and I often go to the river to swim, catch fish, take a bath, play with water and wash away the summer heat. We are cool and interesting.

In autumn, my hometown is golden, and the fallen leaves are like dancing girls, dancing beautifully in the air. Clusters of chrysanthemums compete with each other, adding infinite vitality to the golden autumn.

In winter, my hometown has become a beautiful fairy tale world, a vast expanse of whiteness. I had a snowball fight and made a snowman with my friends, intoxicated in this beautiful white world, and Snow Girl danced in the air. Is it telling us the story of spring?

My hometown, like my mother, gives me warmth and happiness when I am worried and sad, and makes me thrive. My hometown is a beautiful place like a paradise, with beautiful scenery and surrounded by green trees and flowers. I love my hometown!